Satoru froze for a moment, his mind struggling to process Yuki's unexpected offer.
He blinked, his gaze locked onto hers, searching her expression for any sign of a joke, but Yuki's face remained calm, serious.
"Ah? Are you serious?" he finally asked, his voice wavering slightly, as if he couldn't quite believe what he had just heard.
Yuki met his gaze steadily, her eyes unwavering.
"Do I look like I'm joking?" she replied, her tone firm, leaving no room for doubt.
Satoru hesitated, glancing down at the floor as he tried to gather his thoughts.
"No, no, it's just…," he stammered, feeling a mix of confusion and anxiety swirling within him.
The idea of being Yuki's personal assistant felt surreal, almost too good to be true.
Yuki sighed softly, her expression softening just a little as she read the uncertainty on his face.
