In the secluded staff room, with the faint hum of chatter from the busy store beyond, Asuka locked the door, folding her arms as she looked at Haruto with a stern gaze.
"If you're trying to make me jealous, you're being childish," she remarked coolly.
Haruto, unfazed, leaned in with a smirk. "I am childish, but it's because of you, ma'am. You've been holding out on this 'boy toy,' so he found attention elsewhere."
Asuka sighed, hands settling on her hips. "I've told you—I'm busy."
He shrugged nonchalantly. "And? It's not like we're exclusive. Besides, if you're too occupied, I might as well find another companion."
The words hit harder than he anticipated, seeing her expression shift subtly.
She seemed to struggle with her ego, her gaze tightening, but eventually, she stepped closer, voice softened.
"Fine. I'll make more time for you," she murmured, pressing her head to his chest. "I get lonely too, you know."