Cheesecake and Banana Split

Futaba quickly released her hold on my collar, spinning on her heel to retreat to the living room with a huff. I watched her go, her shoulders still slightly tense.

"That girl," I muttered under my breath, shaking my head with a small grin. I couldn't help but admire how honest she was in her reactions, even when flustered. She might complain about my teasing, but deep down, she didn't seem to hate the attention. Not entirely, at least.

As I headed up the stairs, I heard Eri laughing at Futaba, teasing for going back defeated after her dramatic charge.

Thankfully, there was Minoru who stopped them from bickering as the boy innocently asked them to concentrate on the game.

But Akane joined the fray and before long the living room became filled with laughter again.

After heading upstairs, I changed out of my uniform and into a comfortable set of clothes.