Yuigahama Yui is a person who really cares about her friends

"That's... the second-year's Amano-senpai, right?"

"He's really handsome, but he made her cry..."

"But didn't Senior Miura provoke him first?"

The short-haired girl who had witnessed the whole incident stood unconsciously by Makoto Amano's side.

"But Senior Amano is still going too far, isn't he?"

The girl's companion still wanted to accuse Makoto Amano.

"Too far?"

The short-haired girl only felt relieved witnessing the scene where Makoto Amano "beat Yumiko Miura to tears."

For various reasons, she doesn't like people like Yumiko Miura.

"Iroha... you don't like Senior Amano, do you? You've been talking about him a lot lately?"

Another companion of the girl directly brought up the topic of love.

"Wuuu, no way... I'm in Hayama-senpai's fan club..."

Although the short-haired girl said so, her eyes kept following Makoto Amano's retreating figure.

Besides...

Seeing the scene where Makoto Amano grabbed Yuigahama Yui's hand and left, appearing like a couple, the girl couldn't help but mutter to herself.

"I didn't expect Amano-senpai to be with Yuigahama-senpai... Is that the type of girl he likes in the first place?"

This is different from the rumors...

"A group of strange guys... However, they can be useful for collecting information..."

Not far behind these first-year school girls, a straight black-haired girl in black pantyhose yawned gracefully while covering her lips with her hand. She glanced at the crowd in the tennis court and whispered to herself.

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"Amano-san..."

Yuigahama Yui's face turned quite flushed when Makoto Amano took her hand in front of everyone.

Everyone saw it...

Holding hands or something, under the gaze of "everyone"...

Amano-san didn't even ask for other people's opinions.

Besides...

"Yumiko, she..."

Because she heard Yumiko Miura cry before they left, she was a little worried.

"Don't worry, that woman... Miura has already taken her first step, and from now on, she will become stronger and stronger."

Although there was a bit of an incident (with many onlookers), at least the outcome was still under Makoto Amano's control.

That blonde girl...

Let's think of it as helping Yukino wipe away... to handle the aftermath of the situation.

"Yes, is that so?"

Yuigahama Yui glanced back at the bustling crowd and returned to the serene tennis court.

Miura Yumiko was no longer there.

She seemed to understand something.

It turns out that Amano didn't play tennis with Yumiko just to look cool...

"But... Amano-san is so skilled at tennis..."

She didn't mention it earlier, causing unnecessary worry...

Yuigahama Yui wanted to be angry, but she was more delighted.

As expected, he is incredibly capable in every aspect...

Her soft and tender hand rested in someone's palm, without any resistance.

"There are many things I'm good at, but you..."

Makoto Amano turned his head and looked at the girl with the dumpling-like hairstyle beside him, his eyes slightly reproachful.

"Yui, do you know what you did wrong today?"

"What... what do you mean?"

Facing his gaze, Yuigahama Yui quickly lowered her head, feeling a little guilty.

But she still had to put up a fight.

"Also, why did you suddenly start calling me by my name?"

The blushing girl raised her head again, her eyes burning.

Obviously they haven't known each other for very long.

Moreover, this was already the third time he called her by her name directly...

"Can't I?"

Makoto Amano didn't expect the girl to also use the trick of changing the subject.

"It's not... it can't be helped, then I'll also call you by your name."

The girl continued to maintain a shy expression on her face, but her courage seemed to have grown a little stronger.

Her hand that was being held even started to grip Makoto Amano's hand in return.

"Please feel free."

He also gently stroked the girl's fingers with his own, fully appreciating her tenderness.

"No, why can't you be a bit more bashful, Makoto..."

Realizing the young man's teasing behavior, the girl wanted to withdraw her hand from his, but her actions didn't seem like "resistance."

Makoto... she finally called him by his name.

So shy, yet so happy...

"Don't try to escape, Yui. Tell me quickly, where did you go wrong?"

Naturally, He wouldn't let go of that little hand that offered little resistance.

"If you don't tell me, I'll be really..."

He raised his other hand, intending to playfully touch the dumpling on top of the girl's head.

"I..."

Sy it all, don't be shy...

She quickly protected her dumpling-like hairstyle and then carefully observed Makoto Amano's face.

"I know I was wrong. I shouldn't have let Yumiko know about it..."

"That's not the main point."

He continued to gaze at the dumpling on the girl's head, exerting psychological pressure on her.

"I... I don't know... what else..."

The girl's hand that was being held had already started to sweat.

But she genuinely couldn't figure out where else she went wrong.

The incident on the tennis court couldn't be solely blamed on her...

"Yui is so stupid."

He sighed in feigned disappointment.

"I'm not stupid!"

The girl turned her head angrily, but her face was still flushed with embarrassment.

Ah... My hands are sweating, Amano-san... no, Makoto won't dislike me, will he?

"Let me tell you what you did wrong."

Makoto Amano put on a slightly serious expression.

"As a friend, if you're not fully prepared or certain, you shouldn't take the initiative to involve yourself in someone else's emotional issues, especially in a complex situation like with Miura-san. Otherwise, if you're not careful, you might end up losing a friend."

If Yuigahama Yui really knew who Hayama Hayato liked and told Miura Yumiko directly...

In that case, the entire "Refilling Group" might fall apart.

At that point, it's hard to say if Yumiko Miura would truly be grateful to Yuigahama.

"Well..."

Although a little reluctant, She had to admit that Makoto Amano was right.

"Also, Yui is obviously a part of my harem, why did you go to Yukino first?"

That's what he was most dissatisfied with.

If she had come to find him first, there wouldn't have been such a scene in the tennis court.

Yukino wouldn't feel guilty for making Yumiko Miura cry.

"But you weren't there at the time, and..."

"Don't you have my Line and email address?"

He shook his phone.

"I... I forgot..."

Hmph, you seduced people on your phone like that night, how can he expect me to ask him on his phone today?

She felt that if Makoto Amano wanted to say this, Makoto Amano was half responsible for the incident.

It's not her fault!

"So, you still say that you're not stupid?"

While the girl defended herself, Makoto Amano managed to touch the dumpling on top of her head.

"Pervert! And you did it while I wasn't paying attention..."

She kicked the boy's calf in anger.

"Also, even though Yukino scolded Yumiko to tears, I think it's good for Yukino to scold her like that. Honestly, I've wanted to scold Yumiko for a long time..."

Just express your true feelings to Hayato directly, or accept the reality and end this relationship. Why go through all this trouble...

Even the young girl understood that if this entanglement continued, there would be no future.

Of course, Yuigahama didn't have the guts to lecture Miura Yumiko.

Ah, it's so easy for her to do something I'll never be able to do. Yumiko is really cool.

And also very kind.

"You also want to scold Miura-san? Yui, I thought you were a deep-minded person. Or is it that you have a strong desire for revenge?"

Makoto Amano continued to tease the girl in front of him.

"No! Really, you always misinterpret what I say and make fun of me..."

She looked aggrieved, even though she knew Makoto Amano was just joking.

"Alright, I was wrong. I'll let you touch me later as an apology, okay?"

he placed the girl's little hand on his abdomen.

Although still separated by clothes, Yuigahama Yui quickly blushed like the color of blood.

"I... I... I don't... really want to..."

The girl, whose head was already steaming and whose eyes were becoming unfocused, began to "struggle" incoherently, which didn't seem like "resistance."

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"Wait... Amano-san..."

As they approached the Service Club, She still wanted to let go of his hand.

And she subconsciously reverted back to using the original title.

"What's wrong?"

Makoto Amano's hand felt warm, hot, and a little sticky. He didn't want to let go of the girl's hand.

"We're like this..."

The girl pointed to their hands that were still intertwined.

"Yukino would be upset if she saw us, right?"

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