Marionette Part 2
"The one I am worried about is you, not him."
Her eyes widened when she heard those words.
Did he just-- well, she did suspect something, but Sumire thought Hino knew better than to reveal his feelings.
Hino must have realized, too, since he looked away. "It's not like…"
Sumire sighed deeply as she walked over to him. She extended her hand out and briefly touched his cheek. It was an unfamiliar feeling, but she did not flinch. It seems she is not afraid of Hino. Then again, ever since she came here, he has treated her like a good friend. She is very grateful to him.
"To a certain extent, I understand."
That was all she managed to say since she heard the door slid open. A weak-looking Sano stood there, but he reached over and pulled her towards him. Her face buried in his chest.
A different scent, and yet it was familiar somehow.
"Hino." Sano said sharply. "Didn't I warn you already not to do something like this?"