6 A spoken interjection in English

After he was 'forcefully' dragged out of L'Amant Restaurant while still wearing his server uniform. Natsuo and Shiori continued walking for several minutes, Natsuo keeps on asking what she wants but all he received was silence so he decided to just follow her.

He also felt a little bit strange since he could not believe himself. He had willingly allowed someone to bring him to an unknown location. Though it may have something to do with her looks, Natsuo figured that it is something more than just her looks.

He can still recognize the street as it was not that far away from their house. Several people were looking at them strangely because of the pretty girl dragging a waiter somewhere. Some of them even took a photo of them and he had no way of stopping them that.

Natsuo then stared at the woman in front of him. He thought, 'Just what is going on inside her head. Isn't she afraid that I might take advantage of her? Why are all the beautiful girls I've met so far are so naive?'

"Amaya-san..."

"We're here." Shiori interrupted him as they came to a stop at an apartment building. It was a ten-story building located near a busy street, there's a small grocery store nearby and a park in front of the building. Surprisingly, this is only a few blocks away from his house.

"Why are we here?" Natsuo couldn't help but ask as he is still confused about what is happening. He continued while shaking his hand Shiori was holding, "and also, can you let go of me now?"

"Ah!" Shiori finally realized what she had done as she hurriedly let go of his wrist. Her cheeks went slightly red as she coughs softly to regain her composure.

"I'm sorry for what I have done. There is just something I want to talk with you about." She slightly bowed towards Natsuo who just waved his hand while saying.

"I really don't mind getting drag by a beautiful woman, in fact, it would be my honor to be dragged again." He smiled while teasingly saying.

Shiori was once again reminded of her blunder as she apologizes once again.

"By the way, what do you want to talk about?" Natsuo asked.

"Is it okay if we talk about it in my room?"

"It's okay."

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Inside Shiori's room...

Natsuo is sitting as Shiori prepares a tea and some snacks for him. Though he could clearly tell that she was doing all that just to avoid him.

'She must have realized what she had done and is now too embarrass to face me.' he thought.

He looks around the room and it was what he had expected it to be. The room was very clean and organize, there's not much furniture and the room was simple. It was the same as his expectations.

As Shiori gives the vibes of a serious woman but at the same time friendly. She may seem like someone who is hard to approach but once you got to know her better, she is actually a very fun person to be with. Not that he knows that, but he surely will, in the future.

He can also see a stack of mangas hidden nicely at the corner of the room, behind a table that seems to be unnecessarily placed there. Natsuo let out a smile seeing this, as this is not his first time seeing someone who is embarrassed to be known as an otaku.

"I hope I am not wasting your time here, Fuji-kun," Shiori said as she put a cup of tea in front of him while placing a plate of cookies on the table. She then took a seat opposite him and apologetically look at him.

Natsuo smiled, not pointing out the change in her use of honorifics, and said, "I already told you that I don't mind." He then took a sip of the tea. "This is good."

"You should try the cookies as well."

"Yes, thank you.." Natsuo then took one cookie and ate it. The cookie was not that hard and was actually a bit soft, which made it easier for him to chew. As expected of a chocolate cookie, it tasted great and he can say that the one who baked these cookies knows his stuff.

Sipping on the tea once again, Natsuo continued doing this while in the meantime, Shiori was staring at him with a light smile.

After eating his sixth cookie, Natsuo was finally satisfied. As he had not had his lunch yet since he had immediately rushed towards L'Amant Restaurant because of Fumiya's call for help. And it was now getting dark so he will obviously be hungry. Though the cookies will not satisfy his hunger, it will at least fill up his stomach with something.

Natsuo looked at Shiori who was also looking at him, he said while scratching the back of his head, "Sorry about that. Was a bit hungry, hope you don't mind, Amaya-san."

"Shiori."

"Eh? Pardon?"

"Call me Shiori. I hate it when people call me Amaya."

"If you say so, Shiori-san." She hates it when people call her Amaya? Does it have something to do with her family? Natsuo began to think of why she hates it when people call her Amaya, but for now, he should probably focus on what she wants to talk about.

"Hmm?" Shiori looked at him confused.

"What is it, Shiori-san?" Natsuo asked.

"Aren't you embarrassed calling a girl you just met with her first name?"

"Why should I be embarrassed, Shiori-chan?" Natsuo asked with a smile.

"Y-You.." Shiori pointed her fingers at him, slightly trembling with her face slowly turning red.

Natsuo finds her reaction to being really cute, so he decided to tease her even more. He leans towards her a little, making the shy girl froze and had no idea what to do. She closes her eyes as she puckered her lips, expecting a kiss.

He finds it really weird how the girls seem to be very naive. They seem to trust him too much immediately and even do weird things that are way out of the norm.

Although Shiori was expecting a kiss and appeared to be ready for it. Natsuo did not want to take advantage of a woman's misunderstanding so he just did what his objective was.

Wiping the crumb of cookie below her lips, he then leans back and sat normally.

"You got a little something on your face, Shi-chan."

"Eh? Eh?! EHHHHH?!!!"

At that moment, Shiori desperately wants to find a hole and bury her face.

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SHORT SURVEY: (PLEASE RESPOND)

What type of system should I add?

Something like from the I am a Mangaka, another work of akikan.

Something like from the Sis-con's Dimensional Chat Group, another work of akikan.

Something like from the I am a Prodigy.

Or my idea? If you're interested, I will write a chapter dedicated to what kind of system my idea is.