When the excited Chii pulled me down to sit between the two of them, the girl energetically narrated what happened in the more than an hour that they were together. As well as why Hana turned into a pitiable girl who’s about to cry at any moment.
Taking the desolateness of this place as some kind of cover from the public eye, I willingly allowed Hana to grab my arm and seek refuge inside my personal space.
Obviously, Chii didn’t need permission, I was the one who pulled her close to me, close enough that no one would be able to say otherwise that we were dating if they saw us.
In contrast to my closeness to Hana where I put some reservations, I intimately held Chii by her waist and let her head lean closer to my chest while I listened to her narration.