Several minutes later, Anzu-nee walked me to the door to see me off. There's a conflicted look on her face that somehow conveys what she's feeling at the moment.
Helplessness.
What I said earlier killed off the somewhat intimate mood between us. She started overthinking and eventually, she tried to leap off of the sofa and get away from me.
I managed to hold her down but that didn't really improve our situation.
I know she's curious about what I meant back there but Anzu-nee didn't press me to clarify it
Most likely, she's afraid about seeing me in a different light coming true. Or maybe that was just my assumption and there was a different reason why she didn't ask me.
Whichever the case, there's nothing I could do about it. I could only hope that the next time we have this chance to be alone together, she'd still be the same Anzu-nee-san who's oftentimes candid and mischievous at the same time.
“Hey, naughty little brother, take care on your way back… And thank you.”