The small voice was filled with triumph, as if she had discovered some earth-shattering event.
Haruka Yuzan's heart skipped a beat. Are you a dog's nose or something? To guess what I ate for dinner is one thing, but to also figure out whether I saw a girl?
However, upon second thought, it seemed that the former would be much more difficult than the latter.
After all, I'd been cooped up with Otome all afternoon, so it's actually quite normal to have a hint of the young lady's scent on me.
"Don't let your little brain wander too much..."
I was about to argue in my defense when the little girl interrupted me,
Misaki Saki raised her little finger, wiggling it about, looking all profound and mysterious,
"You're still too young, Little Haruka. You're not very careful in your actions."
As she spoke, as if in sympathy, two slender fingers plucked a strand of lustrous black hair from the buttonhole of the boy's shirt,