“Laugh? No. Rather than that… let me praise you. Isn’t it great to be honest once in a while?”
After shaking my head, and rejecting her pessimistic words, I enthusiastically patted Saionji’s head. While still having her forehead supported by my body, steam gradually rose from above her head.
Perhaps if I took a peek at her face right now, I’d find the girl blushing profusely. Not entirely because of me though. She’s just too embarrassed after her admission.
“Hmph. I don’t know. I’m always honest with myself.”
And there she goes, recovering her usual tone once again. Still, she kept her head low, savoring the pats I was giving on her head.
At this point, we’re already a curious sight for other people walking by. Some probably thought I made her cry as they glared at me. As for others, they just made a look of disgust, denouncing a public display of affection.
Of course, I ignored all those and focused solely on the girl.