"Today, Lady Misaki is in a good mood, so I won't hold it against you for pinching my cheeks this afternoon!! Just ask me whatever you want!!"
"Thank you for your generous forgiveness, Lady Misaki! I will remember this for the rest of my life!"
Looking at the small figure before her, full of bluster, Haruka Yuzan managed to suppress the urge to reprimand her, maintaining a pleasing smile on her face,
"Misaki?"
"Don't call me Misaki!" Misaki Saki wagged her finger in front of Haruka Yuzan's face, her cute little face forming a mysterious expression.
"Hmm? Then what should I call you?"
Haruka Yuzan was curious about what this little one's tiny brain was concocting.
But who would have thought that Misaki Saki would suddenly put on a heartbroken act, just like a little one whose heart had been deeply wounded,
"Ah, I can't believe you don't understand me at all, Haruka. It really, really saddens me!"