That's easy
The two best friends rescuing one another from their troubles was always an admirable sight.
Just look at that smile from Izumi-senpai. It’s like her favorite neighborhood superhero suddenly leaped down from a skyscraper, taking her away into the night sky and far from the danger she’s facing.
Ah. That sounds an exaggeration. Nonetheless, that accurately described what I was seeing before my eyes.
“Uchiyama, stop believing rumors. How long has it been since you start following this girl?” Bearing an all too clear protective aura towards her best friend, Arisa put her hands on her hips as she stared down at the guy.
Uchiyama, the stoutly-built senior, clicked his tongue in annoyance upon Arisa’s interjection.
He looked like he had just taken a drink from a carton of spoilt milk based on how sour his face became.
Arisa’s deterrent was that strong, huh? Now that I think about it, that guy was probably only approaching Izumi-senpai whenever she’s separated from Arisa.