Chapter 5.18
Persia immediately looks shy and embarrassed.
"I-I can't… I'm not good at interacting with others…" She continues to play her act.
Tch, I'm being serious here; can't you stop with the act already?
I don't believe in any of her words, at all.
"But you talked fine to others, me, and even the impossible to approach Kuroyuki." I retorted.
"B-Because you are with me—"
WHACK.
I chopped her on the head without giving her any sign warning.
"—MYA!?"
Perhaps it was too sudden; the shriek she accidentally leaked out was so cute that everyone focused on her.
While embarrassed, Persia seems to press a button under the table. A container with a hexagonal panel wall isolates us from the others, like a small room.
We could see what was outside, but not for the ones out— like a one-sided mirror.
"Ngh…!" Persia's face was red like an apple.