Pressure?
As I followed Fuyu in, I immediately heard little Fubuki’s excited voice coming from inside telling Akane that I brought her donuts.
“Look, look. Akane-nee-chan, Ruki-nii-chan brought us donuts!”
“Oh! How thoughtful of him. What do you think, Fubuki-chan? Will he pass your evaluation?”
“With full marks!”
… Alright. I'll pretend I didn't hear that conversation. Fubuki was just too happy about the donuts and Akane is just… being herself.
Having heard that as well, I noticed Fuyu shaking her head at my side, an awkward smile hanging on her lips.
“Those two… Don't mind them, Onoda-kun.”
I nodded, “Mhm. I expected as much from Akane. But Fubuki… she's ready to sell you to me in exchange for donuts.”
Hearing that bit at the end, the arc on Fuyu’s lips turned the other way as she unhappily muttered.
“That… Am I a commodity to be traded?”
I leaned close to her and answered in a hushed voice, “If you are, I have long brought you home.”