Resolve
“Hey, I’m glad you accepted my invitation, Hitomi.”
As we walked out of the venue and reached the narrow path that I took yesterday, I opened up a conversation to dispel the somewhat strained silence between us.
Ah. Strained might be a wrong word choice. We’re not held back by anything. Just that, after taking my hand to accompany me, Hitomi never spoke a word and simply followed me.
She was wearing the usual butler suit which gave her the image of a cool and strong woman. Men and women alike turned their heads at her, either wondering who she was or admiring the aesthetic of her appearance.
In fact, when my classmates saw me arriving with the girls, rather than throwing me questioning looks, most paused what they were doing and got stuck staring at them.
I mean, they may all be attractive but at the same time, they’re all unique in their own way. And with Hitomi being the only one not wearing a school uniform, she got quite a lot of attention.