Picking up Haruko

“I told you, you don’t have to pick me up, hubby. How was that thing you’re busy with?” Haruko muttered as we began walking out of the station.

Although she seemed upset with me that I still went to this train station to pick her up even though she told me not to when we’re on the phone earlier, Haruko’s actions were contrary to it. She’s tightly clasping my hands on hers with a wide smile on her lips.

I didn’t point that out and just let the girl do what she wanted.

“Even if you say that, do you think I will pass up on the chance to see my Haruko being bashful like this?” I pointed at her face which she immediately covered with her hand. Despite her tendency to be the icy girl who would be hard to approach, Haruko would always be like this whenever we’re going out or when I was with her. “Besides, I finished that before coming here.”