Sumire tugged on his clothes. "Even now, what are you wearing? Who are you trying to impress?"
Yuhi felt happy, but at the same time, he felt very wronged. He honestly didn't go to the club alone deliberately. Initially, he was supposed to go with Shin. But an emergency arose in the SF, and Shin had to take a team to head to the location.
This was the perfect time to catch those girls off guard and gather some evidence; he did not want to lose this opportunity. It ought to be okay as long as he did not drink too much. Unfortunately for him, the moment people realized it was him, it was hard to getaway.
Seeing Sumire still fuming with anger, he leaned down and kissed her.
It did not take long before she had her arms wrapped around his neck. "Yuhi, we are in public stupid."
"Isn't it okay? It's crowded."
Although a few people passing by did stare, nobody looked for long.
"Mm," Sumire pressed her lips against his. "I guess so."