Of course, with their topic being about me, none of the two girls dared to tell me about it.
The flustered Shimura kept on fumbling with her words and almost lost her balance from fidgeting so much. If I didn’t fill in the gap between them, she would have no one to lean on to get her balance back.
Uh. Let’s not talk about how that little contact with me made her even more flustered.
It’s understandable, anyway. She’s the type who’s akin to an open book. I didn’t need to observe her closely to find out how much she was interested in me. I was certain that it was only admiration before. But after my confession at that snack bar and my transformation post-haircut, it had developed this much within that short time.
Most likely, if by some chance, we found ourselves alone together, she might not be able to stop herself from confessing. Or if she lacked the courage to do that, she’d be lost in her thoughts within that duration.