I'm interested

Half an hour later, Mihara-san returned, bringing with her the trolley where I placed my uniform.

With the door locked behind her, it created another atmosphere between us wherein we’re alone in a room.

Just like earlier, even though there’s no reason for her to watch me change back to my uniform, Mihara-san’s eyes never left mine.

She even met my gaze and although faint, she wordlessly told me to do my thing and get done with it.

Although I could call her out for it and ask what’s the deal this time, I refrained from doing so and just began changing back to my uniform, slowly taking off what I was wearing.

I knew this felt like I was stripping for her but I had to confirm my guess.

By these two instances, I could only put out a guess that she’s interested in me or my body.

Obviously, I could be completely wrong. I never had a normal conversation with her and every time I would see her, she’s in her role as Otoha’s loyal chauffeur.