“Well then, senpai. Let’s continue this talk some other time. You may not believe me yet but I assure you, I won’t do anything to hurt Kana.”
After a brief exchange of playful banter, which ended with Momoiro-senpai’s cheeks flushing a bright shade of pink, I gently pulled her aside, away from the crowded hallway and the prying eyes of other students.
I needed to address what had been hanging in the air between us before Kana and Rumi’s appearance.
The usually bubbly and energetic Momoiro-senpai now stood in front of me, her demeanor serious. I could sense her bright eyes carefully studying my face. It was clear she was trying to gauge the sincerity of my words. To see if she could truly trust me with something she deemed important.
With a carefree expression replaced with one of deep contemplation, Momoiro-senpai pursed her lips.