Good Competition
As always, Akane was standing near the front door by the time we arrived. Wearing an apron on top of her clothes, giving her the housewife vibe that she always wanted to have. Her hair was tied into a ponytail, most likely to prevent it from being an obstruction to her cooking.
Fuyu was not around. After what happened last night, she’s probably still embarrassed to show her face to me.
In any case, like any other day, my silly girl ran up to me, hugging and kissing me as she welcomed the two of us.
Rae then greeted Akane with a gentle smile. Although this wasn’t their first time meeting each other, there’s still a little stiffness in both of their behavior.
Knowing them, I attributed it to their insufficient opportunity to interact with each other. Among the girls from my school, those Akane could confidently say she’s close to are only Aya, Haruko, Nami, and Satsuki.