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"Eh?..."
At that moment, Shameimaru Aya, the sharpest-eyed of them all, keenly noticed a sight that everyone had selectively ignored from the very beginning and cried out in astonishment.
"Why are you holding hands?..."
That was right.
From the very beginning, Wu Yan and Alice had been holding hands without letting go for even a moment.
Wu Yan deliberately refused to let go, while Alice, perhaps out of habit or because she had not noticed until now, froze slightly before nervously trying to pull her hand free.
However, Alice's movements were not particularly forceful. Rather, before they could become forceful, Wu Yan had already tightened his grip, firmly trapping Alice's hand in his own.
Feeling that domineering strength made it impossible for her to break free, the trace of panic in Alice vanished and turned into helplessness. The strength of her struggle weakened as well, as though she had resigned herself to it.
Reimu and Marisa seemed to have only just realized it. One revealed the same astonished expression as Shameimaru Aya, while the other directly cried out and began making a huge fuss.
"Yeah! Yeah! Why are you holding hands?! Why are you holding hands?!"
"You're so noisy!" Annoyed beyond measure, Reimu fiercely smacked Marisa on the head with the Gohei, turning Marisa's cry of surprise into a cry of pain.
"Aya already asked that question!"
"Oh my, oh my..." Though ostensibly a reporter, Shameimaru Aya was actually a paparazzi. Like a cat that had caught the scent of fish, gossip flames blazed in her eyes as she leaned closer.
"Could it be that you two