That took some nerve!
He was peeping, yet he was acting so self-righteous about it!
Sato Miwako was overcome with embarrassed indignation—angry, flustered, and a little awkward.
She took a deep breath and calmed her restless emotions.
Then she asked meaningfully, "Is there something on my feet?"
"No."
"Then what were you looking at...?"
"Well, I was just thinking about something."
Fujino answered with a straight face, then put on a thoughtful expression. "I was wondering whether wearing high heels without socks would chafe your feet. Walking around all day at that intensity, wouldn't your feet end up covered in blisters?"
"And with them all stuffed in there without any ventilation, wouldn't they stink?"
"?"
Sato Miwako froze and silently produced a question mark.
Y-You were actually thinking about that?!
I mean, if a normal person was peeking at a girl's feet—such a pretty pair of feet—they'd definitely be thinking about something else, right?!
Ridiculous!
You had Jade Feet right in front of you, and that was what you cared about?!
Though they did chafe a little...
As for smelling...
No!
So you were peeking at my feet after all, weren't you?
You were definitely peeking at my feet!
Sato Miwako gritted her teeth. "Whose feet would stink? Don't worry, I wash my feet every night."
"Fine."
Fujino nodded. "To be honest, you stepped on some gum. I was just thinking about how to tell you tactfully."
"You've already said it pretty bluntly..."
Sato Miwako complained, filled with helplessness.
If I stepped on gum, couldn't you have just said so? Why beat around the bush...
Could that be an excuse?
Sato Miwako secretly and firmly decided that it was. She lowered her eyes to look at her feet, then suddenly frowned as though she had belatedly thought of something else.