"Big brother, they like you."
On the way home, Sora, who had been following behind Fang Zheng, suddenly spoke up.
"Hm? Who are you talking about?"
Fang Zheng paused when he heard Sora speak.
"The others."
"The others?"
"That's right."
Sora nodded, while Fang Zheng merely shrugged indifferently.
"That's not strange. Your big brother is handsome, talented, and charming. It's not like they're blind, so isn't it perfectly normal for them to like me? Tons of girls like me. I bet everyone there today was drawn to me. They might already be preparing love letters for me."
"That's not the kind of like I meant."
Sora naturally understood what Fang Zheng meant, but she shook her head.
"It's nothing. They didn't seem especially fond of me."
Fang Zheng appeared quite calm. He had deliberately checked while he was onstage, and no affection values had appeared above anyone else's head, which meant they were probably all below eighty.
Incidentally, Sora's affection value was already at one hundred.
"Is that so..."
Seeing that Fang Zheng did not seem particularly concerned, Sora said nothing more. She simply followed behind him toward home.
Night fell.
The moon gradually rose into the night sky. In a nearby park, flickering lights illuminated two figures standing beneath them.
"Sekai, what is it? It's so late."
Setsuna stood quietly beneath a streetlamp, looking at Sekai before her. Her expression was no different from usual. Saionji Sekai, standing in front of her, on the other hand, wore a somewhat complicated expression.
"Um... Setsuna?"
"Yes?"
"That text you sent me earlier... what did it mean?"
"It meant exactly what it said."
Setsuna quietly watched Sekai, her expression unchanged.
"I like Kasugano. I want to confess to him."
"Th-That's too sudden."
Hearing Setsuna's unhesitating reply, Sekai suddenly felt flustered. She hurriedly