She gazed at me lovingly, her breath soft yet scorching.
"Senpai... do you... have someone now?"
Her voice trembled slightly, her words coming in fragments, her cheeks flushed red. A slender wrist, frighteningly pale, emerged from an overly long sleeve. Her hand nervously clutched the airy lace at her chest, the wrinkles in her cardigan creating a heart-wrenching atmosphere. Dreamlike moisture rippled in her eyes.
I was completely caught off guard and felt my heartbeat quicken. To calm it down, I stopped breathing for the moment.
"No..."
Even the words that slipped out came out off-key.
Silence filled the room. Needless to say, neither Yukino nor Yuihama said a word either.
In that silence, Iroha flashed an evil grin.
"See? That kind of feeling, that feeling!"
"Th-that's just a wording issue! Right, Hikigaya-kun?"
...No, that kind of implication wasn't bad. Yeah. If anything, it was amazing. Iroha Isshiki really had some talent.
"Hikigaya-kun?"
Hearing her call, I looked toward Yuihama and the others, only to find them staring at me with disdain.
"...Why aren't you saying anything?"
Yukino smiled sweetly. Please don't. That smile was terrifying.
"A-anyway, I understand Hayama's situation. Yeah, completely."
They probably thought that they should confirm whether the rumor was true, then confess as soon as they got the chance. Even if it didn't go that far, it could at least become an opportunity for the two of them to close the distance between them.
It felt like he had always been an unromanceable character, but now an Append Disc had come out with new story content and unlocked his route... Or maybe it was more like a fan disc packed with new pink, bubbly scenes?
Either way, this could be called one of the effects of that rumor.
"So what did you want to ask