Yes, ever since that violent woman Julie had kicked open his door, this clubroom had stopped belonging to him alone.
Though he had lost the joy of having it all to himself, having more people around... wasn't bad either.
At least someone helped him tidy up his room, and someone even fed him. It was much more comfortable than before.
"Ah, right. Since we're done, we'll be leaving first." Hara Shichi waved his hand.
"Wait, I haven't finished eating yet!" Sera frowned.
"Eat by yourself. Neither of us has had lunch yet." Hara Shichi set the lunchbox on the floor and stood up.
"Once you've gotten what you wanted, you can't even be bothered to pretend anymore? You scumbag!" Sera complained.
"Fine, fine, I'm a scumbag." Hara Shichi waved as he walked out. "Nero, I'll wait for you outside."
"Mm." Nero watched Hara Shichi leave through the door before finally pulling her little feet out from beneath the blanket.
"You're that shy?" Sera looked at Nero in confusion. "They're just feet. So what if someone sees them?"
Nero looked at Sera's delicate, fair little feet, smooth and white as mutton-fat jade, exposed to the air, then gave her a puzzled look. "Aren't you embarrassed, Senior?"
"Um... I was a little embarrassed at first..." Sera scratched her cheek. "But I realized Hara Shichi never deliberately stared at my feet, so I stopped caring."
"He didn't?" Nero was surprised. Even she couldn't help glancing at Senior Sera's soft, pale little feet when she entered this room. In this dim room, those jade-like feet were simply too eye-catching.
"Mm, maybe Hara Shichi is the gentlemanly type? Of course... there's another possibility..." Sera seemed somewhat dejected as she said this. "Maybe he's just not interested in someone with my body type."
"After all, I