Resting her chin on the tabletop, the girl slipped her little hand into Hachiman's palm and rocked her head from side to side, making her ahoge wobble along with it.
Eat a little less and go to sleep. You can't skip meals.
While holding the girl's delicate little hand with his left hand, Hachiman reached out with his right and pinched her dainty nose.
What are you doing?
Yukino's voice sounded a little stuffy. She pouted unhappily, her dark-blue eyes fixed straight on Hachiman.
Nothing. I just suddenly thought you were really cute and wanted to tease you a little.
Hachiman applied a little more pressure, and the girl's head turned from side to side with it.
Yukino forcefully freed herself from Hachiman's mischievous fingers, but she seemed to have used a little too much strength. A small amount of transparent liquid mischievously poked out from her tiny nostril. Hachiman smiled, took a tissue, and carefully wiped her cheeks clean.
Did you really have to get so worked up? I only complimented you.
Hmph. Who wants your compliment? People have been calling me cute since I was little.
My cuteness is a fact. It's not something that needs to be praised.
Yukino spoke without the slightest trace of modesty, her little tail almost sticking up to the ceiling.
Yes, yes, you're the cutest. The second-cutest in the universe.
Hachiman said it casually.
Why second? Yukino looked displeased. She narrowed her eyes at Hachiman and bared her teeth, as if choosing where to bite first.
Because Komachi is the cutest in the universe.
After saying that, Hachiman stood up and went to choose the food he wanted.
Yukino pouted indignantly, wondering what exactly she was inferior to Komachi in. *Wouldn't a tie for first be fine? Why did she have to