The door opened, and a junior high school girl with short twin tails happily ran inside. Her face was radiant with joy as she grabbed Amamiya Natsuki's arm and shook it excitedly.
"Mmm, it smells like senpai~ It feels like I haven't seen you in forever!"
Amamiya Natsuki discreetly slipped his arm free and said,
"We saw each other just an hour ago."
The difference between people really was enormous.
Moeha was only a junior high school student, but she was far more developed than many high schoolers. Amamiya Natsuki had just made a rough estimate, and figured Moeha alone could probably take on Kaguya, Hayasaka, and Zhuzhu all at once.
"Video calls don't count..."
Fujiwara Moeha had only gotten halfway through her sentence when her little face suddenly flushed bright red. She had clearly remembered accidentally flashing everyone, and hurriedly backed away half a step to put some distance between herself and Amamiya Natsuki. She stuck out her pink tongue and changed the subject.
"Big sister, why aren't you saying anything?"
"I am saying something..." Fujiwara Chika looked up. Since she had taken a bath, she wasn't wearing her school uniform now, but a white dress with a floral pattern. "Good afternoon, President."
Amamiya Natsuki replied as though nothing were amiss,
"Good afternoon, Secretary Chika."
At the address "Secretary Chika," Fujiwara Chika's pretty face turned slightly red. When no one was looking, she shot him an embarrassed, annoyed glare.
The reason was simple.
That morning in the restroom, Amamiya Natsuki had called her "Secretary Chika" over and over, deliberately teasing her.
"Huh?"
Fujiwara Moeha tilted her head, a puzzled look appearing on her little face. She rested her right hand under her chin.
"Big sister's acting a little strange today."
"What's strange about me?" Fujiwara Chika protested, forcing herself