Amamiya Natsuki said,
"I don't believe you. Not unless you let me have a taste."
Fujiwara Chika: "..."
No wonder he'd suddenly brought up durian flavor. He'd clearly just been looking for an excuse to tease her!
Smack.
Fujiwara Chika raised her right hand to cover Amamiya Natsuki's mouth and puffed out her cheeks.
"No kisses for you, President!"
Amamiya Natsuki said,
"Why not?"
Fujiwara Chika: "I'm still mad!"
"Impossible." Amamiya Natsuki shook his head. "I hear Chika-sama is open-minded and optimistic, with a generous heart as vast as the sea. You never hold a grudge overnight."
"Hehe~" After hearing the string of compliments, the corners of Fujiwara Chika's lips lifted. She tried to hold back her smile, but couldn't. Still, she said, "Don't think I'll forgive you just because you're complimenting me. Announcing your relationship with someone else—how could you, President?"
"Yes, yes," Amamiya Natsuki said. "So can I kiss you now?"
Fujiwara Chika puffed out her cheeks.
"Of course not!"
Amamiya Natsuki looked disappointed.
"Then when can I kiss you?"
"When I'm in a good mood." Fujiwara Chika's pretty face flushed slightly as she raised her chin. "Anyway, not now... Mm!"
Before she could finish, Amamiya Natsuki swiftly lowered his head and covered Secretary Chika's soft, rosy lips with his own.
"Th-that's so unfair!" Fujiwara Chika widened her beautiful eyes and glared at him in annoyance. "You ambushed me, President!"
"I'm sorry." Amamiya Natsuki gave her an innocent look. "Chika-sama was just in the perfect position to be ambushed. I couldn't help myself."
"You're shameless, President!"
"..."
A moment later.
Amamiya Natsuki released Secretary Chika and said with satisfaction,
"Let's go on our date."
"We're going shopping, not on a date," Fujiwara Chika retorted. "Don't say weird things, President."
"Yes, yes."
"..."
The two left the Fujiwara Family