"All right." Fujiwara Chika didn't insist and nodded in agreement. "President, Hanamori-chan, be careful."
Shinomiya Kaguya folded her arms across her chest, parted her lips, and said softly:
"Hanamori, stay safe. And, Pres—"
"Natsuki-kun, you absolutely have to be careful!" The passerby girl clasped her hands to her chest and reminded him in a soft voice, "Take care of yourself. Make sure you don't get hurt. We'll all be waiting for you to come back."
Shinomiya Kaguya: "..."
You've only known each other for an hour. Why are you talking to him like you're so familiar?!
"Got it." Amamiya Natsuki nodded gently. He glanced at the Young Lady, then smiled at the passerby girl. "I'll be back."
"Mm-hmm."
The passerby girl hurriedly nodded.
"..."
Shinomiya Kaguya lightly bit her lip, watching the two of them talk out of the corner of her eye. For some reason, she couldn't help feeling unhappy.
The two groups went their separate ways.
Kaguya, Yukino, and Chika, along with Miss Mitsui and the passerby girl, headed for the dormitory first.
Amamiya Natsuki and Hayasaka stayed behind in the building's shadow.
"The president must be having a great time right now, huh?" Hayasaka Ai drawled after watching Kaguya and the others walk away. "Ryoko's got such a nice figure, she knows how to act cute and compliment people, and she keeps looking at you with such admiration. Your vanity must be feeling super satisfied, President."
Amamiya Natsuki reached out with his right hand and pulled Hayasaka into the crook of his arm. Then he took out the Shadow Cloak and covered them both before lowering his voice.
"Why do I smell jealousy?"
"Pfft." Hayasaka Ai curled her lip in disdain. "If your nose is useless, President, you can donate it to someone who needs one."
Amamiya