"Here, take this and eat."
Amamiya Natsuki handed his adopted daughter the little cake he'd bought on the way over, then turned his smoldering gaze toward his senpai.
Tsubame-senpai blushed, naturally knowing what Amamiya Natsuki wanted to do. She hurriedly took half a step back and said softly,
"I-I don't want one!"
Amamiya Natsuki stepped forward.
"Are you sure you don't want one, senpai?"
Koyasu Tsubame quickly shook her head.
"I absolutely don't want one!"
She wasn't an elementary school student, after all. Being lifted up like that was embarrassing no matter how she looked at it!
"All right..." Amamiya Natsuki took out the Mirror of Lies and smiled. "All you have to do is look into the mirror and say you don't want me to lift you up, senpai. Then I won't do anything."
Koyasu Tsubame: "..."
"Don't take it too far, junior." Tsubame-senpai covered herself with both hands and couldn't help chiding him.
"Looks like you don't want to say it, senpai." Amamiya Natsuki spread his arms. "So, are you coming over on your own, or should I come to you?"
Koyasu Tsubame: "...I don't want to choose either!"
Unfortunately, she had no choice but to choose.
With her pretty face red, Koyasu Tsubame could only let Amamiya Natsuki pick her up and swing her around.
"Th-that's enough...!" Tsubame-senpai's voice turned breathless. Before long, she was begging for mercy. "My head's spinning!"
Only then did Amamiya Natsuki set his senpai down. Ignoring the little tyke beside them, he kissed her, then quietly asked about the little radish's mother.
"I took Little Aoi to the hospital yesterday, too." Tsubame-senpai raised a hand to tuck a strand of Black Silk behind her ear. Her breathing was slightly uneven, and after wiping the corner of her mouth, she spoke softly. "The