"Th-the hat is the real body...?"
As though afraid someone might snatch her hat away, Koushou Hayate pressed a hand to the top of her head. After blanking out for a moment, she muttered softly, "Why do Elder sister and the others say that... and Little Kita... says it too...?"
"Huh? What did Hayate-chan say?" Having failed to catch her latter mutterings, Kitasan Black hurriedly asked.
"N-no, it's nothing..."
Waving her hands repeatedly, Koushou Hayate quickly changed the subject. "C-come to think of it, Little Kita... did you come looking for me...?"
As she asked, she felt both anticipation and unease.
Ever since she was young, she had always felt that both her elder sister and younger sister were more outstanding than she was.
Or rather, her own talents were quite ordinary. Anyone would seem exceptional when compared to her, to say nothing of her already exceptionally talented sisters.
Compared to her sisters, who radiated a gorgeous aura from head to toe, it was only natural that she went unnoticed.
This was not some fantasy of hers. Whenever the three sisters went out together, people looking for her elder or younger sister came in an endless stream. Hardly anyone approached because of her.
That was why, when they had still been strangers, Kitasan Black's enthusiastic and proactive approach had truly startled her.
She had once thought that perhaps this black haired girl, who was almost excessively cheerful and optimistic, had only approached her on a whim.
But ever since they had met, whenever they ran into each other on or off campus, the other girl had always been brimming with enthusiasm, taking the initiative to greet her.
And often, when she least expected it, Kitasan Black would call or text her to invite her out to play.
What was more,