I felt like her guess was more plausible than Feifei's guess that her brother had someone he liked.
"No!"
The young man cried out softly.
He was a little helpless.
What kind of guesses was the girl with bobbed hair making?
Either he was dating someone or he'd gotten into trouble...
Neither of those things suited him.
"Neither?"
The girl with bobbed hair was surprised.
"Then what is it?"
For him to find it so hard to bring up...
It was either because he felt embarrassed or because he was ashamed...
What else could it be...
That fit one of those two conditions...
"Stop making wild guesses."
The young man didn't dare let her imagination run wild.
"You won't guess it."
"I won't guess it?"
The girl with bobbed hair grew even more curious.
And a little unconvinced.
How could she not guess?
But...
"You're not telling me anything..."
"How am I supposed to guess?"
"Nobody could guess."
"If you want me to guess..."
"You have to give me some clues..."
The girl with bobbed hair sounded a little indignant.
The young man opened his mouth.
"...I didn't ask you to guess."
When had this turned into a guessing game?
How had he not noticed?
Huh?
The girl with bobbed hair froze.
"If you don't want me to guess..."
"Why are you hesitating and refusing to tell me?"
The young man: ...
What did she mean, he was hesitating and refusing to tell her?
"I'm trying to figure out how to put it."
The young man defended himself.
"I haven't figured out how to tell you."
The girl with bobbed hair rolled her eyes.
"You hadn't figured it out yesterday?"
"I gave you time just now, too."
"I've almost finished my dessert..."