He'd only kicked her twice because he'd instinctively found her annoying.
But for one thing, this was Shimizu Akira's room, and for another, she wasn't wearing shoes. Thinking about it that way, from an objective point of view, her actions just now really did look like she'd been trying to seduce him.
"Shimizu Akira! You're interested in me!" Kamuro Masumi jumped to her feet and glared down at him.
"Yeah. Is there something wrong with that?" Shimizu Akira nodded calmly. "I'm a normal, healthy high school boy, and you're a beautiful girl. We're in the same private room right now, and you've rubbed your feet against me twice. Isn't it only natural that I'd be interested in you?"
It wasn't as if there was any reason to lie about it, was there?
If he was interested, then he was interested. He wasn't some nice-guy protagonist from another series!
Kamuro Masumi suddenly froze.
Only then did she belatedly realize that if a girl went this far and a boy remained unmoved, then either there was something wrong with him, or he was putting on an act.
Of course, he might really be a saint among saints, one in a million... But in her sixteen years of life, she'd never met anyone like that.
And this Shimizu Akira had just come out and said it so bluntly?!
Their conversation had been going pretty well until just a moment ago.
She'd made her usual snide remarks, and watching him get flustered had been amusing.
It had felt like teasing an idiot.
But now... he was looking at her like that?
I'm his friend, and you're actually having improper thoughts about me?
In a way, it was a compliment to her charms... but this was way too embarrassing!
Kamuro Masumi kept her expression composed,