She cared about him.
She liked him.
Yukino felt her cheeks grow warm.
"Only an idiot would date you."
Her own words from earlier echoed in her mind.
For lunch, the two of them had spicy dry pot.
Fushimi Makoto had loved spicy food even before he crossed over, but to accommodate Yukino, he deliberately kept the heat down.
After they finished eating, Yukino got ready to leave.
She had a group activity that afternoon, so she needed to go home and shower.
The spicy dry pot had tasted great, but for a girl with hair down to her waist like hers, even one meal could leave a faint smell in her hair.
As a girl who liked to keep clean, she naturally couldn't stand smelling of food.
"How about I walk you home? I've got nothing else to do," Fushimi Makoto said as he walked Yukino downstairs.
"No need."
Yukino refused.
It wasn't far, and if she let him walk her home, who knew? He might end up following her upstairs to sit for a while.
She'd already lost her first kiss to him today, and judging by his expression, he still had plenty of firepower he hadn't shown her.
If she really let him come in, it could easily turn into something more.
So Yukino had made up her mind.
She'd go home, shower, get herself in the right frame of mind, and focus on the afternoon's work.
As for the first kiss he'd stolen from her...
She'd let it go for now...
But as the saying went, the best-laid plans never survived a change of circumstances.
Yukino had barely made it back to her front door when she spotted a woman with a neat short haircut and a charming smile waving at her. "Surprised?"
It was her