"Even if the drawings were just there to pad it out, it still looked pretty perfunctory. And since it was an anonymous letter, shouldn't they have taken the opportunity to write down everything they wanted to say? Unless the writer simply couldn't make anything up—this was definitely a fake love letter with some other purpose!"
Suzuki Sonoko stroked her chin like a Detective and decisively delivered her verdict.
Then she could not help looking at Komatsu Hitoshi. "Come to think of it, you didn't even know who they were, yet you fell for them just from reading one letter. Your love came way too easily."
Komatsu Hitoshi snapped out of his pink bubble-filled haze and waved his hands repeatedly.
"No, no. I was happy to receive a love letter, and I did come to the appointment, but I wasn't planning to agree to date her—cough. It's a little embarrassing to say this, but I already have someone I like. Though for now, it's just unrequited love... Anyway, I came to the place mentioned in the letter today because I didn't want to leave someone who bravely confessed hanging. So I want to reject her and thank her face-to-face, to show my sincerity!"
Jiang Xia: "..." You were that delighted just from seeing a love letter... Hm? Wait, was it because Komatsu Hitoshi had truly never received a love letter before, so seeing one for the first time had made him so excited?
So people who had never received love letters experienced such drastic emotional changes when confessed to...
Jiang Xia silently made a note of this strange new piece of knowledge.
At the same time, an idea suddenly struck him: judging by Vodka's appearance, he did not seem like someone who often received love letters either.
If he anonymously sent