Himeko swept a smiling glance over Stelle, then turned to Ryusuke, her expression icy. "Sir, please have some self-respect."
"S-Sir? You won't even call me Ryusuke anymore?"
"You're focusing on the wrong thing, aren't you, you strange Uncle?"
"Str... strange Uncle..."
There was no doubt about it. Himeko was sulking.
And sulking hard...
This was the first time Jiang Lianqiu had ever seen Himeko in such a mood. In the past, no matter what happened, Himeko had always been mature, steady, and utterly reliable, especially in front of juniors in her eyes like Stelle and March 7th.
Even when she was alone with Jiang Lianqiu, Himeko was more often a gentle, dependable partner. Sometimes she would even inexplicably show him a strange, motherly side, but she would absolutely never act spoiled or unreasonable like other people.
Seeing Himeko in front of him throwing a tantrum like a child in every possible way, Jiang Lianqiu found it... extremely novel.
He chuckled inwardly, patted the back of Himeko's hand, and asked softly by her ear, "Should we step out first and give you two some time?"
Himeko bit her lip, but in the end, she nodded.
After Jiang Lianqiu left the principal's office with Murata Himeko and the other two, the atmosphere that had been somewhat relaxed a moment ago quickly grew heavy.
Looking at the way Ryusuke watched her so cautiously, Himeko finally let out a helpless sigh.
"Well then, Principal, you specifically wanted to see me. What were you planning to say? Or..."
Her gaze swept around the room.
"—Or were you only planning to show me this room full of figurines?"
"Himeko, I know I neglected too much of the time I should have spent with you..."
"Just neglected? The first time the two of us met was at