"Had Sakura ever taken off her glasses outside?" Hachiman asked.
"Huh?" Sakura did not understand why Hachiman had suddenly asked that.
But that meant she had never taken off her glasses and shown her true looks.
Then why was this clerk paying so much attention to Sakura?
Hachiman decided to test him.
"Welcome. How may I help you?"
The clerk had already taken the initiative to come over to the entrance. He grinned with a practiced business smile, but aside from his unremarkable looks, there was something unpleasantly greasy in his voice that made people uncomfortable.
Just like before, when he spoke, his gaze rested on Sakura.
"I... I..."
Sakura's body trembled even harder. The moment he spoke, she nearly collapsed.
"We're here to have a camera repaired."
Suzune Horikita, who had been pestered by Kushida all the way here, walked straight up and placed Sakura's black camera on the counter before taking a step back.
She was not afraid of people, nor was she introverted. She was simply not good at dealing with them.
Her personality also made Kushida complain that she was too rigid and formal.
And since they were here to get something done, naturally they would deal with it directly.
So when she saw that Sakura was somewhat frightened, she stepped in without hesitation.
"Hmm?"
Hachiman was about to walk over when he felt someone grab the back of his clothes.
Lowering his head in confusion, he saw Sakura looking at him with an expression as though she were about to cry, her small hand clutching the fabric at his back.
This was their first physical contact aside from talking.
But Hachiman did not think it was some blush-inducing gesture.
She was simply scared and instinctively seeking a sense of security.
In other words, between