"Whoa! Miss Granger, are you jealous?"
"D-don't be ridiculous. Y-you sit down and rest. I-I'll get the first-aid kit!"
The way Hermione hurried off looked rather like a panicked retreat!
The kitchen!
Luo Bin leaned against a kitchen cabinet, waiting for the water to boil. When Hermione ran in, panting, he asked, "Why aren't you in the living room looking after her?"
"Luo Bin, the expression you had when you handed Sophia—the girl in pink—that water, and how affectionate you were, reminded me so much of someone. Of..."
"Salasha—Tea—Fudgey!"
"Yes, exactly! You looked like you'd been cast from the same mold!"
"Oh, you noticed. I was imitating her on purpose!"
Toot, toot! Toot, toot!
The water in the pot was only a centimeter deep, so it boiled quickly. Luo Bin mixed equal parts cold and boiling water into a cup of warm water, then, under Hermione's astonished gaze, added a drop of colorless, transparent potion.
"Oh, right. Hermione, what did you come into the kitchen for?"
"To... to get the first-aid kit!"
Stunned by what her friend had done, Hermione answered blankly.
"Leave it for now. If Sophia asks, tell her you couldn't find it!"
"Oh, all right!"
Although she had no idea what her friend was planning, Hermione quietly closed the cabinet door without so much as glancing at the first-aid kit inside!
"...Really? That's amazing! Sophia, you're incredible! You actually exchange letters with the Chudley Cannons' manager? Oh, heavens, I'm counting on you for my ticket to their fan meet-and-greet!"
Ron held the girl in pink's hand as he spoke excitedly.
Sophia seemed to enjoy the young boy's adoration. Her smile grew wider, and, of course, her blush deepened too!
"N-no problem. Aitrance is an old friend of m—oh, of my father's. Never mind a ticket to a