@firexflower — continued from here ;;
Of course, he’s well aware that it couldn’t be helped they were perhaps heading the same direction, to the point where as far as anyone else is concerned, it might look as though they were walking home together... still, would it be a jerk-ish move for him to not accompany her until she reached her front doorstep?
Truth be told, Akira never exactly fancied himself a gentleman like Seiji apparently was, but Tsubaki was admittedly easy on the eyes... at the same time, though, he didn’t want others getting the wrong idea about him, just because he ended up doing something nice for a gyaru girl he barely knew.
“...I was only wondering whether or not you would possibly give me shit for not walking you home the rest of the way. I mean, your place is kinda close, right? Besides, you are dressed... like that. How the hell should I know you wouldn’t raise a fuss about me suddenly leaving you behind to fend for yourself?” Akira finally reasons. Honestly, in his experience, girls were either annoying or baffling. No matter how indifferently he tries to act towards them, it somehow manages to almost always bite him in the ass, because he’ll either develop a soft spot for them or find himself at their mercy.
Well, regardless, he’ll soon bring himself to stare blankly at Tsubaki when next she calls him attractive. “You think so? Well, for what it’s worth, you’re not too bad looking yourself, Ootani... and if I came off as a hard-ass, my bad.”