❝ You saw the weather forecast, didn’t you? Couldn’t you have decided on a cooler day? ❞
There’s tinges of annoyance in her voice, though, one could argue the emotion is directed at both of them. While she isn’t a social butterfly, Honoka is polite enough to actually attend a meeting when someone calls her out ( even if unwilling ). With how the sun beats down on them, it’s definitely an aspect of herself that she finds to be a nuisance. She saw the weather forecast as well, and yet here she stands, face to face with the boy and sweat upon her brow.
At least her clothes are light, despite their modesty.
With a sigh, her body is turning, only pausing in its step forward so she could lock gazes with the taller and gesture with her head to start moving. “You wanted to have my recommendations on books so, hurry up— I want to get out of the sun as quickly as possible.”
“But does it really matter, Honoka-chan? It looks like you’re being cold again! Does that cool you down?” Yuta teases lightly, resting his eyes as he lets out a small chuckle. Obscuring his smile with his hand, he looks at his companion for a day with mirth warming them both (the opposite of what they want, but whatever).
He is still startled by the fact that he somehow became hooked onto shoujo manga after reading the one Maki created with Ruru. Although he finds the storyline utterly tasteless, he feels like he might be able to understand Maki better if he gets into this type of stuff. Plus, it’ll make him aware of what romantic desires a girl wants, right? Maybe the answer to her ideal may lay in these books, no matter how silly they are. (Well, he does have to admit that he enjoys them... just a little bit!)
“I’m right behind you, don’t worry,” he hums idly as he turns to follow her. Finding that he is sweating on his own, he begins to feel extremely hot in his own skin. However, he is reluctant to strip off some of his clothes because that is just improper, right? He doesn’t understand how some men can display their chest so easily-- isn’t that embarrassing? Then again, they probably lack those ugly stretch marks. “I guess it’s best we hurry... it’s hot...”
Stopping right in front of the bookstore, he glances over to Maki for a second. “Also, I have another request. Don’t tell anyone else about this... it’s pretty stupid for a guy to be interested in this kind of stuff. So it’ll be our secret, okay?”
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