Chapter 216: The First Day of the Cultural Festival Ends (2/2)

“…You’re good.”

Kido noted in amazement once she saw Amane working alongside Mahiru.

“No no, Mahiru’s a lot better than me. She’s somewhat my master, and I really didn’t know anything about this at first.”

“I didn’t expect this, Fujimiya-kun. I thought you would be more disciplined.”

“Amane-kun is reliable whenever he is not at home.”

Mahiru, who was removing and folding the dirtied tablecloths, joked so as she looked towards them.

Amane could only remain silent even as she hinted at how horrible he was at home. Facts were facts, but he really disliked being teased.

“Well, that’s how it is for a guy living alone.”

“But that was too much. I had no place to stand on when I entered.”

“…That’s how it is.”

“Really? Well, our Socchan’s not living alone, but his room is neat, you know? He said he keeps things packed up because I’m entering, and there’s nothing under the bed.”

“Don’t look for those things.”

A girlfriend looking for those things would be a bonechilling experience for any male. One had to hope that all girlfriends in the country would never try to rummage for such things.

Amane felt nothing of it, for he did not have any even if anyone was to look, but most would always have some personal possessions they were hiding.

“Ah, I’m not finding something actually. I’m just wondering if it actually happens. Like those scenes in manga.”

“You read too much manga.”

“Yeah. Socchan laughed at me and said that I got carried away…what about you, Fujimiya-kun?”

“I got nothing, and I don’t want to be suspected.”

“Ahaha.”

Kido burst out laughing, and Amane started to pity Kayano. Man, that was a tragedy… Mahiru in turn looked confused.

“What are you talking about?”

It seemed she did not hear fully as she was working. Amane tried his best to act natural given her curious look, and averted his eyes.

“Nothing really important.”

“Hm, Fujimiya-kun, you mean you don’t need them since you have Shiina-san?”

“Kido.”

Don’t say anything weird now, Amane endured the overflowing embarrassment as he glared at the leering Kido.

Kido’s grin grew bigger, but ultimately, Mahiru grew increasingly skeptical. Amane had enough, held Mahiru’s hand, and pulled her away from Kido.

“What were you talking about?”

“Nothing at all.”

“Your face seems to imply otherwise.”

“As I said, nothing at all.”