Sumire did not know if she relaxed or not. But, she did know that it made her feel hungry. Earlier she did not have time to prepare lunch, so she ended up heading to the cafeteria.
She usually disliked going to this place alone, but considering how Yuhi fell asleep, she had no choice. After doing something like that, how dare he fall asleep?
She ordered a simple lunch set and found a quiet spot in the cafeteria. Thankfully, the majority of students were still in class, so hardly anybody was around.
Sumire wonders if Yuhi actually wanted to continue. Despite his claim that they were only flirting, she felt that there was something wrong.
When it comes to Yuhi, she ends up having such complicated thoughts. There is no doubt, however, that she wants to be with him.
Yuhi is far too sly.
Sumire had always made that comment when they were younger, no even longer back when they were fighting side by side each other. But recently, that word always comes to mind. He is too sly..saying that he loves her before they do it or right afterward. No matter how many times she hears it, her heart feels like it's about to burst out of her chest.
So sly, saying words like that - even if she doesn't want to, she will be dragged into his pace just like that. The brunette felt her cheeks burn up; it's embarrassing. She is already seventeen years old, and yet such a thing still makes her feel embarrassed. Just hearing the words 'I love you' from Yuhi makes her heart, beat.
He says it a lot these days, or rather she can't even remember a day now where he doesn't say it. Of course, they don't meet every day, and yet even when he's not with her, on text, or on the phone, he… The brunette shook her head, now is not the time to be thinking of such things
Her thoughts broke off when somebody sat across her.
"Nakara-sensei."
"Atsuro says he will see you soon."
A deep sigh crosses her lips. "Did you have to remind me?"
Shin sighed and extended his hand out to show her his phone.
On the screen, it was a simple message from Atsuro.
From: Atsuro
I will be coming for Sumire.
Coming for her, huh? Sumire played with the straw of her drink. "I am not anybody's property."
"You know what he means."
"Telling me he likes me like this is unreasonable," Sumire exclaimed. Though she suspected something before, to think it became a reality.
Atsuro always treated her with kindness but a different type of kindness. She noticed how he liked getting close to her and would touch her with no restraint. Since he was the main doctor in the underworld organization, they interacted a lot. Due to her poor health, she often had to see him.
"Do you expect him to tell you?"
"I prefer direct men."
"That explains why she likes me." A voice from behind her said.
Sumire turned to see Yuhi. He looked like he was still half asleep judging from his half-closed eyes. He took a seat beside her and slumped his head on her shoulders. "You should have stayed there?"
"I will pass; you're not there."
Just five words, and yet Sumire felt her heart skip a beat.
Shin observed them and nodded. "I see, so this is what you mean by direct."
Gah--
Yuhi nodded. "Yeah, this is why Sumire loves me and not Atsuro."
Her sweat fell when she sensed his bitter tone. Well, she does understand why he would be mad. "Atsuro may like me, but even if he tells me now, it does not matter." She trailed off and nodded. "The one I like is you."
"Just like, huh." Yuhi sighed. "I guess that is fine for now." He lifted his head from her shoulder and then extended his hand out towards out.
Sumire looked at him puzzled, and before she could say anything, she felt a sharp pain on her forehead. Yuhi had flicked her forehead with his fingers.
"That hurt!" Sumire exclaimed.
"Of course it did. But you needed to be punished."
At that comment, her eyes widened, and she puffed her cheeks into a pout. She folded her arms across her chest. Is he still brooding? What a petty person. Besides, Yuhi knows how difficult it is for me right now.
The reason Terashima Yuhi flicked her head was because she left him. Yuhi should understand that she cannot sleep beside him for long.
There are occasions where she can wake up in his arms, but only rarely. Most of the time, she stands up in the middle of the night and sleeps on the couch. Yuhi isn't happy whenever she does that, but what can she do?
She still has some doubts about this relationship. Sumire picked up her fork to cut the meat, but Yuhi swiftly took it from her and started to cut. He put the piece of cut meat onto her plate and picked some food out of his tray. Sumire watched him do this for a few minutes before she realized something.
How does he know my favorite dishes?
Now that she thought of it since she started living with him. Sumire has noticed how Yuhi seems to prepare all her meals for her. He knows what type of clothes she likes too… "Yuhi-san, did you stalk me during the time we didn't meet?" Otherwise, why else would he know her likes and dislikes so well?"
At that comment, Yuhi raised his eyebrows. "Stalking sounds so vulgar. I prefer the word observation."
So he did? Sumire sighed. "You should have just appeared before me then."
What use is there following her around and learning these things? She would have preferred it if he spoke to her.
"You know, I did appear before you a couple of times. But you were really slow and didn't realize it was me."
Did he? Sumire traced her memories for an event, but nothing came to mind. Yuhi is not the type of person who would lie, though.
