“Huh!?”
Tatsumi almost dropped his chopsticks at the conclusion she suddenly questioned him about. He was shocked by the question, but even more shocked when Kusamakura crossed his mind. He may not have actually been all that indifferent about things. Perhaps because Tatsumi’s reaction was unexpected, the other two raised their voices.
“Ooh?”
“Eh, you really have one? What’s she like?”
Her voice was close, so Ichikawa must have brought her face closer. Tatsumi frantically shook his head.
“N-N-No. I don’t have a lover or anything&h.e.l.lip;&h.e.l.lip;”
“Then, is it a one-sided love, Konno-san?”
“A-A one-sided love&h.e.l.lip;&h.e.l.lip;no. Of course, it’s not mutual love either.”
Since he wasn’t aware of that sort of thing up until now, it was neither a one-sided love, or a mutual love. Even so, why did his face heat up? The other person was a man, and he was a man. Even though he was saying he never thought about it that way, why did he think of him at the word “lover”. However, when he thought back on himself crying in the bathroom, and unconsciously pressed his hand against his mouth, he heard a teasing voice.
“You’re totally red.”
“It’s fine, isn’t it, you can tell us&h.e.l.lip;&h.e.l.lip;!”