Although it was a question of concern, her tone was utterly cold, giving off a sense of aloofness.
So, Miyako still reverted to her initial demeanor when facing outsiders…
Therefore, I'm no longer an outsider, am I?
Akira mentally estimated Miyako Shion's current favorability.
It seemed her initial favorability was indeed very high, and it hadn't dropped much because of the underwear incident.
"Yes, I'm fine… Mm…!"
Tomita Haruka was stunned.
It was her first time seeing such a beautiful girl in real life.
There were many beautiful girls at school, who dressed very well, were fashionable and trendy. Tomita Haruka had also thought about whether she should learn to dress like them, after all, the swimming club senior had also said that she had good natural looks and would definitely become even prettier if she dressed up.
But the girl in front of her didn't need to dress up at all; she was naturally so beautiful.
It seemed even the beautiful idol girls on TV weren't as pretty as the girl in front of her… lavish to an excessive degree.
Compared to her, she was simply a country bumpkin… A surge of inferiority made Tomita Haruka's expression appear somewhat unnatural.
And Miyako Shion had seen this kind of loss-of-confidence gaze too many times. She knew that simply by standing there, she had already dealt a blow to the girl in front of her, so she spoke up to remind Akira,
"Akira-kun, if we delay any longer, you might be late for school."
"Oh, right…"
"No, what's your rush? I'm the one who needs to go to school, not you, and in your current state, you can't run fast anyway."
However, Akira indeed had no intention of wasting any more time. After his morning run, he also needed to take Miyako to a nearby convenience store to buy daily necessities.
"Then, until next time, Tomita-san."
"Ah, yes… goodbye."
After bidding farewell to Tomita Haruka, who was still dazed, Akira prepared to turn back. It wasn't necessary to go all the way to the stone bridge every time.
Miyako also nodded at her, acknowledging her presence.
On the way back, Miyako followed behind Akira, and couldn't help but mutter, "Akira-kun… you're really popular."
Akira turned back, feeling puzzled. "Huh? This isn't popular, is it? She didn't specially come to see me; we just happen to see each other during our morning runs. Today was the first time we even exchanged names."
"Is that so?"
But looking at the girl's expression, Miyako had a feeling that she had definitely developed a good impression of Akira, and the favorability was not low.
And what annoyed her the most was that Akira kept glancing at that girl's chest!
Is it that good-looking?! It's just a bit big! A size bigger than hers… uh, two sizes… well, maybe three sizes…
Although Miyako didn't think hers was small, compared to that pair of massive breasts, hers seemed a bit dwarfed.
But! Bigger isn't always better! The shape is more important! Men who like big ones are too shallow!
Despite saying that, Miyako was still thinking about whether to use the money she saved to buy some milk to drink…
The bottle of milk she drank yesterday was great, very sweet, and she wanted to drink it again.
Akira-kun also said he wanted to try it… This shouldn't count as an unnecessary expense, right?
Miyako wasn't even aware that she had firmly remembered every word Akira said.
Akira had already become the man she cared about most.