"Hurry up, hurry up!"
On the Tokyo street lined with restaurant signs, Hanpe Suji walked languidly behind Kitagawa Sakisa.
"Miss, don't rush. It's not even time for school to end."
Kitagawa Sakisa turned around, her summer black lace dress spinning with her movement, exuding a unique girlish charm.
Actually, as a young lady, Kitagawa Sakisa was quite good-looking.
It's just that her personality was sometimes rather arrogant.
Her outfit was rare on streets filled with ordinary citizens.
As a result, most passersby would glance at her from time to time.
"Hurry up, hurry up! Who knows, that pervert might already be waiting over there!" Kitagawa Sakisa pulled Hanpe's arm forcefully, running forward.
Hanpe Suji followed her helplessly, passing by one roadside tree after another:
"Don't worry, Miss, that guy is just a high school student, from your friend's school, and he won't come out before school ends."
