"Mr. Hijikata...!"
The girl in the kendo uniform, who a moment ago exuded an aura of "women not conceding to men," instantly transformed into a young girl the moment Hijikata pinned the peach blossom behind her ear.
With a shy face, she became the third girl tonight to throw herself into Hijikata's arms.
And Hijikata warmly embraced her—just as he had done with the previous two girls.
By the window, Aoto was now dumbfounded...
"...How many partners does Mr. Hijikata actually have?" he couldn't help but ask Chokata beside him.
Chokata remained silent for a moment, then answered:
"...I don't know. I'm also not sure how many girls Mr. Hijikata has ambiguous relations with."
"From time to time, there's a new girl I've never seen before—like the girl in the kendo uniform now hugging Mr. Hijikata, she's someone I've met for the first time."
"Doesn't he worry that one day these girls will discover what he's been doing?"
The one asking this question wasn't Aoto.
It was Saito.
