With her mask pulled up to her lower eyelids, Mukiwa buried her small head so low her chin almost touched her collarbone, her eyes fixed intently on her delicate toes, which were wrapped in black tabi and constantly gripping the ground beneath her.
Although Mukiwa had pulled her mask high and tight over her face, it was almost pointless; a bright blush had already spread to her eye corners and forehead.
Even with the lower half of Mukiwa's face covered, Aoto, who was already quite familiar with her features, could automatically picture her face in his mind as he looked at her masked visage.
Even her eye corners and forehead were flushed... Aoto could well imagine how red the area beneath her eyelids must be right now.
At this moment, Aoto felt a slight touch of emotion.
