“I just gave you the push you needed,” Naoya told her. “From now on, you’re gonna be the one who makes friends.”
“Friends, huh? I don’t know if I really can do it, though...” she whispered hesitantly.
“Don’t worry, don’t worry. You don’t really need to do anything in particular, you know. Just be yourself.”
“Be myself? What kind of stuff should I do?” she asked.
“Like, uh...” he fumbled. It wasn’t like Naoya was drowning in friends himself—he wasn’t exactly an expert on the subject. “You could go to school together, eat together, go home together...”
“That sounds like some high level friend-ing... Sasahara? What’s wrong?” Koyuki asked while she tilted her head to the side in puzzlement.
Naoya had realized that he was basically describing what he and Koyuki had started doing today. Me
