The very next day, I happen to bump into Makiri-sensei at a convenience store close to my home. As soon as I see her, I let out a surprised yelp, giving my presence away instantly.
“Oh!”
“Oh my! If it isn’t Tomoki-kun. Hello.”
“H-Hi there...” I manage to mumble.
The last time I saw her was when we were in the hot spring in our birthday suits, so I’m kind of having a hard time facing her right now. I never would"ve expected to bump into her only a few days later, much less have to try to strike up a normal conversation.
“Are you okay?” she asks. She must be feeling just as flustered as I am, but she sure as hell doesn’t show it—she looks just as calm and composed as always.
“Yeah, I’m doing fine. What about you?” I ask.
“I’m all right,” she says with a gloomy expression on her face.
