"Nope." Fujiwara Reya pushed her away in irritation.
"Senpai, you're lying!" Kasahara Asuka moved closer again, her face showing a shy and innocent young girl's smile, "On the way here, you were all over me, yet you say you're not smitten?"
At this moment, something unpleasant was triggered in Hoshimi Rinko's memory, and she suddenly felt weak all over.
The fireball whooshed out, and she seemed to collapse, her whole body convulsing in tremors.
"Look, Senpai can't cope." Kasahara Asuka leaned in and asked feignedly, "Do you need me to lend you senpai to wipe off your sweat?"
Hoshimi Rinko took a deep breath: "No need!"
Kasahara Asuka, staring at her drenched in sweat, suddenly seemed enlightened, putting on an understanding and superior expression.
"Could it be that Senpai is jealous?"
"I'm telling you—"
"You've known senpai for so long, but after only three months, he and I have become closer than you are with him. It's understandable if you're jealous—"
