"..."
Staying silent, I simply raised my shoulders, bumping them into the bottom of her chin and sending her staggering back.
If it weren't for her spilling everything I had done during the practical, Mira wouldn't have asked me all those questions earlier.
Dramatically stumbling backward, as if she had just been stabbed by a sword, Sage raised her hand horizontally over her head and said.
"Oh no, the great Jett is ignoring me...what shall I ever do!?"
"..."
Using every last bit of my strength, I kept my expression neutral and continued looking forward.
However, she just didn't stop.
"Resting her hand over her forehead and leaning backward, she gazed at my back and yelled, as if she were acting in the play.
"AHHHHH! T-the pain of unrequited love."
My neutral and angry expression immediately broke as I spit out whatever salvia was in my mouth right into the air and stumbled backward.
