Shirakawa Sawahei leaned against the car door, looking down at his phone. The screen showed a reply from two minutes ago, as concise and efficient as the sender.
[Two more minutes.]
He looked up to see the Evil Little Arrogant walking over briskly; the timing was perfect. Shirakawa Sawahei put away his phone, slightly speechless, and said, "Miss Hayakawa, did you run over with a stopwatch?"
"I don't have time for such boring things."
"Rather, you… Mr. Shirakawa, were you planning on timing me just to blame me for being late?"
"Blaming you doesn't sound that fun. Mainly, I wanted to make Miss Hayakawa feel a little guilty, so you wouldn't be so bossy when talking to your boyfriend."
"Should I be gentler in the future?"
Shirakawa Sawahei thought for a moment and replied, "Better not; I kind of like you this way."
Hayakawa Kashi pursed her lips, seemingly in a better mood, reaching out her slender, fair hand: "Since Mr. Shirakawa is so clever, today you can hold my hand."
