“Karu-chan, what do you like the most about Marikana-chan? Let’s talk about love.”
Calcilast-sama’s face turned red. Is he flustered?
He coughed, “Ahem,” and sincerely said.
“Everything. From the top of her hair, to the tips of her feet… From personality to hobbies…”
Kanada-san grinned and gestured Calcilast-sama to lend her an ear.
“Eh? What? Haa, eeh! No, no way! Never!”
While watching them talk in whispers, I sipped coffee.
What in the world are they talking about, I wonder.
“Is Marikana… one of those fujoshi?”
I spurted coffee. W-W-W-What the heck!