He put a hand to his forehead and groaned, “Hmm.”
Calcilast-sama looked like he took damage. Like in a game.
“By the way, what do you like about Karu-chan, Marikana-chan?”
I blinked my eyes and carefully pondered about that.
“He’s handsome, and a good person… and he’s gentle…”
“What, what, going about your sweetheart? What a hopeless couple.”
Kanada-sama smiled with satisfaction. Is it just imagination that it felt like a parent watching over her children?
“Karu-chan, I want to eat potato chips. Buy them for me.”
“Haa! Why should I! I don’t want to. Why do I have to run errands for you…”