“Yoko-san, I apologize for this... It’s my fault that it took me this late to bring her home.”
Along with a sincere bow, that’s the first thing I said as soon as the tall, iron gate of the Fujii Mansion opened up to allow our entry.
As expected, Yoko-san was standing there, the same way that she did in the previous times. However, while her current expression couldn’t be any different from before, there was no denying the menacing aura around her. It felt like she was already beating me up inside her head for taking my precious time in sending Rae home.
On my side, the glasses girl was covering her mouth as she tried to hold back her laughter. I mean, the way we predicted this outcome was what Rae finds amusing. And after much deliberation while we were on the bus about what to do, apologizing right off the bat remained at the top.
Actually, when we sent a message to Yoko-san this morning, we included an exact time on when it would be. 8 o’clock.
So, why does she look mad?