Even after half a minute has passed, Fuyu remained her hold on me. Although, her expression somehow returned to normal as she silently waited for me, it just added to the vagueness of her question.
Not having any idea how to answer her doesn’t mean I don’t have to. We’ll be stuck in this situation otherwise.
That’s why I have to come up with an answer, even if it’s not what she’s expecting.
I stared straight into her eyes, took a deep breath, and curled my fingers to also lock her hand in my grasp.
Fuyu had a minimal reaction to that as though she expected me to do the same. From our conversation last night, she claimed that she’s already aware of my personality or anything related to it. That must be why she appeared brave this time.
Still, it didn’t truly explain what she was pointing at with her question. My guess was unproven and no one else could explain that except for her.
“Actually, I’m lost, Yuuki-san. Stop being ‘what’ exactly? Am I being a bother to you?”