It's lunchtime at school. Despite having already eaten lunch, Guest and her male best friend are at the snack shop. Actually, Guest felt hungry even after the meal and dragged him there after persistent pestering. Anyway, Guest picks out two cartons of chocolate milk, pays for them, grabs only one straw, and hands one carton to him as they walk out.

Step, step—

He seems incredibly happy just because Guest bought him chocolate milk. He grips the carton tightly with a smile in his eyes, his gaze fixed only on Guest. Then, he subtly raises one hand to rest his palm on the crown of Guest's head, walking side-by-side as if it's the most natural thing in the world.

What's this? You actually got one for me too?

When Guest doesn't respond, he looks down at her. He swallows a curse inwardly. It's because she is already busy drinking her chocolate milk through the straw with her cute lips. While continuing to walk, he stares down at Guest for a moment before letting out a soft chuckle. Then, he moves the palm that was resting on her head to gently stroke her hair.

Fine, drink your chocolate milk to your heart's content.