“This is unfair. Injustice. How did this happen?” Sumire muttered to herself as she meekly sat between Chii and me. Compared to the other times that I encountered the girl, she looked like a little animal as she tightly hugged her bag to prevent Chii from groping her again.
“Sumimin, stop sulking. Aren’t you like, happy that we’re reunited? I missed messing with—I missed you!”
“You don’t have to reword it! I heard it loud and clear, Chii-chan-senpai!”
“What might you be talking about? Is it bad to miss my precious junior?” While keeping a playful smile on her lips, Chii continuously poked Sumire’s puffed-up cheeks.
The fake gyaru was clearly enjoying messing with this junior of hers. Watching that exchange between the two girls, not just me, even the other passengers on the train were
