“Relax, Itou. Have you been waiting? You should have messaged us.”
Facing Itou’s anger, I simply played it off by throwing another question at her. Although I wouldn’t mind telling her about that clubhouse for Himeko’s sake, there’s really no point in doing so when we haven’t even finished renovating it for our use.
“What?! Why will I message you?!” Still playing with her anger, the girls who weren't the target of her gaze giggled at what they were witnessing. On the other hand, Himeko went to my side. Most likely, she’s going to calm her sister down.
Well, I could’ve let her do that. However, Itou was unusually fixated on me.
“I said ‘us’. Not me. If you continue shouting, you’ll gather attention. Let’s go to that tree to talk.”
Not waiting for her to reply, we went to the shade of a
