The leader was looking at them.
A chilling suspicion suddenly arose in her heart, forcing her to look back at Yan Lanyu and her senior brother.
But she didn't.
She wasn't even sure whether all the secret peeks she thought she had had had fallen into the eyes of that shrewd and terrifying man.
Matsushima Yuko's neck was stiff and her eyes were frozen, but the sound of wine pouring into the cup behind her was extremely clear. It seemed like a long time passed before she felt the voice stop and the soft corner of the boy's yukata brush past her side.
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