Feeling that Youdao's eyes were always staring at him, Yoshizawa Seina turned his head.
The black-haired boy met her eyes, his eyes were as cold as ice, and his lips were pursed tightly, looking mean and cold. His face was pale, as if he would fall to the ground if someone touched him even slightly.
After briefly looking at each other for a few seconds, the young man looked down, seeming to glance at Ebisu and the tall Kuniya next to him.
He withdrew his gaze and turned around to leave.
Eh? Don't you want to come?
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