"What are you doing?"
"Uh... I bought a charcoal grill, planning to have a barbecue at home today."
"Don't know how to start a fire, right?"
"...No, not really. It's just my first time using it, not familiar..."
"Got it." Fujiwara Reya glanced into the kitchen and doused the charcoal grill with water.
Yukino Ritsuko washed her face and hands at the sink, then dried her face with a paper towel.
It was probably then that she realized how awkward she had been earlier, the more she wiped her cheeks, the hotter they felt, her wrists even trembled slightly. After cleaning up the mess in the kitchen, as they headed back to the second floor, Yukino Ritsuko idly struck up a conversation: "Did Mr. Fujiwara come back to Tokyo this morning?"
"Yes, just arrived in Tokyo." Fujiwara Reya climbed the stairs, "Originally planned to visit the shrine first, but thought it has been a while since I saw Miss Yukino, so I came here first."
Hearing him say "came back," Yukino Ritsuko was very happy.
