Cute little Ise Yu felt her cheeks warming and an inexplicable anxiety rising in her heart, which made it even harder for her to sleep, especially since she was already a bit hyped up from staying up late writing.
Could this be... the so-called feeling of love?
This pounding heart, the urge to see him, to talk to him, to be together all the time—is this the feeling of love?
[Confession? Please, Jin, don't do anything so foolish!] Hinata Rion exclaimed in shock: [Love is war, that's a classic saying!]
[The one who confesses first, is the loser!]
The daydreaming girl paused, typing with a strange expression: [But... I've basically never won against Shirakawa in anything...]
[That makes it even more crucial not to confess first. Confessing is a declaration of victory, not the start of a charge! You need to understand this.]
[I see... As a single person, Sister Yin sure knows a lot about this...]
[...]
[Suddenly, I don't want to help you anymore.]
