Ayase Origami was silent for a moment and then shook her head.
"Obviously, it was the little cat who stuck to me," she whispered.
"How could it be? It was clearly you who were so forward," Xia Pingzhou said calmly.
The kimono girl thought for a moment, then asked, "What does 'forward' mean?"
"Someone like Lan Duoduo is 'forward'.
"Oh, I'm only forward with you."
"Really? Then how did you get to know Jack?"
"She's forward."
"Is she that forward? Don't just use a word because you've learned it," Xia Pingzhou mused, "but in a way, she is indeed forward—anyone who looks at her one more time seems to turn into an open-hearted friend. How is that not being forward?"
At this moment, the school uniform girl was hugging her scabbard, leaning against a lamppost, resting with her eyes closed. Hearing the two's conversation, she spoke coldly without turning her head:
"Do you want to die?"
