Aoto now embraced the shadow from behind, chest tightly pressed against its back.
When the shadow freed one hand to pull down the scarf and looked up at Aoto, the first thing Aoto saw was a pair of watery, bright eyes.
Long eyelashes like velvet, and eyes with a clear contrast of black and white.
Below these beautiful large eyes was an exquisite nose, rosy and full lips, with fair skin that seemed so touchable, with a sense of elasticity…
This was a face that was quite familiar and adorable to Aoto.
In the next instant after seeing this face, a shocked Aoto involuntarily called out, "Mukiwa... Miss...?"
It was Mukiwa.
The shadow that suddenly dropped from the ceiling behind Aoto was none other than Mukiwa, whom he had coincidentally encountered on his way home yesterday.
Aoto was utterly astonished, wondering, "How could Miss Mukiwa show up here at this time?"
Yet immediately, within barely two breaths, Aoto's emotions were replaced by a new wave of shock.
