She fell silent.
Perhaps I had touched a nerve.
Feeling strangely guilty about it,
I cleared my throat in order to ease the growing tension in the atmosphere."Ahem. Let me start over."
Standing up from my seat,
I walked over to Ichinomiya Megumi."I'm Yamasato Kaito,
pleasure to meet you."I put on my most charming smile
as I held a hand out to her.Smooth as butter, Kaito...
I could see a little hesitation
in her eyes."Yamasato...Kaito."
She repeated the words softly,
as her tiny hand gripped mine.After that heated exchange from before,
it took me a little aback
to see her become so meek all of a sudden.How do I put it...
that's...kind of cute.
My cheeks naturally heated up,
and I wanted to slap myself for it.Damn it! She's just saying my name...
Granted,
I am THE GREAT YAMASATO KAITO,
and my name is equally great..."Then..."
She started once again.
"Hm?"
"Since your last name is Yamasato
and your first name is Kaito...Can I call you 'YamaKai?"
My quickening heartbeats
were instantly tamed.That was...
the most uncool use of my name I've ever heard.
"Um..."
I wanted to tell her that there was no chance
THE GREAT YAMASATO KAITO
would accept such a nickname,
but unconsciously,
I gave in to her tempting brown eyes."Sure.
It sounds...nice."
This time,
I slapped my own forehead.Unbelievable, Kaito...
How could you betray yourself?She chuckled.
"I was kidding,
Buffoon."
With a sense of dread,
I observed her expression.She was sticking her tongue at me triumphantly.
"What a simpleton you are."
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