Now she must be celebrating her victory in her heart. …You.
Then Yuika asked me.
“Do you want to know?”
“I’m curious.”
“Ask her to flirt with you.”
“How about rubbing my arm as much as you want?”
“Sure.”
I wasn’t sure, but it looked like we were negotiating.
As if to show that she was satisfied, Yuihana gave my arm two *munimunis*~.
“You know what? The way the junior wrote it, she wanted to get to know you better. But Onii-San only writes a few words. That’s why the other person might think that you don’t like her.”
It was true that the LINE from my kouhai was full of affection.
But my replies were not that bad.
I think the aesthetics of a man shine through in just a few letters.
“Isn’t that … cool?”
“‘Oh, I see. You’ve been letting your frontal lobe and hippocampus rot and use them as fertilizer for your fields. Yeah, yeah. Then it can’t be helped.” Yuika blunty said in an indifferent tone.
“Isn’t that a bit harsh?”
Seeing my expression of incomprehension, Yuika sighed in exasperation.
“I wonder why men have this image that brevity is cool.”
You say it like it’s wrong, but most guys think it’s cool.
However, Yuika was a high school girl.
She probably still didn’t understand the sense of style that adult men have.
What a waste.
However, the sensibility of the kouhais should be more like high school girls.
I guess it was best to ask Yuika for advice.
“… What should I do?”
“Just fuck her.” (T/N: LMAO)
“Hey, high school girl.”
“Just kidding.”
I wondered if there was something I could do about her distorted vocabulary.
She looked like a normal high school girl, so she would be more cute if she chose her words better. …
Yuika began to speak, holding up her index finger to indicate the order.
“Okay? Onii-San. You can invite your junior to lunch today. Of course, it’s on you.”
“I’d be happy to buy you a drink, but …… are you sure that’s what you want?”
“You know how they say that when you have dinner with someone, they are more likely to tell you their problems? If you listen to what they have to say, you’ll be more likable.”
“I see.”
“Also, it’s easier for you to talk to her over dinner, right?”
Yuika’s suggestion was right on target.
I had heard that negotiations would be more successful over a meal, even during work.
It was easier to open up to others.
Even if the conversation was interrupted, the content of the meal could restart the conversation again.
“I see. That sounds like something I could do. There’s a new ramen store that just opened nearby. It’s a perfect opportunity for me.”