Afternoon.
Horikita was leisurely sitting at the table, casually flipping through a book in her hand.
However, from her occasionally shifting gaze, it was clear that her attention was not entirely on reading.
The slight snoring coming from her abdomen would pull Horikita back to reality every time she tried to immerse herself in the beautiful scenery described in Snow Country.
Despite this, Horikita remained unbothered.
From time to time, she would pinch Amane's rosy cheeks.
She wondered what kind of beautiful dream Amane was having, and if her own figure appeared in it.
Finally, the faint snoring disappeared without a trace. Amane, half-asleep, hugged Horikita's waist and rubbed against her for a long time before slowly waking up.
"Is it time to eat?"
Originally, I thought Amane would be like the cute girls in the romance anime I watch, waking up and saying something like, 'Suzune, kissy-kissy,' in a spoiled tone.
But who knew that when Amane opened her eyes, she actually asked if it was time to eat?
This made Horikita unable to resist lightly flicking Amane's little head with her fingertip.
"It's only three in the afternoon, it's still too early for dinner. Seriously, you slept for so long, my legs have gone numb."
Horikita frowned slightly and rubbed her thighs.
Only then did Amane realize she had accidentally fallen asleep on Horikita's lap, no wonder the pillow felt so elastic in her dream.
"I didn't do it on purpose, Suzune is the best."
Amane said, then rolled across the floor in a series of tumbles to get off Horikita's lap.
However, this one action made Horikita quite angry.
"Amane! How many times have I told you not to roll around on the floor?"
"I know!" Amane said dismissively, then rolled directly from the floor onto the bed.
Horikita's blood pressure instantly spiked.
Ignoring her numb legs, she immediately got up and pulled Amane off the bed.
"After rolling on the floor, you're not allowed on the bed!!!"
Horikita said, throwing Amane onto the small mattress next to them with a look of disgust.
While shopping, Horikita had specifically bought a small mattress and transformed it into a cozy nook where Amane could lie on the floor and play games, a dream of hers.
"Suzune, you look so cute when you're angry."
"Stop being so glib, I'm not falling for that."
After spending more time together, Horikita Suzune gradually developed an immunity to Amane's sweet talk.
Just as Amane was pitifully brushing off non-existent dust from her body, her phone chimed with a notification.
Horikita picked up Amane's phone, resisting the urge to open and check it, and tossed it to Amane.
"You have a message."
"Huh? It's a rare day off, I hope it's not trouble."
If people used to ask Amane out on weekends, after the previous expulsion incident, the number of people looking for Amane had become few and far between.
Some people who wanted to get close to Amane suddenly didn't know who to ask to subtly invite Amane out, and the avenues to increase their favorability with Amane by inviting her out were blocked.
What?
Horikita Suzune?
The number of people rejected by Horikita Suzune was countless.
To try and ask Amane out right in front of her, was their head flattened by a bullet train?
Just as Horikita Suzune was dominating the outside world, protecting Amane's rare day off, she didn't expect to have her own home infiltrated.
"Someone wants to meet me, it seems to be someone from another class."
Horikita instantly came in front of Amane and snatched Amane's phone.
The sender's name was Kano.
By searching the name Kano in the school system on the phone, one could confirm this person's class and contact information.
So, should she sharpen her knife first, or make a threatening call first?
Just as Horikita Suzune was quickly thinking of ways to deal with the uninvited guest, Amane picked up the phone that had been thrown aside and replied, "Okay."
"Why did you agree!!!"
Horikita's sudden question startled Amane so much that her cowlick jumped.
"Whoa, Suzune, why are you so loud? You scared me. She just wants to meet me, and it's not like I have anything else to do, so what's the harm in meeting? Besides, the meeting place is not far from the shopping center, and there are many surveillance cameras there, so no need to be scared. I'm very careful, you know."
Amane proudly puffed out her chest, looking as if she was waiting for Horikita to praise her for her meticulous thinking.
But at this moment, Horikita wished she could just hit her with a stick and send her back to sleep.
"I'm not worried about your safety..."
Amane's safety? Instead of worrying about Amane's safety, Horikita felt it was more necessary to worry about the other party's safety first.
Amane's punch, even a boy probably couldn't withstand it.
Horikita was worried that this idiot would be led astray.
"Then what is it? The other person seems to be a girl, so isn't that even safer?"
Amane's cheerful tone made Horikita's face darken.
It was actually a girl who invited Amane out.
"Wow, there's even a photo! She looks so kawaii~"
Amane happily shared with Horikita a photo of a very cute girl from the other person's avatar.
"Who knows if that's her actual photo."
Looking at the cute pink-haired photo, Horikita Suzune expressed her dissatisfaction with some doubt.
"That's true, but doesn't that make it even more exciting?"
Amane excitedly ran to the bathroom to wash up, intending to leave a good impression on the potentially cute girl.
Horikita Suzune, on the other hand, stared intently at that photo.
"Should I try dyeing my hair too?"
...After agreeing with Horikita to return for dinner in the evening, Amane picked up her small wallet and skipped off to her appointment.
About three minutes later, Horikita Suzune, bundled up tightly, secretly followed behind Amane, intending to get a glimpse of the other party.
And also to see which clueless person was trying to poach her.
After Amane arrived at the designated location, she found a bench and sat down.
Since there was nowhere to hide nearby, Horikita had to walk into a nearby clothing store, pretending to shop for clothes.
In reality, she was secretly observing Amane's movements on the bench through the clothing store's glass window.
Not long after, a pink-haired girl, somewhat bashfully, followed behind Nagumo and passed in front of Amane.
Amane, however, had activated her automatic blocking function.
When Nagumo Miyabi passed in front of Amane with her head held high and chest puffed out, Amane maintained a smiling expression, remaining motionless as Nagumo Miyabi passed by her.
Nagumo Miyabi, who had originally expected Amane to greet him, realized something was off after passing her. He actually backed up and walked past Amane again.
But Amane still watched straight ahead with a smile, completely unmoved.
"Hey, hey, there's a limit to pretending you don't see me."
Unable to stand being ignored, Nagumo tossed his golden hair.
"Oh, isn't that Vice President Nangong? Goodbye."
Amane picked up her small wallet and was about to slip away.
"You come back here! The person you're waiting for is me. I sent you the message from Miyako-san's phone."
Nagumo Miyabi sighed helplessly.
"Vice President Nangong... are you sick? You called me out of an air-conditioned room in forty-degree weather just to mess with me? This is a phone scam, be careful or I'll call the police and have you arrested, you idiot!!!"
Crunch, crunch.
Amane began to stretch her wrists.
Even if the security department came, they'd probably arrest you first, right?
Nagumo Miyabi glanced at the girl beside him.
There were outsiders watching him. If Amane really punched him to the ground, his lifelong reputation as Nagumo Miyabi would be ruined.
"I'm sick? Please, Miyako-san, look at your phone. I sent so many friend requests, and you didn't accept a single one. How come when I switched to a girl's phone and sent a friend request, you immediately accepted it?"
Nagumo Miyabi accused with some resentment.
He, Nagumo Miyabi, had never been rejected by a girl for a friend request.
"Huh? Why would I add you? Limited friend slots are naturally prioritized for cute girls."
...Nagumo Miyabi's mouth twitched. He wished he could punch Amane, who was looking at him with a disgusted expression.
However, his last bit of sanity stopped him from such a self-defeating action in time.
"Let's get to the point. The school has authorized me to organize the special exam during the summer vacation..."
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