"I can't stand being siblings with Shu-chan" I joked, referring to his son, who's been my childhood friend since who knows when.
He chuckled, ruffling my hair for a moment, "my wife says you should come by for dinner sometimes. Oh, and... I hope you learn a lot from that octopus".
I nodded politely.
"It's thanks to you that I met this class".
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As we were finally dismissed for the day, I tagged along beside Karma, wanting to mess with him for awhile.
As much as I hated to admit it, a part of me really did miss him.
"Can I come over to your place? I got a lot of new games Hiyori-san bought me" I asked the redhead, who's been drinking a pack of strawberry milk.
"I don't see why it has to be at my place, though~" he told me.
"Karma" I looked at him before deadpanning, "Do you actually think I have good food at my place?".
"Ah, so I'm just your source of food, huh? I'm hurt Iroha-chan~" he feigned hurt while I crossed my arms.
"But I've been eating junk these days. And I'm reeeaaally sick of convenience store bentos" I complained, dragging the vowel to emphasize my point.
"You sound like a kid.~" He teased, "Well, not that your height's far from it".
"Why you---" I felt a vein pop.
"Seriously speaking, though, Iroha-chan~" he looked at me. "You shouldn't be so willing to hang out with a guy behind closed doors. Do you remember what happened last time?".
Damn you Bakabane, I'm trying to put it past us!, I mentally screamed, feeling my face heat up.
"Eh? What's this? You're not running away?~" he asked.
"I won't fall for your tricks twice!" I stuck my tongue out.
"Fine, fine~".
"But you know, Karma. If you do such things, the girl you like won't take you seriously" I warned him, trying to keep a nonchalant vibe.
"Do you seriously think, I'd do that to just anybody?" he argued.
Karma raised his voice for the first time.
"Like I said, Iroha-chan, you need some awareness.~" he said, reverting to his usual demeanor. "If I attack you again, what would it be this time---".
"If it's you then it's fine" I cut him off, surprising even myself.
"H-ha? Can you hear what your saying?~" Karma looked at me as if I finally lost it.
"I-I trust that you won't do those things... Or I want to (trust you), at least" I looked down at the side walk, trying to avoid his eyes.
"Are you that dense?" He asked me. "I like you--- I already kissed you once... I can't control myself when were together. If I'm alone with I could do even more things---".
I felt my heart rate go up, and my face get even warmer.
"Damn" I heard him curse, with a face that was, more or less, as red as mine.
"I-If it's you then it's fine!" I repeated, stammering as I said it.
"Like I said, Iroha---"
"I-I like you, you dipshit----" I cut him off.
"Ah shit, it slipped" I covered my mouth when I realized it, but after awhile, I decided to carry on with it, "I mean--- I totally get that you're a cheeky bastard and a jerk, and you love to get on my nerves---"
"What kind of compliment is that?~" Karma but in teasing me like he usually did.
God, my face must've been a comparison to his hair.
"Don't interrupt me!" I scolded, stammering along the way, "A-anyways, even so, with all the things you've done, d-do you honestly think that after everything I wouldn't end up liking you?".
"You're unbelievable" he mutters and heaves a sigh, pulling my arm as he dragged me into an embrace.
I couldn't speak. If anything, it sounded like my heart was going to explode. His touch burned through my skin.
That's it.
I'm definitely sick.
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