Milk (viii)
Hm?
Is this what it felt like to have an escort?
I strangely found myself thinking.
"Asami."
A low voice whispered then.
I looked up.
"Hm? What is it?"
"Ah-"
His face turned sheepish when he saw me staring.
It looked as if he hadn't expected a response.
I see now...
Maybe he felt embarrassed
because I caught him talking to himself?
"I was just wondering...
...may I call you that?"
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