Being Illogical

Nearby their school was a small beach. Or rather, it was directly opposite. Yuhi suggested that they go there to relax.

Once they arrived at the beach, Sumire took her shoes off and walked towards the ocean. She let the coolness of the sea brush against her feet. "This feels great! Yuhi, you should also ----"

Her sentence fell short when she felt the black hair boy grab hold of her hand.

'Such a warm hand despite a black flame."

"…Ah, I didn't know you were bold…that's quite an unpleasant thought." She changed her words halfway when she saw the look in his eyes.

Why does he look so serious? Did she do something wrong?

"Sumire, are you hiding something from me?"

He is direct, huh? But she supposed that was one of his rather good quality traits.

"Hey, aren't you going to let go of my hand? If people see us like this, they will misunderstand. It's not too far from school, and I know people pass by this way." Sumire did not reply to his question and said something else.