<h4>Chapter 460: Short Story 3 : Suzune Horikita’s SS - Unconscious Awakening</h4>
"IT''S NOT SOMETHING I can share. I want to keep certain things to myself."
Even though I was extremely interested in Ayanokōji-kun''s past, I definitely understood that probing further would be rude.
"You better take a break to calm down."
That was true. My throat was incredibly dry, and fatigue was starting to set in.
"Yes, you''re right..."
Following his advice, I picked up the cup of coffee I hadpletely forgotten.
The coffee I thought was still hot had cooled down much more than I had anticipated.
"It''s gotten cold."
"It''s gotten cold, hasn''t it?"
When I absentmindedly responded, Ayanokōji-kun said something simr.
"Don''t copy me."
"Please don''t copy me."
It displeased me, so I replied as such. Somehow, however, the same words coincidentally ovepped again.
At that moment, the ovepping of words, what I hadined about just a moment ago, seemed strangely funny.
I ended upughing.
He, before my eyes, also thought it seemed somehow funny andughed a little.
"Eh—?"
"What''s wrong?"
The expression on his face was the same as usual.
But the face he showed just before was, how do I put it, too fresh...
It made an unforgettable impression on my eyes.
I didn''t know how to respond to his inquisitive question.
I just conveyed what I saw as it was.
"No... that... I just... saw you smile a little..."
"Huh? So, what''s wrong with that?"
"It''s just that I feel like I''ve never seen that expression on your face in thest two years..."
"How rude. I''m not a baby who''s just learned to smile."
To smile, to express joy, was amon thing for someone to do. But the one in front of me wasn''t just a ''someone,'' it was Ayanokōji-kun.
These expressions seem out of ce for him, so...
"You''re right, it might''ve been a rare moment."
In response to my observation, Ayanokōji-kun pondered deeply for some reason.
"I wonder why I smiled. Would you know if you were the one who smiled?"
He wore a serious expression.
I couldn''t have imagined someone asking so seriously about such a trivial thing.
At that moment, a sense of wonder sprouted within me.
Unexpectedly overwhelmed by the urge to look away from his straightforward eyes and question, I felt the impulse to run away.
"I... I wouldn''t know either if you asked me with such a serious face."
So, I ran away. I had to follow my instincts and run away, listening to my impulse''smand.
"So, it''s not that something particrly funny happened, right?"
His persistent questioning continued. I had no choice but to forcefully end it.
"...As I said, I wouldn''t know even if you asked me. Because of your strange thinking, I feel like a fool forughing as well..."
I decided to go home after finishing my tasteless coffee. It tasted like water.
I didn''t know the reason, but I must have been ufortable.
There was no doubt about it.