Her suffering

Other people who hear these words may think Terashima is too possessive, but Soujiro saw it differently.

"Is that so? Then you'll be relieved to hear that the same goes for her."

Yuhi didn't get a chance to ask him anything, and Soujiro watches as a pair of dainty arms wrapped around Yuhi's waist within seconds. It was Sumire; she no longer wore the same clothes as earlier. No, her entire appearance had quite the glow.

She modified her clothes and even put on makeup. 

"Yuhi….did you come to see me?"

'I knew she would follow me out. Even though she has been in this strange mood since morning, her senses are still sharp.'

"Sumire." Yuhi seemed surprised. "I came to see Makoto there."

Soujiro rolled his eyes at those words. 'As if, after this, he would have snuck around and gone to find her.'

  "Jerk, even if it's a lie. You should still say you wanted to see me!"

"Aha. Did you miss me that much?"