Teasing an older sister

“Kagura-san, how long are we going to stare at each other?”

I couldn’t help but raise that after five minutes of not hearing anything from the woman who asked me to sit down.

We were at their dining table with only a dim light illuminating the area.

Somehow, it felt like I was in an interrogation room, waiting to be held by my nape before getting my face planted on the table.

“You’re not nervous.”

No shit. Why would I be nervous? I instinctively thought upon hearing her words. Rather than nervous, I'm getting impatient at how she seems to be simply wasting my time here.

If she has something to say, what is she waiting for?

“Do I need to?” I eventually answered.

Although dim, it's not that hard to see how she's fiddling with her hands. Not because she's nervous but to intentionally distract herself, opening up silence between us.