I'd rather act on it myself

As we walked back to the main street, the walk to Chii’s house resumed under the dimming glow of the streetlights and the pale moonlight that was slightly covered by clouds.

This part of our city was still active since the residents were either returning from work or school after a long day.

We passed by a convenience store just to buy my girls a drink and maybe a snack, but the two girls ended up picking popsicles instead. The twin-pack kind. They broke it in half, dividing it between them.

As for me? They prevented me from buying another one, saying they’d share it with me instead.

And because of that devious idea, it drew weird looks to us as we continued on our way. Anytime we’d run into other students or passersby, Chii would playfully nudge her popsicle toward my mouth, giggling as I took a quick bite of it. Meanwhile, Hana offered hers with a more subtle smirk, her eyes daring me to refuse.