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A few minutes later, Akane, Yae and Ririka returned downstairs. It was like they timed it, or my girls already had me read thoroughly that even my intimate moment with another girl was predicted by them.

Fuyu and I got enough time to fix ourselves and act like we didn't do anything. Or at least, our clothes were pristine. However, the flush on Fuyu’s cheeks and the slight disarray of her hair might’ve hinted at something to anyone paying close attention. And knowing my girls, they’d never miss it.

On the other hand, I acted normally. It’s not like I have anything to hide from them. If they asked then I’d naturally answer. Anyhow, I put back my butler persona. The red contact lenses and the sleek tailcoat gave me an air of untouchable confidence.

Fuyu sat beside me, her sapphire dress smoothed out and her hands folded primly in her lap. But the way her eyes fixated on me was too obvious.