Visiting The Grumpy Girl

After escorting the girls outside the school gates and to their bus stops, I returned briefly to the Gymnasium to see Satsuki while Chii and the two gyaru waited outside.

Well, I could’ve brought them in with me, but it would just draw too much attention.

Despite how late it was, the Gymnasium still echoed with the sharp squeak of sneakers and the rhythmic thump of basketballs as I slipped through from the front door. The girls’ team was still at it, their practice session stretching into the evening.

Satsuki was in the thick of it, her shoulder-length hair was tied into a ponytail as beads of sweat ran down her beautiful face. She dashed across the court, reaching the other side quicker than even Kanno-senpai.

The way she moved was fluid and powerful that it never failed to pull my attention, like she was commanding the space without even trying.