Extra

"Um... why are you looking to your side?" Sakurai asked, finally getting over her embarrassment.

"Well, your embarrassment infected me too... I can't look at you straight now without forgetting the face you made earlier." I told her

"Was my face... weird?"

"... I can't really call it weird... rather, it's the complete opposite."

"What do you mean by that?"

"Nothing! Anyways, let's eat the cake I made, shall we?"

"Uh, yes. I'd like to do that."

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"How was it?" I asked, nervously.

"As expected of Inoue-san. It's delicious."

"sigh That's great then."

I sighed in relief.

"Um also, can I call you Inoue-kun from now on?"

"Eh?"

"Well I mean, calling you Inoue-san after all of this happened feels kind of... weird now."

"Eh uh... sure."

Well I guess that's natural. We have spent a lot of time together now after all. Or at least, it's longer than your average time spent with a normal friend. Not that I know what a "normal" friend is...