Lost

Mayuzumi was now experiencing just how scary boys could be in a different way.

No, more accurately speaking, she felt how scary the boy named Seiji Haruta could be.

He had suddenly praised a woman next to him with utmost sincerity.

It was clearly natural to him, and it obviously wasn’t intentional flattery with hidden purposes; his words truly originated from his heart!

Mayuzumi, who'd received such an unexpected attack, felt like she had been pierced by a sharp arrow as her heart was moved.

She had never fallen in love before.

But she had imagined being in love many times before and could recognize that this was the beginning of love—romantic interest in a boy!

The female manga author’s face turned red as her emotions became chaotic.

This child… Haruta-kun…

"Sensei."

"Eh? W-what!?"

"Would you like to play this?" Seiji pointed to a stall as he smiled.

His faint smile seemed so gentle on his handsome face.