You’re Just Tired, IKEA – Part 02

“Well, if Sera’s there, I’ll lend a hand too,” Orito offered smugly.

“Yeah, no. You don’t need to come,” I said flatly, holding up a hand to stop him.

“What? Why not, man?”

Because there was no way I was letting him meet Nene. That would get awkward and creepy fast with those honkers.

I couldn’t even be bothered to answer. I stood up. “I gotta hit he john.”

“By the time you’re back, it’ll all be gone,” Mihara said, grinning with a mouthful of fried chicken.

“Yeah, yeah,” I said, waving her off as I left the classroom.

When I stepped into the hallway, a pretty girl with long black hair was just about to leave, so I called out to her. “Hey, Saras. Did you need something?”

She whirled around, her eyes carrying a hint of loneliness. “No, nothing important.” She quickly moved her hand behind her