In their eyes, if Beichuan Si ever decided to hit someone, it would probably be a severe beating, unlike this indeterminate feeling...
As the Salty Eggs discussed this, Beichuan Si, who had already finished eating, put his bowls and chopsticks down:
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
He looked completely baffled, "I had no intention of hitting you today. Wasn't it you who kept blocking the doorway, asking me to hit you?"
"???" Beichuan Huili, Nakajima Michika.
While Beichuan Huili and Nakajima Michika were dumbfounded, Beichuan Si tidied up his bowls and chopsticks and continued, "I haven't been back for four or five days. You asking Mirai to come over more often didn't really bother me."
"So you mean... just now... we deliberately went up to you to get hit?" Nakajima Michika coughed twice, still somewhat unable to accept the reality.
Beichuan Si just nodded, without saying a word.
"..." Nakajima Michika, Beichuan Huili.
