47 Snow Voice Part 2 (1/2)

Two hours later

She did not sleep for long and woke up in the middle of the night. When she opened her eyes, she saw Terashima Yuhi in front of her. He was wiping the sweat from her forehead.

Sumire looked at him, alarmed. The first thing that came to mind was. ”You lied to me.”

”Huh? No, I didn't.”

”Then how did you get in?”

Yuhi sighed. ”You're the one who pressed the button and let me in.” He pointed to something.

She glanced over and noticed one of her hands still on the call button. She immediately removed it. H--How embarrassing...What was she thinking? Sumire wondered if she pressed it unconsciously or something. But, to think he came running here. She could tell he ran due to the beads of sweat on his face.

”I guess it was a false alarm, but--” Yuhi extended his hand out towards her. ”Did you have a nightmare or something, your face is pale.”

Sumire looked towards the mirror and confirmed his words. A nightmare, huh? She supposes it was something like that. ”Sorry.” She apologized. ”About just now and making you come here. You can go back now.”

”Na, it's cool,” Yuhi said. ”I mean, even if you're a kid, you're still a pretty girl.”

He was joking around and trying to lighten the atmosphere. This person is quite foolish. ”Do you always do things like this? Pick up girls and bring them home?”

At that comment, he looked troubled. ”Don't make me sound like a weirdo. Honestly, this is the first time. I don't have guests over, so you're the only one who has stayed here too.”

Now that she thought about it, the room looked brand new when she came in. The bedsheets and everything. So he had nobody else over before? Why did he ask her to stay then? Is it because he is a nice guy or... ”Are you that interested in my voice?”

”Yeah.”

So that was the reason? She is a bit disappointed. But then again, him knowing she exists is already good enough. Sumire sighed. ”I don't think my voice is amazing or anything, there are many people who can sing better than me.”

”Don't sell your short, and you're very good.” Yuhi trailed off. She watched as he pulled something out of his pocket. A cigarette and a lighter.

Wait, he smokes?

”Give me that.”

”Huh? You want one, but your underage..” Yuhi passed it to her.

”You're underage too,” Sumire said and threw it out. ”Why don't you take this chance to quit smoking?”

Yuhi looked even more troubled than he did earlier. She found it quite cute.

”You know, now I'm regretting inviting you over.”