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Ever since the sudden strike from his mom on Saturday, there was a change in the manner Amane and Mahiru addressed each other, but nothing else really special.

Neither did the relationship suddenly improve, but as they started addressing each other a little intimately, Mahirus attitude had softened, sowhat.

Erm, Amane-kun.

Mahiru showed up a little earlier on Sunday evening, her face showing so awkwardnessor worry.

Amane let her in, but he did not know why she was giving such an ambiguous attitude.

He wondered if she was having issues with him calling her by na, but she had no hesitation calling his na, so there seed to be sothing else.

Both of them sat on the sofa. Amane looked towards Mahiru, and found her pull out a handkerchief from her apron pocket.

While he was wondering what was going on, she opened the neatly folded handkerchief, and pulled out a key wrapped inside it, reflecting a dim light.

He had so impression of this key, for it was the one he gave her the previous day.

I shall, return this key. I did not do so last night. Erm, I forgot about it, so I missed the chance to return it to youI am really sorry.

I see.

It appeared she was concerned about the fact that she took the key ho without returning.

Once he understood why she was acting so strangely, he looked towards the key on the handkerchief.

Thinking about it, he realized Mahiru would practically drop by every day to cook dinner. While Amane would open the door for her, there were monts when he would take the long road ho, and not be at ho, or when he was a little busy out there, so she would have to wait outside for a little while.

It would be too harsh to make soone wait at the entrance in this weather, let alone a female.

It was said the greatest enemy to a females body was the cold, and putting himself in her position, he would not have felt comfortable either.

Well, since Mahiru would drop by every day, it would be easier for him to hand her the key.

Well, I guess its fine that you keep it.

Eh?

You can return it when we have nothing to do with each other.

Truth be told, if Amane left the key to Mahiru, it would an she would have to take care of him for a while, but she looked back at him worriedly, for he did not receive the key.

B-but.

Or rather, its troubleso for to go open the door every ti.

Your true voice is leaking out.

Its not like youre going to misuse it.

You say so

At least a month passed ever since he got dinner from her and had her cook at his place, and he thought he understood her personality well.

She had common sense and a good conscience, and personality-wise, nobody would expect her to do the devious.

Even though she had the key, she would not hand it off to soone else, or slip in while Amane was not around. She was soone trustworthy.

Well, you find it a hassle to press the doorbell every ti, right?

Even if you say so, it feels like you are being too careless.

I gave you the key because I trust you.

Mahirus eyes widened once she heard these words, speechless, and then she frowned.

The skepticism on her face was accompanied by a different unknown emotion.

But Amane rely handed the key over to Mahiru, all to save the hassle. If she really did not want to, he was willing to compromise.

Mahiru in turn looked back and forth between the key and Amanebefore she sighed.

Understood. I shall borrow it for now.

Yeah.

Amane-kun, I dont know if you are being magnanimous or careless.

Goodness, so she said with so spite, and Amane responded with a wry smile.

Thats my style.

This isnt for you to say about yourself.

Hmph, so she pointed out coldly, only for Amane to smile brighter than before.

It appeared they were already on sufficiently familiar terms for him to have such useless conversations.

But since she permitted him to use her given na, it would be strange to say they were not on familiar terms.

I really had enough of this person, so her eyes implied, but they were filled with so warmth, rather than looking aloof.

And she knew that Amane was just joking around.

I shall take it then. I do not care if anything happens to your house.

Like?

Like if I pop by to clean up your house.

Ill be grateful for that.

What if I stuff the fridge full of food?

Then Ill get to enjoy breakfast, and theres more things to eat for dinner.

Mahirus little jokes were really peaceful, or even music to his ears, what he wanted. Nevertheless, the muted reactions had her a little unhappy.

The threat did not seem like a threat, it emphasized her kindness, and really was sothing to smile about.

I feel that I have been treated as a fool.

I didnt do that.

It appeared if he continued to tease her, she would kick up a fuss. While he really wanted to see her pout, he sheathed his smile and stared at Mahiru.

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