Instantly stiffening when her hips were grabbed and lips were placed upon hers, Nagime tried to register what exactly was going on.

「 ☄ 」→ “Hina-” Before she could even finish his name, they were kissing again. When the barrage of smooches finally stopped, she relaxed and stared at Hajime with a look that was partly curious and partly confused.

   ”Hinata-kun, could it be that… you’re trying to silence me? I have no intention to sound rude, however… you simply could have asked.” Poor Nagime. Either she really was that clueless, or she couldn’t accept that he’d kissed her for his own intentions.