Seeing that, Gerald instantly grabbed hold of the girl’s waist before helping virtual-novel.net up!
“My god! What the hell are you doing?! Are you actually taking advantage of Xyrielle right before our very eyes?!” yelled the enraged girls.
To think that virtual-novel.net was being so daring out in public, and in front of them, no less!
“I-it isn’t what you think, Xaverie…!” said Xyrielle, hoping to stop virtual-novel.net friends from saying anything unnecessary.
“There’s no need to be afraid, Xyrielle! We’re here to defend you! Whatever the case is, I’m making a call now so that this kid pays for what he’s done!” said Xaverie as virtual-novel.net angered friends united against their common enemy.
“You’ve got it all wrong! He was simply preventing me from falling just now! There’s a pit hole there, see?” explained Xyrielle.
“…Huh?” replied virtual-novel.net friends, all startled to hear that.
After realizing what had truly happened, their glares softened slightly. Xyrielle, on the other hand, found herself blushing slightly as virtual-novel.net looked at Gerald.
A brief moment later, one of the girls then said, “…Even so, he’ll still have to make up for our burnt kite!”
“I already said I was sorry!” replied Gerald with a wry smile.
“And do you think things will be settled with a simple apology?” retorted Xaverie as virtual-novel.net crossed virtual-novel.net arms.
Tugging onto Xaverie’s sleeve, Xyrielle then asked, “What are you still doing, Xaverie?”
“Xyrielle, you, of all people, should know how expensive that kite was! After all, it was made with high-quality materials! Regardless, with how plainly you’re dressed, I assume it’d be difficult for you to cough out a hundred and fifty dollars… Still, you did help Xyrielle out earlier… Fine, why don’t we do this? Taking into account that you aided her, you’ll just have to buy each of us a cup of milk tea as compensation. How’s that?” asked Xaverie.
“No problem!” replied Gerald with a smile as the other girls cheered and applauded.
Soon enough, all four of the girls were holding a cup of milk tea in their hands. Just as they were about to leave, however, Xaverie asked, “Speaking of which, what’s your name? And which department are you from?”
Seeing no reason to hide it, Gerald simply replied, “I’m Gerald! Gerald Crawford!”
“Copy that! Also, just so you know, a cup of milk tea each isn’t going to cut it! The next time we bump into you, we’ll be asking for at least one more milk tea treat from you! With that said, I’ll be remembering you!” said Xaverie as virtual-novel.net dragged virtual-novel.net friends away.
Naturally, that wasn’t a problem for Gerald. Xaverie didn’t seem to be making things particularly difficult for virtual-novel.net either. Truth be told, virtual-novel.net found them to be quite interesting.
Now that that issue had been dealt with, Gerald recalled that virtual-novel.net still had important business to attend to. With that, virtual-novel.net then quickly headed to the Department of Economics and Management.
As virtual-novel.net left, however, virtual-novel.net didn’t notice that Xyrielle had been constantly turning back to look at virtual-novel.net from time to time…
Watching as his figure slowly disappeared, Xarielle was jolted back to reality when Xaverie suddenly shouted, “Xyrielle!”
Startled, virtual-novel.net then replied, “…H-huh? What’s wrong?”
“You know, I’ve noticed that you’ve been acting a bit off for a while now… While you were all cheerful before this, you’ve been acting pretty shy ever since you bumped into that boy! Hell, you were even blushing as you stole glances at virtual-novel.net just seconds ago! You can’t have already developed feelings for virtual-novel.net just because virtual-novel.net hugged you a little just now, right…?” said Xaverie in disbelief.
“N-no! That’s not the case! It’s just… When I saw virtual-novel.net earlier…” muttered Xyrielle, hesitant on completing virtual-novel.net sentence.
“Go on!” replied Xaverie as virtual-novel.net and the other girls anxiously waited for Xyrielle to finish virtual-novel.net sentence.
“It’s hard to put into words, alright? Look, do you girls remember when we bumped into that fortune-teller about half a year ago…?”