I-Is that so? [ Once more, she begins fidgeting with the dress while remaining planted on the same spot, her body moving from side to side as if to see what it looked like from every angle. After all, being the perfectionist she was, Ririchiyo had to make sure it looked perfect from every angle. ] I suppose I have no choice but to trust your opinion on the clothing. Hmph! However, don't get me wrong for it's not as though I was self-conscious to begin with. On the contrary, I just wanted another person's opinion and you just happened to be the only person present that I could ask.

[ As if to empathise her point, she sticks her nose up before beginning to make her way inside the quaint bakery only to stop mid-way as she feels the brush over lips over her skin. Blushing ever so slightly, she quickly takes her hand back out of force of habit only to feel guilty shortly thereafter - after all, this was meant to be a date. While the other was distracted, she outstretches her tiny hand, pauses, and then takes hold of Miketsukami’s bigger one. In response to his question, she nods her head once as her grip on his hand becomes the tiniest bit tighter. ]