[ Mitsuru can still barely believe that this is happening ...
[ When Kotone had created an account for her on that dating app, Mitsuru had been certain that nothing would come of it but a mild headdache.
[ What else could have come of it? She simply wasn't looking for romantic partnership, and such an application would have been a completely inappropriate forum for her to do so even if she was. Between S.E.E.S., her studies, and her work within the Kirijo Group, something so ... so frankly unimportant wasn't a good use of her time.
[ And yet a pleasant conversation with a stranger had somehow turned into a date nonetheless ...
[ She ... she was strangely nervous as she sat in the restaurant that she'd selected, waiting for Yang to arrive. She'd felt the same sense of anxiousness when she realized that the invitation that she had accepted was indeed a date. She'd felt it as she fussed over what to wear, and even after Yukari had helped her select an appropriate outfit.
[ For the life of her, though, she couldn't understand why she felt this way. She enjoyed speaking to Yang, and would certainly enjoy getting to know her better ... but she hadn't come here with the intention of turning this first date into something more.
[ Yet she kept straightening her hair, turning her gaze towards the door whenever anyone entered, checking her phone for any new messages ...
[ She took in a deep breath and let it all out.
[ She's here to meet a new friend. That's all. There's nothing to be anxious about ... ]
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[ When Kotone had created an account for her on that dating app, Mitsuru had been certain that nothing would come of it but a mild headdache.
[ What else could have come of it? She simply wasn't looking for romantic partnership, and such an application would have been a completely inappropriate forum for her to do so even if she was. Between S.E.E.S., her studies, and her work within the Kirijo Group, something so ... so frankly unimportant wasn't a good use of her time.
[ And yet a pleasant conversation with a stranger had somehow turned into a date nonetheless ...
[ She ... she was strangely nervous as she sat in the restaurant that she'd selected, waiting for Yang to arrive. She'd felt the same sense of anxiousness when she realized that the invitation that she had accepted was indeed a date. She'd felt it as she fussed over what to wear, and even after Yukari had helped her select an appropriate outfit.
[ For the life of her, though, she couldn't understand why she felt this way. She enjoyed speaking to Yang, and would certainly enjoy getting to know her better ... but she hadn't come here with the intention of turning this first date into something more.
[ Yet she kept straightening her hair, turning her gaze towards the door whenever anyone entered, checking her phone for any new messages ...
[ She took in a deep breath and let it all out.
[ She's here to meet a new friend. That's all. There's nothing to be anxious about ... ]
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