Fujiwara no Meihong dragged Gu Mo away in one breath, running quite a distance before stopping. Feeling rather guilty, she looked back to find Keine had not caught up, and the young man behind her appeared indifferent, with no sign of breathlessness or redness, seemingly unfazed by being dragged all the way here.
"Wow, you have pretty good physical fitness..." Fujiwara no Meihong muttered with a pout.
"Not bad, not bad. I've been working out recently..." Gu Mo answered humbly, while looking around with a hint of confusion, "So, is there something happening here?"
"Well, um... I... it's about last night..." The white-haired girl stammered, feeling pretty embarrassed.
She didn't really have any business; she just wanted to drag this guy out, that's all.
As long as she sticks to this strategy, not giving Keine a chance to be alone with the guy and have much contact, she thinks she can prevent any further misunderstandings, right?
