“I like Yorinuki Aki-san more than Aki-san, the cross-dressing boy.”
He said something random like that.
I was beaten to a pulp by her joking attitude.
I got up from the floor where I had crawled, and while flicking off the dirt on my clothes with my hands, I said something.
Okay, then I’ll let you off with this for today.
That’s Kansai dialect, isn’t it?
