"Hey, let me walk you home." That was the sentence that led them to complete awkwardness.

Hyagura cursed under her breath for asking him that stupid question. It's the least she can do since she did drag him all around Hiroshima, till dusk. She puffed a breathe and bit her lower lip. It sure was awkward, because what girl would have the guts to ask a guy home? She couldn't forget the priceless reaction he gave her before agreeing nervously.

"Uh.. Hyagura-chan." Yuta managed to sputter out, making Hyagura flinch at the honorifics. She turned and saw him pointing at a lovely cottage at the corner of the street. "We went past my house." He pointed out, making the girl's lips form an "O". Yuta chuckled at her face and urged her to come to him. She hopped towards him and continued to walk back. Hyagura adjusted her glasses and looked at Yuta.

"Thank you for that, tour." Yuta paused to look at the girl infront of him. "Yeah, sure, no problem. You can, uh, call me anytime." The boy's ears perked up when she said that. "I don't have your number.." He muttered under his breath. Hyagura pushed her glasses up against her nose again and let out an awkward chuckle. "Do you have your phone with you?" Yuta, who was fiddling with his fingers shook his head timidly.

"Okay, I'll—"

"Yuta!" Hyagura was cut off by a voice yelling from inside his home. They both looked at the source and saw a middle aged woman with a fit body waving at them both. Yuta groaned in embarrassment while Hyagura stood there awkwardly. The woman then walked towards them and greeted Hyagura. "Ooh, Yuta dear. Who is this pretty lady?"

"Mochizuki Hyagura." She bowed respectfully and smiled. Yuta's mother smiled and asked her to come with them. "No! No need ma'am." She shook her head and puffed her cheeks lightly. "I don't want to bother you." She said truthfully and smiled again. At this point, Yuta was blushing of embarassment. "Ma! You don't have to." She glared at her son and smiled back at Hyagura. "No, we insist." She pushed Yuta aside and made way for the girl to enter their small home.

Hyagura felt welcomed, their home radiated warmness and it was perfect for a chilly night. "Come, come, sit down." And for Yuta's mother, she was truly friendly. The girl grinned and sat down on the cream coloured couch. Their house smelled like lavender and fresh laundry, which relaxed her. She looked around and saw a grumpy Yuta enter the doorstep. He looked at Hyagura and his ears became red, he was embarassed, and he didn't know what his mother would tell the girl. Yet, she only smiled and waved at him.

And that small action, melted Yuta's heart.

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"Thank you, again." Yuta bowed at Hyagura and smiled. "No, thank you. It would be boring if I didn't see you at the store, my day would be uneventful, y'know?" She grinned and leaned forward and back on the heels of her shoe. "Sorry about my mom by the way, she's too friendly." He rubbed the back of his head and sighed. "I figured." They shared a laugh and looked at each other again.

"So... Okay, do you still want my number? I mean it's fine.." The girl stammered and let out an awkward chuckle. Yuta nodded and gave her his phone, to which the girl gasped about. "Wow, I always wanted this phone. Too bad we don't have that much money." She wiped the screen and unlocked it, typing her number and saving it under "Hyagura". She handed it back to Yuta and bid her goodbyes.