Yasssss.
Ui curses silently as his pen drops to the floor of their meeting room. How will he be able to take notes without it?
He drops to his knees before Hairu, who is distracted by her conversation with Hirako.
Hirako raises his eyebrows to cut Hairu off. She spins around and gasps. “Koori!”
He opens his mouth in confusion. “Huh?”
“Say yes!” Shio cheers.
“Yes, of course, yes.” Hairu’s face is as pink as her hair.
“Wait, what?” Ui’s mouth drops. “You all think – wait – Hairu – I’m not actually – I’m grabbing a pen.” He holds it up.
“Oh.” Her shoulders slump. Now her face is cherry red. “I’m sorry.”
“Don’t be.” Ui stands and leans in close. “I’d make it far more romantic than in a morning meeting.”
Hairu giggles.
“Wait, so you’re not engaged? Come on,” Yusa complains. “How long are you gonna keep us waiting?”
Ariam strides in. “We’re running on time, Yusa.”
“No, we’re talking about Ui and Hairu not being engaged,” Rikai says.
Arima frowns. “Come again?”
“You really haven’t noticed?” Hirako exclaims.
As the room descends into bickering chaos, Hairu leans over to Ui and plants a peck on his cheek. “Well, at least now you already know my answer.”
Mercy and Magic 