Why do I feel...
The President smells a bit fragrant?
There's this strange, indescribable yet very appealing scent, kind of addictive...
Not sure, have another sniff.
"Vice President, it's your turn to play."
Yahashiki carefully spoke up, snapping Sakuragi Hitomi back to reality.
The sudden interruption and reminder made her gaze sharply towards Yahashiki, nearly scaring him soft.
"Eek!"
But soon, she realized her actions were inappropriate and quickly retracted her gaze apologetically,
"Sorry, Yahashi..."
Her cheeks slightly flushed, she looked at the mahjong tiles on the table and hastily asked Yan Huan,
"President, which tile should I discard?"
"This one."
Yan Huan pointed to one, then asked,
"By the way, Sakuragi, why did you suddenly come to the Mahjong Club to find us? Is there an emergency?"
"Yeah, yeah, Sakuragi, don't you find this place most bothersome?"
Yuanlina nodded her head, asking so.
