Chapter 180
Fujiwara Chika pouted, clearly very angry at such a result.
"Most bet on sitting beside Sonoko."
"And some bet on sitting beside Kaguya, but no one bet on me."
Besides her anger, Fujiwara Chika turned curiously to look at Amamiya.
"Amamiya, what were you thinking? Choosing to sit beside me?"
Amamiya Ren fell silent for a moment, then gave a simple answer.
"With Fujiwara, I feel I wouldn't be too stiff."
"With others, I feel it would be a bit... unfamiliar."
This answer made all the girls in the RV pause.
They each looked at Fujiwara Chika, then at the others around them; the next moment, they all realized.
"Pfft!"
Amamiya would feel unfamiliar around other girls, but with Fujiwara Chika, he wouldn't be too stiff.
Didn't this mean Amamiya didn't regard Fujiwara Chika as a girl who made him stiff?
Fujiwara Chika, realizing the crux of the matter, immediately widened her eyes.
Her previously puffed-up anger was now directed straight at Amamiya.
"What do you mean?"
"Amamiya, could it be you don't see me as a girl?"
He glanced at Fujiwara Chika, who was glaring at him.
"No, Fujiwara is obviously a girl."
"However, Fujiwara doesn't give me the feeling that I need to be careful around girls."
"Rather, Fujiwara gives off a feeling that makes people easy to approach."
Amamiya Ren wasn't just saying this.
He truly felt that Fujiwara Chika gave a more approachable impression.
Facing other girls, he really was a bit unfamiliar.
"Eh? I have such a strange aura?"
Fujiwara Chika didn't quite understand.
She looked at herself, then at Kaguya.
Although a bit impolite, she looked much more like a girl than Kaguya.
But what Amamiya said wasn't false.
That is, Amamiya didn't define an approachable girl by body type, but by a special aura.
But she found it strange.
She didn't recall having such an approachable aura.
"Oh! There really is that feeling!"
Suzuki Sonoko was the first to jump out and take a stand.
"With Chika, there is indeed that strange feeling."
"The first time I met Chika, we could talk right away."
"Also, the Big Ice Block is the same."
"She's known for being cold at Shuchiin; except for Chika, anyone who interacts with her too much can feel she's just a Big Ice Block..."
She then glanced at the Big Ice Block, whose face was no longer as cold as before.
"This guy, only Chika can chat with her."
"Also, the Big Ice Block actually cares quite a bit about certain things."
Hearing Suzuki Sonoko's subtle wording, Hayasaka Ai subconsciously looked at Young Lady Kaguya's chest.
She compared it with Fujiwara Chika's extraordinary size.
Indeed, even now she found it strange why Young Lady Kaguya and Fujiwara Chika became friends.
Clearly, they were two people whose personalities and figures clashed.
But Hayasaka Ai quickly averted her gaze.
Because she noticed Young Lady Kaguya's expression has already turned a bit dark.
However, Fujiwara Chika didn't notice Kaguya Sigong's darkening face; instead, she shifted the topic elsewhere.
"What about Little Nagi?"
Little Nagi?
Amamiya Ren glanced at Fujiwara in surprise.
The nickname Little Nagi was quite intimate; it's almost only used by people close to Sanzenin Nagi. He didn't expect Fujiwara to use it.
"With Sanzenin, she wouldn't talk much when meeting unfamiliar people."
"She should belong to the otaku personality type, like me."
"But in front of familiar people, she has a lot to say."
Fujiwara Chika looked as if she suddenly understood.
1.9 "So you didn't choose to sit beside Little Nagi to avoid making her uncomfortable?"
Thinking carefully, it seemed Little Nagi really did have such a flaw.
But she remembered that when she interacted with Little Nagi, Little Nagi didn't show any signs of discomfort.
Combining Amamiya's earlier words, Fujiwara Chika looked fully enlightened.
"No wonder I felt no burden at all when I interacted with Nagi before."
"She wasn't so restrained in front of me either, and our conversations were very convenient."
"However, Nagi's skills in games are truly terrible."
A vein on Nagi Sanzenin's forehead throbbed wildly.
"Who's terrible!"
"You even cheated when playing cards with me, and you still have the nerve to say I'm terrible!"
"Did I? I don't remember."
Fujiwara Chika, slightly guilty, shifted her gaze to the car window.
PS: New book launched, requesting data.
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