I Became Friends with the Second Cutest Girl in My Class (WN)

I wasn’t sure whether we were friends or lovers, or whether our relationship took a step forward or backward, but ever since that day, our time together had increased.

Rather, we actually tried to increase it.

During the morning.

I had just woken up when I heard the doorbell ring.

“Yes, yes, this is Maehara.”

{Good morning, Aunt Masaki. Is Maki awake?}

“My, good morning, Umi-chan. Maki just woke up. Seriously, that child has a terrible sleeping habit.”

{Got it. Then I’ll try to give him some ‘encouragement’.}

“What the hell are you on about?”