“Then I’ll head out first. You worked hard today.”
“Alright. Good work.”
“Yeah. Bye, Yuria! See you tomorrow!”
“…”

Bye-bye.
I gently waved at Alice, who seemed to be in a rush to leave for something important.

Was she really that happy because I waved at her?
She smiled brightly, waved back, and hurried out of the office.

“She really likes me, doesn’t she? I might end up misunderstanding at this rate.”

I could feel her genuine affection toward me.
For someone like me, who wasn’t used to such feelings, she was impossible to …