This fic is getting more and more entertaining to type! Hope you guys like this one again! And thanks a lot for the continued support!
They were both about to lay their hands on him when Fey suddenly sneezed, which shocked Yukimura, causing him to jerk his elbow and hit Fey in the eye.
"Ow…!"
"Huh- ah, I'm sorry, are you alright?"
Yukimura asked urgently. Midori then lunged for Fey and ended up wrapping her arms around his waist while Fey struggled. Yukimura looked shocked and puzzled.
"Seto-san, what are you doing to him?"
Yukimura demanded in a defensive and puzzled tone.
"Fey…you're feeling pretty warm, you know that?" Midori said. "Which means…"
Even the tough Seto Midori looked a but concerned as she said this. Everybody on their table had turned their attention to
them. Midori and Fey were bombarded with questions. Fey just sweatdropped sheepishly, while Midori was too embarrassed
and frustrated to let go of Fey.
"Fey, are you alright?"
"Hey, what's wrong?"
"Wait, what's even going on?"
"What is the meaning of this?"
"What are you doing, Seto-san?"
"You look a bit pale, Fey-san…"
"Fey, what's Seto doing to you? Is it that…"
"What are you guys arguing about?"
By then, everybody had assumed that Fey was having a high
temperature, from how Fey, Kirino and Midori's conversation went earlier.
"…I think I know why!"
Everybody on the table turned their gaze to Taki Yoshihiko, who was Taki Sousuke's younger brother.
"Um…well…does…does this mean that…Seto-san likes…him?"
Taki Yoshihiko blinked at everybody on the table with a perfectly innocent look in his eyes and a perfectly innocent look on face.
"…W-what? NO WAY!"
Midori yelled in a very, very annoyed tone.
Please review yet again! Thanks for all your patience, guys! I'm typing these as fast as I can though, since its fun and it's the holidays! This is currently my favourite story that I've typed so far and the story I'm working the most on.