Truth be told, Miyume did understand. As she'd promised, she didn't judge him. He liked having fun. Learning that he viewed her differently than those other girls made her breathe a small sigh of relief. His honesty put an encouraging smile on her face that widened the more he spoke.

She stepped forward again, slipping her arms his waist once more. She tilted her head back slightly so she could look at him earnestly.

"I don't think badly of you, Mirai. I don't believe I could," she said, sweet and sincere, eyes sparkling. "But don't go taking that as a challenge to prove me otherwise."

Without so much as a second thought or hesitation, Miyume removed her arms from around his waist, draping them around his shoulders and neck instead. A tiny, satisfied smile was the only warning Mirai got before Miyume suddenly stood on her tiptoes and pressed her lips firmly against his.