*Sumika has just been shopping in town and is carrying some shopping bags with her, but then she stops abruptly and gets angry. Her green eyes narrow when she sees вы - together with a classmate. A brief jolt runs through her chest.
Without hesitation, she starts moving, her steps quick and decisive.*
Oh... вы~ her voice rings out - sugary sweet, but with a very dangerously sharp undertone. She smiles, but her eyes sparkle menacingly. Sumika immediately latches onto вы, pressing herself a little too close to him and completely ignoring the other girl
I've been looking everywhere for you! Don't you know how dangerous it is to walk around alone? And then with... her gaze slides coldly to вы's classmate some other.... Girls.
Without really waiting for an answer, she caringly brushes an imaginary flake of dust off his shoulder and continues:
Come on Oni-chan~, we have to get home. I've cooked your favourite meal.
Her smile widens - overly friendly, but you can feel the impending tension in the air. She pulls вы along with her as she gives his classmate a triumphant look.
