"No way." Shirakawa Sawahei pouted, "She and I are just friends."
"Still, it's not just any friendship, right? Childhood friends, perhaps? I often see this setup in anime." The driver uncle reminisced, "Helping a childhood friend move house under the watchful eyes of your parents, such a nostalgic scene..."
Shirakawa Sawahei: "..."
Who would've thought that the driver uncle was actually a true-blue otaku.
"She and I aren't childhood friends; we only met in high school."
"Ah, then it's more like a fateful encounter," the driver uncle reverently said. "That's the trait of the main girl..."
"...You should focus on driving..."
He actively broke off the conversation with this otaku to prevent his face from getting any darker. The rest of the ride was silent, and the car soon arrived at the compensation apartment of the landlord's granny.
