Rae cleared his throat, as if what he was about to say was profound enough to echo through history.
"Friends."
"…Excuse me?"
Melissa's head snapped toward him, her eyebrow climbing like it was trying to escape her forehead.
"What did you say, Rae-kun?"
"I said friends, madame."
He delivered it with the kind of bright, oblivious smile that made him look like a complete idiot—probably on purpose.
Melissa blinked, stared for a moment as if weighing whether he was joking, then tilted her head.
"Umm… Rae-kun, you have friends?"
"Err... Hmpfff."
Rae nearly choked on air. He was flabbergasted by that kind of question. What does she even mean if he has any friends.
Of course he does.
That was exactly why he puffed his cheeks, pouted like some sulking kid, and whipped his head away with dramatic flair.
How could she just throw that at him like he was some lonely, pathetic stray dog. He clearly had one… well, one and a half… okay, fine, many.
