She twirled her scarlet red hair, taking joy in messing with her sister who was temporarily working at a maid cafe to help her friend. Kousaka Yukiho however was secretly in pain. She did not want her friend to notice it as she felt it was strange herself. She was in love with her friend, Ayase Arisa. The blonde was beautiful as well as kind and despite her mistakes in Japanese culture or even the language, her good-natured self would apologize and attempt to correct herself.

Yukiho's sapphire eyes looked at the blonde girl and then to the person she was with.

Sonoda Umi. She had known the blue haired woman as the friend to her sister for quite a long time. Much like Arisa, she was a natural beauty however she was more level-headed and serious in nature. She was also the reason Yukiho was feeling a tight pain in her chest. Umi was the idol to Arisa and the blonde girl took every chance to hug, cling or get even a single inch closer to the girl.

She sighed as she began munching on the parfait before her. The taste was sweet but her insides felt bittersweet. It was strange how popular Umi was however, she was a Yamato Nadeshiko, an ideal Japanese young woman with long hair and stuck to the traditions of the Japanese culture from flower arrangement to the tea ceremony. Sure Yukiho knew that her family made manju, however when compared to someone brought up with such ideas, how was she to compete?

Arisa whom was her schoolmate was always eating lunch with her and informing on the new details of Muse, sometimes surprising her as her sister at home never mentioned anything on it, yet, the topic from the group she admired always went to the amber eyed Sonoda Umi.

Yukiho did not hate Umi rather she also felt a sense of admiration for her as she could control her sister when she went overboard at times, plus her hardworking attitude was something to envy. However, for the umpteenth time that Arisa's gaze met Umi's, she just felt like leaving. After all, her main reason to coming to Akibahara was to enjoy the sight of the blonde girl meeting her idolized group, she just did not expect herself to feel so down.

"Yukiho, finish up your parfait, it's melting or do you want me to finish it up?"

Her sister's voice rang into her ear and she woke up from her spaced out state.

She stubbornly ate down the slices of strawberries and smooth vanilla ice-cream.

A sudden spoon came and swiped a little of the ice-cream and was promptly eaten. Arisa had taken a seat opposite Yukiho.

"Yukiho~"

Her singsong foreign tune came out like bells ringing. It was so sweet that even the parfait before her seemed to lose its taste.

"A-Arisa, don't go taking some without permission."

She reprimanded the Russian descendent whom immediately apologized.

"Ah, it was too big for me to finish alone anyway, let's share alright?"

"Okay~!"

She gleamed her gigawatt smile at Yukiho making her heart skip a beat.

'It's fine like this for now, she's with me and that's what matters.'

Yukiho had not come to terms that she really swung in that direction yet she felt one thing was certain. She wanted Arisa to be with her, whether it was in Middle School or whether they get into Otonokizaka Academy or even if they were to join Muse in the future, she wanted Arisa to be by her side.

'One day, I'll make it come true, but for now, that smile is worth more than anything to me.'