“...Which one do you mean by ‘fine’?”

"Thanks for waiting... Sorry, I'm much later than planned."

Upon returning, Furusamé-san handed me a bag containing drinks he seemed to have bought on the way, saying, "Here, a little treat for you."

Having been drinking a highball by myself, I felt a little lightheaded. Taking the bag from him, I couldn't help but grin.
Even though he was late, it made me happy that he was so thoughtful.

But it was already late. We had plans to go out tomorrow, so it would probably be best to just go to sleep now.

With that thought in mind, my eyes unintentionally followed Furusamé-san as he loosened his tie, and our eyes suddenly met.

"..." After a brief silence, Furusamé-san leaned against the back of the sofa and peered into my face.

"...If you look at me like that, my shower is going to have to wait."

Like what...? Since he was free to use the shower whenever he liked, I replied, "Go ahead," but it seemed like Furusamé-san's face was redder than before.

"...What do you mean by 'go ahead'?"

Why are you looking at me like that, Furusamé-san...?