Momo's POV

She's.. Worried of me?

I stared at the messages silently, thinking deeply. Can it be.. Does it mean something?

"No, no, she probably just think of you as her bestfriend.. And it is normal for her to be worried for you, there's no way she loves me.. R-right?" I was stunned, 

Myoui Mina really got you messed up, huh? Hirai.

I felt someone knocked my head, I looked up to meet with a pair of worried eyes.

"Momo-chan, are you alright?" asked a concerned squirrell.

"Y-yeah, just.. Just feeling so hungry right now! I' m starvingggg, where's the food anyways?" phew..

She hummed, "You sure though?"

"Yes, Sanaaa" I said in a sing-song voice, "Anyways, the food should be coming in.. less than three minutes I guess?" she answered, skeptical. "Anyways, it will come in a bit, you human with black hole in your stomach."

I scoffed and was about to shoot some mean comments, but my intentions were than left forgotten when the staff came to our table with our orders. I cheered and hold the utensils excitedly, eyeing the delicious food on tray.

The food and drinks were placed on our tables, "Enjoy your food, madams."

I devoured the food within' minutes, catching the people who were eating there and passers by surprised when I put my utensils down with a little bit, too much force. Making it create a big cling!