[ There's nobody else he would tell but Maya, and if he did, the first thing she'd say is "I told you so," so Natsume's secret is as good as kept.
Hiro nods, then shuffles a bit closer, shifting so he's on his knees instead of sitting back so he can lean forward and bring his mouth close to Natsume's ears, a whisper only for him: ]
But she'll know that I told you.
[ Favorite food or not, she wouldn't be happy with that, Hiro thinks. An olive branch would look like a bribe, and she's too proud. Anything Hiro tells him, anything Natsume just magically happens to know the next time he talks to Maya, she's going to suspect— but he knows enough already. He knows she's not just the student council president, that's not all she is. ]
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Hiro nods, then shuffles a bit closer, shifting so he's on his knees instead of sitting back so he can lean forward and bring his mouth close to Natsume's ears, a whisper only for him: ]
But she'll know that I told you.
[ Favorite food or not, she wouldn't be happy with that, Hiro thinks. An olive branch would look like a bribe, and she's too proud. Anything Hiro tells him, anything Natsume just magically happens to know the next time he talks to Maya, she's going to suspect— but he knows enough already. He knows she's not just the student council president, that's not all she is. ]