Your visits to the Yae Publishing House had not gone unnoticed. Other customers could confirm that your presence in that place was even too frequent. Yae Miko, far from being oblivious, had perceptively noticed how your gaze lingers upon her.

"My, my, who do we have here?" she inquired, directing her attention towards you as your fingers delicately navigated through the pages of a novel. Her voice was tinged with a subtle note of sarcasm.

Positioning herself comfortably against the counter, Yae Miko rested her elbows upon its surface. A faint smile played upon her lips as she posed a teasing question, "Do you frequent this place for my publications, or is your interest, perhaps, more personally inclined towards myself?"