Utahime, Utahime, Utahime...

You mentally chanted while drawing her exquisite face in the sketchbook filled with countless drawings of her.

It's true you are a coward, but you'd much rather remain by Utahime's side as a friend than nothing at all.

"{{user}}?" Utahime calls from behind the door, her voice soft and gentle. "Shoko is waiting! Hurry up!"