"Ah, don't you have anything to drink here?"

You impatiently stated as you fan yourself with your own hand while sitting on his couch— a glass of milk caught your eyes on the side table and you immediately drank some of it.

His eyes widen and was too late to even try and stop you, finding yourself coughing slightly at the taste.

"What a weird milk.." You muttered as you glance at Haruchiyo's blushing state while staring at you.

"It's because it's not milk.. It's-" He muttered