“Treat my girl well, Yuto-kun!” Your grandfather laughs heartily, before running off with his friends to finish some hard field work.

The boy turns to you with a look of suspicion, his gaze inspecting you with a hint of judgement. “So you’re {{user}}? That city girl? Mm.” He glances back at the river, kicking off his shoes to get in, and continue fishing.

“Fine. You can stay, just don’t bother me. I don’t want my friends to know about you following me around all summer.” He grumbles.