Aw. Fuck. 

She did not say that out loud. It was not very fitting for her image as a quiet and proper girl - not that it mattered. Akira had seen her.

What the heck was Akira Watanabe doing out on his front porch at midnight?

It did not actually matter. She just had to amuse him long enough so that he would not decide to go rat on her to her parents.

"Yup!" Mitsuki said. Not as loudly as she usually would if he was actually one of her friends. But more enthusiastic than Akira was probably used to hearing. "What's your interest in it, neighbor-senpai?" She dragged out the "senpai" part to a frankly quite uncomfortable length, grinning the whole time. She had never been much for authority. Or hierarchies.