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smile slightly. After grabbing Masachika’s hand that had that expression, Masha pointed to a dome-shaped game. 【Masaa chika, shall we go play?】 “Huh?” 【Let’s run!】 “W-what? Ah...” Masachika started to run while his hand was pulled. The girl who was mistaken for an angel at first was actually not an angel at all, she was just an innocent girl. However, her smile was so innocent... It really surprised Masachika, who always suffered from isolation and malice. When he and Masha exchanged words and played together, Masachika began to feel that his dry and cracked heart was slowly healing. Masachika wanted to talk to her often. Masachika wants to show more of his cool side to Masha. From then on, Masachika began to frequently watch his grandfather’s Russian films, which had never interested him before. He started taking more lessons, although he tried to quit once. Or maybe he was just treating Masha as a substitute for his mother. Maybe Masachika just longed for her approval and admiration that his mother never gave him again. Still... The feeling he felt at that moment was indeed the feeling of love. 【What’s wrong? Masaachika】 【Hmm〜〜...Regarding that nickname, can you stop calling me “Masaa Chika” since it sounds like it’s a Russian name? 】 【Really? Hmm〜〜. What should I call you then?】 【At least, I think it sounds more Japanese if you add “kun” at the end...】 【Is that so... In that case, I’ll just call you “Saa-kun”, okay?】 【No, do you still want to use that address “Saa.”】