"Oh. Not in any bad way, I assure you," Mizuki said. He had been curious, only because Mari was obviously closer to Rasu, having known him for so much longer than Mizuki. He wondered then, whether she had set up this date particularly because she thought Mizuki would be Rasu's type. (Was he? He knew Rasu professionally, and maybe they even flirted a little sometimes, but he actually had no idea).

He set his cappuccino cup back into its saucer.

"I don't do this sort of thing very much." The admission was said with a touch of chagrin, but he still held himself proudly. Blind dates didn't have to be awkward, even if it wasn't so 'blind' after all.