[Oh- And he did invite her out calling this a "date" for that exact reason. Yuuto hesitates, clearly thinking hard. He knows it was technically a matter of semantics, but...]
I... Mm. We are... on a date, so. [He holds out his hand again, though he's too shy to look her in the face.] ... I don't think I mind it. The misunderstanding...
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I... Mm. We are... on a date, so. [He holds out his hand again, though he's too shy to look her in the face.] ... I don't think I mind it. The misunderstanding...