From v8 3.4
(background info: Day 2 of the school trip. Mashiro asked Sorata to go out with her days in advance. Mashiro dropped tons of clues for Sorata but he kept his distances and went full on ass mode. and ignored/rejected everything)
"..."
Originally I thought she will give an an affirmative reply, but Mashiro went silent. Not only that, she stopped in the middle of the (hotel) atrium.
"Shiina?"
Sorata turns his head towards Mashiro and asked.
"..."
A solemn look appeared on Mashrio's face.
"What is it?"
"...so pointless"
All of a sudden, words that he cannot imagine coming from Mashiro was spoken to him.
"eh?"
The sound of air escaping from the mouth, it feels as if the temperature is dropping.
"so pointless"
Mashiro took off her hat and held it in front of her chest, the face of unwillingness mixed with sorrow appear, or rather there might be more elements of regrets.
Not sure why, Sorata's vision started to panic, the lady in the front desk might have noticed the degrading atmosphere and turned her attention towards them. In front of the pillar is a scenic plant, and a majestic lamp hangs on the ceiling, but these things did not enter Sorata's mind, at the end, his eyes were once again set on Mashiro.
The hands holding the hat started to shake. Seeing that, Sorata noticed once thing, Mashiro's sketchbook went missing.
"wh, what happened to your sketchbook?"
Mashiro's hands tightened, pressing onto the hat.
Even though the glassworks from the workshop were placed in Sorata's bag, he did not recall receiving the sketchbook. He quickly opened his bag, it is not thre.
"don't have it"
"what, did you forget to carry it!"
Thoughtlessly shouting, it's because of the "pointless" declaration.
"I, will go look for it"
Sorata quickly turned around and rushed out, from his back he heard
"Enough"
That was Mashiro's voice.
"ha?"
Sorata turned around in shock.
"Enough already"
"Why? Isn't that important information for the manga!"
"I don't want it"
"What are you trying to say?"
"Don't want it"
"Today you are acting strange"
"Sorata is the one who is strange"
Mashrio rebutted with hesitation, looking at Sorata with angry eyes, no, the proper term for it is to stare.
"Strange, where did it come from?"
"always avoiding me recently"
"!?"
Surprise ran through his body and it became stiff and lips started shaking. Even though he is like that, he responded passionately.
"Why are you saying that now!"
To hide the guilt deep inside his heart, even though he tried his best, Sorata noticed he became emotional, became enraged. Even with this realization it was difficult to control the impulse.
"Why, angry?"
Of course it is because the vulnerable point got attacked.
However, the next thing Sorata said is something else
"Of course it is because you keep saying these weird things!"
After saying that, a calmness settled in his head and realize he should not have said something so emotional.
"...no, I am not angry"
A soft response to recover the situation, but it is too late to hide his agitated emotion.
"Lier, you are angry."
Of course, that is what Mashiro said.
"is it not you who is a little unhappy?"
Even after slightly calming himself, he attacked Mashiro sharply.
"Its all Sorata's fault"
"ha?"
"You did not, praise my clothing!"
Mashrio's voice echoed through the halls. The mood strengthens among the students watching the scene. Hearing the normally calm Mashiro shout caught their interest.
"even though I put effort into my hair"
"...what, are you trying to say"
what was just said....
"and also put on make up"
Sorata was only thinking of the sketchbook.
"You also walked very fast! Because I was wearing sandals, my feet hurts!"
Other than feeling Mashiro is being unreasonable, Sorata is puzzled at how to handle the situation, and no one will be there to give him a solution.
"you also didn't call me by name!"
"..."
"even though we had an agreement to call me by name when we are alone..."
Mashiro started crying. (note: someone give me a gun, RIGHT NOW. I will be glad to take Sorata's place
)
Staring at Sorata.... only looking at Sorata, blaming him.
"also wouldn't hold my hand!"
More eyes joined the commotion, it was towards the end of free time and students are returning to the hotel...
"What is it, what happened?"
"Who are ones arguing?"
"That, isn't that Shiina-san, are the two of them, going out..."
The hall became filled with such discussions.
Even normal visitors stopped at the scene.
"Shiina, wait, come over here"
It would be better to go elsewhere. With that thought in mind, Sorata grabbed Mashiro's wrist.
"Let go"
She swang her hand away as she said that.
"Everyone are watching, so let...."
"and what about it?"
"..."
"I am talking to Sorata."
It has nothing to do with anyone else, Mashiro's eyes claimed.
"..."
It is useless to say anything now, unsure about how to face Mashiro. It is the first time he felt Mashiro is difficult to handle.
Mashiro chastised the troubled Sorata.
"...its enough"
"that, what are you doing"
"what Sorata, its enough!"
The hat was thrown at Sorata
"what...."
Panic appeared on Sorata's face, and the hat landed on the ground. Mashiro rushed towards the elevator in the blink of an eye.
(might do a confession scene if I get bored enough during another lunch hour)