"Good!" Shiori beamed. Ignoring the potential germ hazard (because a flirt like him couldn't possibly have gotten something... contagious), Shiori resumed eating her sandwich. Chewing thoughtfully for a moment, she hesitated.
"So, um..." she began rather awkwardly, at a loss for what to say. Conversation with Keiichi had come a lot easier than this - maybe it was because of hers and Satou-senpai's age difference, however small it may be? Or something? There had to be something they had in common...