Would she have the permission to drink tea in his company?

“ I fancy any kind of tea. ” Replied the vice president, grabbing the warm cup once the green liquid was poured. A discreet smile was visible on her visage. “ Thank you. ”

“ Mhm.~ ” Moving her cranium up and down to perform a nod, a tiny sip of the hot drink was taken.

“ Greetings. ”

Now pondering as for why her feet left the ground so suddenly. “ Hum. . . ”

“ Are you. . . Having fun or anything of the sort—? ” A good thing her dextral was firmly caught. Yaoyorozu does not mind. . . Yet, her digestive system would sooner or later tell otherwise.

|| I ship it.

Uraraka's joyfully demeanor would, in the end, bring an amused curve to the vice president's lips. “ I appreciate your honesty. In fact, I find that interesting to float. ”

Your typical japanese girl has arrived.

|| Sowwy not sowwy.

“ Ever so enthusiastic. ”

Faintly shrugs. “ Nothing important. ”

“ I think not. Why should I? ” Thin eyebrow would raise.

“ I think you are wrong about that. We're just friends. ”

“ Yes. I could mention the same about you and Kirishima. ” Plot twist.

“ Mhm. He seems to like you quite a lot. Moreover, the feeling appears to be reciprocal. From what I see, at least. ”

“ Yes. ”