The Literary High School Girl Wants to Help

Saturday.

For me, Saturday had become the one day each week when everything was on the line.

"I have to get home as soon as possible...!"

I’d finished my morning classes and was sprinting home at full speed.

I had to get home, take a shower, and put on something cute.

I needed to prepare for the arrival of Masato-sama.

"...Hm?"

Just then, the phone in my pocket vibrated.

It was a social media notification.

Had Masato-san already messaged me...