Kido stands - sits? - her ground despite his face getting closer again. Having him so near does nothing to help calm her and he's still being obtuse. She has to do everything, huh?

She switches the way their hands are held, holding his instead of the other way around. In a kimono like this, she can't move as fast or freely as she usually can, but she moves into his lap and shoves her weight down on him to pin him into the grass. Hands still held tight against his chest, he has no room to move away.

Leaning over him, some of her hair falls around his face. "You idiot. You know what I mean. I told you, we can't date unless you ask me. So just ask me already!"