And indeed, that was working.  It seemed as long as she looked at his body, which was well toned, not to bulky, but not to lanky, she wasn't having perverted thoughts... other than the ones already flowing through her head anyway.  He followed behind her, matching her pace easily enough.  "I don't really know this area that well.  I know you said you weren't feeling well, but... maybe after school and clubs, you might be willing to show me around a bit?"  The tone seemed hopeful, but held a hint of expecting her to reject it outright.  "I'd be willing to pay for something to eat, of course.  I... just really don't want to ask one of my dad's servants."  Judging by the slight blush on his face, it seemed likely he had ulterior motives.  After all, he had called her cute.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>