[Her blush, already a pretty red shade, deepens and Makoto secretly hopes for the stairs to fall through and she would die at the bottom of the heap. But her luck's not that specific and she can maybe deal with it. Maybe.

Especially since her stairs swing towards the boy's direction, opposite of where they'd been aimed a moment before.]

Yeah, normal. [She lets out a soft, self-deprecating chuckle.] I guess the stairs thought that was worth more than the comment about Umino.

[Do stairs read? Hell, how do they hear?!]

I dunno. I mean, gym clothes are okay for gym class or working out, but I prefer cute dresses and things like that for everyday wear.