It was becoming more of a habit between the two of them to share a simple peck to either the cheek or the forehead in their more private moments. Being with Chihiro was always a pleasant experience, and to see her have such trust in him filled him with pride and joy.
The exchange was no different this time, and they had learned the proper way to compensate for the height difference without poor Chihiro grabbing a stool. In fact, it was becoming so fluid that it could be construed as the Hall Monitor simply bowing before his classmate, as he did on many occasion with others.
Even so, Ishimaru would never be caught displaying such affections. Chihiro knew this of course, and he wished his friend could be a little bit more lax when it came to such matters. At least he had gotten over the simple touch and wasn’t yelling every other time they shared their greeting.
It was certainly a work in progress.