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is it? i thought it was a compliment.
(he replies with an amused shake of his head.)
hm… i suppose i’ll have to make it my mission to remember every one of them. i do enjoy getting things right when it comes to you.
he catches her against his chest with ease, one arm slipping around her before she can escape again.
“ah. so that’s what this was really about and here i thought you wanted my hair.”
a quiet chuckle escapes him. low enough that she can feel it through his chest.
“is that your first concern? not why i’m here. not where i’m taking you. just my manners?”
amusement dances behind wisteria irises as he glances down at her.
“i’m wounded, shoko.”
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his gaze drifts to where her fingers rest against his hand, noticing the way she studies him. it earns the faintest smile.
“you keep speaking as though kindness is something that must be earned.”
his observation is gentle.
“i don’t believe it works that way.”
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he arches a brow, a faint smile tugging at his lips.
“that’s your strategy? call me scared and hope i back down? i expected something more convincing from you.”
he folds his arms loosely.
“though i will admit, watching you try might be entertaining.”
❝is that so?❞
his lips curved upwards slowly.
❝then i should consider myself fortunate. from the sound of it, i’ve passed a rather exclusive screening process.❞
he rested his chin against his hand, studying the attorney with simple curiosity.
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“kenjaku…?”
a quiet breath leaves him, almost like a restrained laugh. his eyes flick briefly to the blood dagger before returning to choso’s face, completely unshaken.
“you’ve mistaken me for someone else.”
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𝑮𝑶𝑼𝑮𝑬. ( Alt ! )
Choso casually walked through an open field until he spotted a familiar face .. !! in his mind he immediately assumed it was 𝑵𝑶𝑹𝑰𝑻𝑶𝑺𝑯𝑰 𝑲𝑨𝑴𝑶 ! without taking a look at the forehead of the man.
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his lips curve just slightly, amused by the contrast between her delicate tone and spirited gesture.
“we haven’t… that feels like an oversight.”
he takes her hand with a smooth ease, bringing it slightly closer.
“geto suguru …i’ll remember yours. it would be a shame not to.”
he watches him for a moment, that faint smile lingering but never quite reaching his eyes.
“…normal.”
he repeats it quietly.
“i think you’re forcing that word a little too much.”
his head tilts.
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