“Kensuke Asagi, Mihate's leading expert on sexy babes, at your service!”
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- New to character, New to Verse.
- Ships w/ chem
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*Looking through the gallery of photos he took today. Quite a few of them were blurry captures of Nikarei*
Damn. If only that security guard hadn’t noticed me.
“Looks like you already did…”
I wince as I notice Kensuke’s left bicep, and quickly order our beef bowls.
“If she does show up, I can distract her for you. Unless you did something to her today.”
Don't say stuff like that, dude. It might actually happen now. My day will be ruined.
I wanna eat not get punched...
*he rubs a spot on his left bicep*
Kensuke relaxes as he speaks.
“You know this is the kind of place she would totally come to eat without knowing you were here, right?”
Although if she did know, she’d probably avoid it if possible.
My stomach growls. Right, I never got a meal at Pastiche today.
“Yeah. Let’s eat.”
And so, we head to the station to get a meal worthy of Kensuke’s empty pockets.
...that’s true. But he wouldn’t stalk me, he’d usually be with Saya…
“Kensuke, did you anger Saya recently?” I walk beside him, hands in my pockets.
...also, wait, did Kensuke just read my mind!?
I take a moment to think about my answer. On one hand, I didn’t expect my day to bring me right into Kensuke’s arms. On the other hand, my alternative is… the apron. I should…
>…go with Kensuke.
…go back to Pastiche.
“Sure. I’ll come with you.”
As expected, the first thing Kensuke asks me about is girls. I think back to the past few days…
…blue hair. A pure smile. Haunted eyes. A television presence.
…and I decide not to tell Kensuke about that.
“I did see one. Didn’t talk, though.”
Something else comes to mind.