Kirei was an honest man. He told no lies, merely kept his silence at the right times. If any of the faithful believers of Fuyuki were to pass by him as he carried a whole bag of groceries, they would have no doubt that it is for a good deed.
——Never would they guess that it +
@martyriumed the owner of the house against the counter, he does it with a smile.
‘You are going to wake him up.’
Their eyes meet. Dark, dark hues. Kirei savours in the change of expression on the other. With the bigger figure towering over, he was utterly powerless. Nowhere to escape. +
@martyriumed … [That is certainly a change to be noted. For a moment, the cold hearted priest is unsure how to respond (or feel) about that light.]
No, I have not.
@martyriumed organise his workplace, paying no mind to the silent treatment. Unneeded ingredients were placed into the mostly empty fridge, kitchen tools rearranged in order. These subtle actions left footprints of his presence in the form of emptiness——slowly, the house will be +