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[skilful]

Even a chocolate me would want to be by king's side.

[clansman]

Hah. . . [ a beat. ] You're not gonna have time today.

[ is that a spoiler??? it's totally a spoiler.






o well. ]

[skilful]

Then, next year it is!

[ there will be a next year. he'll make sure of it. but he's curious now -- he was expecting something. ]

What are we doing today?

[clansman]

[ THE BLANKEST LOOK. ]

What'd you do yesterday?

[skilful]

[ instantly ] Made the bar out of chocolate!

[clansman]

[ . . . of course. but, for all that mikoto's shit at birthday presents, at least he can try. ]

Pick somewhere you'd wanna go.

[skilful]

[ homra is his first thought. here is fine, is his second. but he pauses to think, thoughtful. ]

Hm~m... Ah, the hot springs!

[clansman]

That's it?

[skilful]

That's it, that's it. I've heard great things about it!

[ hand pumps up excitedly!! ]

[clansman]

What's there to hear?

[skilful]

It's warm and it feels good to soak in it. [ a beat, almost absently ] Ah, but King's warm too...

[clansman]

. . . haah. Cold again?

[skilful]

Nope! ...At least, not right now. The snow's been letting up, you know.

...I wonder if spring will come one day. Maybe we'll get to see cherry blossoms here then? When it does, we could go flower viewing with everyone again!

[clansman]

[ no, he doesn't know. temperature stopped being a concern to him long ago. ]

We could go somewhere with cherry trees.

[skilful]

[ portable heater perks ]

We'll have to bring sake with us.

[ and then he pauses. ]

...Right now?

[clansman]

[ a glance, a thought, and - ]

If you want to.

[ he can threaten the transport pad or something. ]

[skilful]

[ already seeing that in his head...... ]

Then, let's go for a walk, King!

...But, before that. [ pointing to the chocolate. ]

[clansman]

[ a still-blanker look --

before an equally blank sigh. the figure's lifted, and neatly, he bites the head off. ]

[skilful]

[ he blinks, then -- laughs in between his words of "king", "behead", "chocolate" ]

[clansman]

[ . . .

disgruntledly, his fingers hook in totsuka's collar to haul him towards the door. why is he being laughed at!! ]

Oi.

[skilful]

[ making a sound, he coughs but willingly follows, reaching out only to grab his scarf before they step outside.

not wearing it just yet, he smiles and turns to suoh. ]

Hmm?

[clansman]

[ the walk's easy, not in the least because mikoto's, consciously or not, keeping a sort of room temperature for meters around. their steps sink through the snowdrifts as if carved. ]

You want me to eat it? Or not?

[skilful]

[ it's warm enough that he doesn't need his scarf but he holds onto it either way.

...and. ]

I made it for you. [ his smile widens onto the edge of laughing but he doesn't again. ] I just didn't think you'd bite the head off first.

[clansman]

Haah. Where else was I gonna bite?

[ . . . wait. ]

Where would you bite?

[skilful]

From below!

[ he's joking. probably. ]