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[dereban]

[ It had been a complete accident.

The fact that she was now at his bedside just waiting for him to wake up after getting hit hard in the head was definitely not a part of today's plans for her, but he seemed to be relatively fine otherwise.

So now all she could do, really, was wait. ]

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[dereban]

That's it...? That was a lot more tame than I expected.

[spacialeyes]

I-I’m sorry. Is that disappointing? Should I let my mind wander more?

[dereban]

Not disappointing, but... it's just pretty tame.

[spacialeyes]

Are you sure..? I think it's quite forward and scandalous of me to think..? After all.

I'm kami. I'm not supposed to... [His voice trails off and he ultimately tries to correct his old thinking,] Dreaming of a life with you may be selfish, but I enjoy it.

[dereban]

Why are the both of you like this.

[ Inaba. ]

Anyway, there's more... scandalous things, anyway.

[spacialeyes]

Eh? Is this a common issue..?

[He looks back at her and, remembering what they've been doing, offers to help undress her. Absolutely appropriate for this conversation.]

Like what? Marriage? A pact?

[dereban]

Well, I mean... marriage would be nice, but... I-I was thinking more...

[ She trails off, assisting him in undressing. ]

[spacialeyes]

[It clicks what she is alluding to.

Just laughs quietly, pausing his efforts to cup her cheek.]

You’re amazing. You could say that like it’s an easy dream to have. I’m always so worried about how unobtainable it is. [He always doubts that he could deserve to be happy and ends up miserable instead.] There’s something else that you want instead?

[dereban]

That's because it is. We could even get married tomorrow, if that's what you wanted.

[ Inaba, so sudden...! ]

I just thought that it'd be a little more perverse. Is that weird?

1/2

[spacialeyes]

[Yuuto stares at her in silence, too shocked to initially react. Sure, he just said that he admired how easily she could voice things like that, but-!!!]

... ha?

[spacialeyes]

Perverse- Wedding?? Tomorrow???

[dereban]

I... I didn't meant that the wedding had to be perverse! And I was just- I'm not actually prepared for a wedding tomorrow...!? I just- I mean... I wanted to make a point that you could have whatever you wanted...

[spacialeyes]

Aaaa... haha, r-right, uh- I can be perverse! [If it means that he doesn't have to think about how impossible marriage is for him!

Perhaps this logic should have been communicated better.]

If that's what you want? I-I mean- I think about you a lot already, so..!

[dereban]

. . . don't force yourself for me, Yuuto.

[spacialeyes]

It's not really forcing..! So much as ah... um... [His loud anxiety does begin to quiet down, but only because he's feeling shy.] ... I like it when you're happy. And when we're happy together.

[dereban]

I do too, but... I don't want you to be different for me.

[spacialeyes]

Ah... Well-.

I won't do anything that I don't want to? Because I trust you... I trust you enough to say "no" if I need to, so...

[dereban]

Well, yeah.

But now this is making me feel like I'm the more perverse one here...

[spacialeyes]

Sorry... I've never thought of someone this way before you. [He trails his fingers down her leg as an experiment,] I don't dislike it..?

[dereban]

Mmm... like I said, I don't mind, it's just a bit embarrassing for me.

1/2

[spacialeyes]

[He doesn't want for her to feel embarrassed! Feeling faster than he thinks, Yuuto shakes his head and blurts the first solution that comes to mind:]

Maybe if I do more perverse things, I will be able to think about it more easily. Does that help?

[Said like it's the same as learning to ride a bike.]

2/2

[spacialeyes]

[... What did he just say?]

Change of plans. Can I kiss you??

[dereban]

You can't just say that and then take it back...

[ She lets out a heavy sigh, her shoulders sagging. ]

But that's fine; I don't hate it. And - yeah. You can.

[spacialeyes]

[Yuuto does quietly push forward for a kiss, but he’s not actually wiping the previous conversation from his mind. At least, not enough to stop himself from sliding his hand down her leg and resting it on her thigh.]

… were you telling the truth before, by the way? About… um-.

[dereban]

Yes? Do I look like I have a reason to lie?