[Oh no, Minato is dense, isn't he? He's totally dense. He's just realizing that now, and it's embarrassing.
The way she confesses that, sheepish and grumbled, makes his heart skip another beat in his chest. Or maybe it's the fact that it's just now sinking in, properly and completely, that... she feels the same way as him.
Ritsuka feels... the same way.]
... Ah. Then that's--
[.... Aaah? Aaaaaaaa!!!]
--!
[He doesn't know what to say, really, so he's just scooping her more tightly into that hug, burying his face against her hair for a moment. Aha!! Now they're both flustered!]
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The way she confesses that, sheepish and grumbled, makes his heart skip another beat in his chest. Or maybe it's the fact that it's just now sinking in, properly and completely, that... she feels the same way as him.
Ritsuka feels... the same way.]
... Ah. Then that's--
[.... Aaah? Aaaaaaaa!!!]
--!
[He doesn't know what to say, really, so he's just scooping her more tightly into that hug, burying his face against her hair for a moment. Aha!! Now they're both flustered!]