The older woman rolled her eyes, her glare changed to one soft smile before giving the kitchen utensil to her daughter so she could hug her friend like Inari did before. “Forgotten? Maybe, not really.” After separating herself from the male, she pats his shoulder while pointing behind him so he could see the twins, who were still sitting on the floor but now this time with the game in pause and looking at him.
The female one hid behind her twin brother while he was looking at Otogiri with an unreadable face but anyone could see in his eyes that he was curious of the new guest that his older sister and mother were making so much fuss about it.
“I don’t think they remember Uncle Otogiri, mom” Her red eyes stared at her little brother and he shook his head instead making Inari chuckled “See?. Don’t worry, my dears~!” She puts her hand over the older man, ready to presenting him “He is Otogiri Shiki… Ya remember that movie we saw the other day?” The twins nodded and then come the realisation, the female twin gasps and stands up, almost running to him with her big, red eyes.
“Are ya that actor? Are ya really our Uncle?” The girl began to shower him with questions along with compliments “I really like your movies! You are great! I didn’t know you were our Uncle!” She began to talk quickly, Inari and Blanche laughing for how excited the small one was getting by the minute. Meanwhile, her twin was still sitting on the floor, looking at Otogiri with his golden, almost judgemental eyes.
Blanche walked to her excited child to give her a pat on her head to make her stop, which actually makes her stop “I do hope you remember Ninko and Kuzunoha, Otogiri” She raised her eyebrow, turning her golden eyes to her friend, expectation on it “I mean, they were 8 the last time you came… 7 years ago? Work got you good”
Despite his long friendship with Blanche, the feeling of getting embraced was still alien to the man, making him tense momentarily when she mirrored her daughter’s earlier actions. The moment came and went by quickly, however, before Otogiri already relaxed again, placing one hand atop of his friend’s head with another chuckle. At the very least, a hug was preferable to being skewered with kitchen gadgets.
It was when Blanche pulled away again, that Otogiri became aware of the stares he was receiving, making him turn and face the twins which were observing him from a safe distance. It was strange, really; the last time he had seen the two, they had barely reached his hip. To see them again now, having reached adolescence was an odd sight, strange and yet so familiar. And, just as it had been with Inari, he couldn’t help but notice how alike the two looked to their parents - reminding him always just whose children he was dealing with.
He had been just about to re-introduce himself properly after Inari’s helpful announcement of his person, when the younger girl - was she Ninko? - suddenly rushed forward, pelting him excited questions. Her brother, however, hadn’t moved a single inch from his post, simply eyeing like he was an alien intruder still. In a way, that was probably the case.
❝I remember them, but I couldn’t say that I would have recognized them, if we had met on the street by chance. All three of you certainly have grown quite a bit.❞
Taking a moment to take all three children once more from head to toe, the man brought up one gloved hands to his lips in a thoughtful gesture, black eyes flickering back to his longtime friend - now with the faintest hint of teasing amusement in his expression.
❝I cannot say the same about you, thought, Blanche. You're still just as I remember you.❞
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