"It was fun, but…I think it’s probably for the better that I leave the videogaming to you from now on. It just doesn’t really suit me." Yuuichi set the controller down and leaned back in his chair, letting out a soft laugh. It was something they could both agree on. Books looked better in his hands. Sports magazines, even. That kind of technology certainly did not, and the screen marking the fact he’d died only acted as further proof.
"Oh, but it got you talking, at least. And is that even a smile I see?" He poked his finger into his brother’s cheek, "You can be a real grouch when you’re concentrating, you know. Who knew you’d turn out to be such a patient teacher."
"At least you tried it out," he pointed out softly, gazing at the older with a seemingly blank look but there was a warmth in his eyes. With a blink, he gently swatted Yuuichi's hands, giving off a soft grumble in response. "Please. I'm not a grouch. That's just your imagination."
Even if he said that, he himself admitted it that he could be, but he liked the word loner better. He just didn't like the whole idea of hanging out with others unless they shared a same interest as him. As for Tenma, well, the brunet was a different story of course.
