“Ah–” Before he could get a word in, his heart was almost stopped by the sullen statement that Masumi gave, fingers prompted to loosen from her hair and quickly to rest his palm to he cheek. “I could never bring myself to hate you, Masumi-chan! You are one of the most precious people to me..”
Now, he couldn’t explain it. But, having seen that depressing expression reminded Hirari of someone– who that was, he didn’t know. “..Masumi-chan please! My heart cannot take such jokes, it could bring me to tears to see such a beautiful woman with such a sad expression.” He humorously chastised her, thankful there was now a smile on her cheeks.
What a disappointing feeling it was, when Masumi slipped away to settle beside him. Embracing someone else, it is what always made him feel so comfortable. “I’m glad you still plan to visit me, and I will be sure to do the same with you. I’ll even bring along the Sake for us to enjoy a few drinks together!— Ahah kidding of course.. I know you and Naoto-chan don’t drink.”
Now, when she mentioned Naoto probably being excited over him, Hirari could have been compared to a puppy wagging its tail when it’s owner came home, because he definitely was over-the-top excited over the thought of Naoto actually having missed him. “I… I have not seen her yet, but I am so glad she cares so much as to have missed me like that!”
She could never quite understand why, or how, but Hirari was always an appealing presence to her. He managed to make her feel special and important, even if everything he said sounded like it was straight from an anime, or a cliche k-drama, but the reason those things were cliche was probably because people always wanted to hear them. Snickering under her breath, and shuffled closer to lean her head on his shoulder; breathing relaxing as her eyes closed.
Yup! She supposed she missed this about him the most! Hirari was sincere, and kind, and never failed to make people feel like they were worth something, despite the irony in that.
“Maybe we can convince Naoto-chan to drink some.” Masumi teased, knocking her toes together. “She’ll probably say no... but I know that she drinks during game nights, so she isn’t going to fool me.” Another musing hum. “It’ll be a celebration for arrival, just between us three!””















