He wasn’t entirely certain what it was that he said to make Byakuran erupt into laughter like that, but it must have been pretty amusing. That didn’t interrupt Yamamoto’s confusion, however, the expression written across his features so plainly that his brows furrowed together. “Hah? Bedroom?” This time, the ebony’s perplexity pulled the corners of his lips into a frown. “Naa, Byakuran. I’m usually pretty dry when I go to bed.”
“pity. what’s the point of being the rain guardian if you can’t get wet at the appropriate moments.” byakuran please stop yourself immediately.
