“I have a bottomless stomach. It’s a fact best put out into light as soon as possible.” He replied. “Though it does still embarrass me a bit.”
Once she’d made her way inside the door was shut and locked behind him. Minato’s shoes were left at the door before he joined Makoto. Her compliments had him absolutely elated. Too many compliments felt forced or hollow, yet her’s came off as genuine.
He organized the sheet music into a neat pile before taking care of the sketches as she looked through them. That left the once cluttered table looking clean and showing off exactly how well taken care of it truly was.
“I used to only be able to sketch for a while, but over time I got better with painting thanks to a friend of mine. Before that I was only good at playing the piano and photography.” Minato said. “I could help you learn how to better paint on a canvas rather than people if you’d like.”
A smile was given, as she put the last of what she was holding down
neatly into the pile. It was a really nice apartment, everything was so
clean and orderly. At least he seemed to be like her in that regard.
She had made a note of the fact he had locked the door. Not really from
a fear standpoint, but as a nod to safety precaution. After working with
Ryuji, it became a blessing whenever someone remembered to lock the
Fingers drummed against her lips as she started to get lost in her train of
thought, evaluating everything.Everything seemed to be stacking up to the
fact that he was telling the truth. However, after having to deal with someone
like Akechi, she still couldn’t help but feel she should stay aware of every
“ Oh, I’m sorry. I spaced out for a minute. How rude of me. “
She sat down on the couch, looking up at him. She considered a moment,
before patting the spot next to her.
