He knocked, but Shinguuji was not hesitant to immediately use a hair pin to open the door. ❝ Birth. ❞ Saying this, he walked out the door. Seconds later, he dragged a large stereo through the door. ❝ For your guitar. ❞
she opens the door (not minding that her own tactic’s been used against her) and smirks at their little in-joke, before eyes go wide at the huge stereo he’s dragging all by himself.
“Kore-chan, wait!! Let me help! Don’t wanna damage the goods beforehand, yeah?”
a wink, and she grabs the other side of the stereo, attempting to help bring it in. when they finish, she clings to him in a hug.
“Thanks, Kore-chan! You might have been the first to say it back a few hours, but you can never wish someone a happy birthday enough times!”