[The patter of feet across carpet, the shutting of a door. And laughter. Fudou's face had indeed been stern when he called to the boy, but as soon as he hears the reaction, it bubbles up like the content of a shaken up soda bottle and echoes through the small apartment.
He was uncertain about this for a split second tonight. He's still not sure how this will turn out. But for the time being, Fudou can say with confidence that he liked this kid.]
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He was uncertain about this for a split second tonight. He's still not sure how this will turn out. But for the time being, Fudou can say with confidence that he liked this kid.]
Good night, Hakuryuu.