[ For all your jokes Daichi-san, you dont appreciate the boob tray? Fine art is just wasted on some people... ]
Thanks.
[ Uncapping the bottle, Asahi shakes two of the white pills out into his palm and recaps the bottle. They're just aspirin-- they don't keep anything worthwhile on the premises for long-- but they'll be better than nothing. After a second of thought, instead of tossing it back to Daichi, he gives a small shake of his head and tucks the bottle into his pocket. He may need them later. He'll do Ukai a favor and replenish their stock from the store.
Rummaging around on the counter for a clean cup, or what could reasonably pass for clean, Asahi asks, ]
You'll let this lie, right?
[ This meaning, his face. This meaning, their tentative truce with Datekougyou. ]
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[ For all your jokes Daichi-san, you dont appreciate the boob tray? Fine art is just wasted on some people... ]Thanks.
[ Uncapping the bottle, Asahi shakes two of the white pills out into his palm and recaps the bottle. They're just aspirin-- they don't keep anything worthwhile on the premises for long-- but they'll be better than nothing. After a second of thought, instead of tossing it back to Daichi, he gives a small shake of his head and tucks the bottle into his pocket. He may need them later. He'll do Ukai a favor and replenish their stock from the store.
Rummaging around on the counter for a clean cup, or what could reasonably pass for clean, Asahi asks, ]
You'll let this lie, right?
[ This meaning, his face. This meaning, their tentative truce with Datekougyou. ]