[Haruka felt very awkward, and tried to focus his sight ahead and on on the little human holding onto him. Was the blush from the sake bringing the warmth to his cheeks or-...? He almost wanted to slip out of that grip somehow.
Instead, a hand was laid to rest on Kantarou's head.]
We should head back inside soon... It's getting late, and that will only make it colder.
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Instead, a hand was laid to rest on Kantarou's head.]
We should head back inside soon... It's getting late, and that will only make it colder.