*Kasamatsu blinks at
you in slight confusion* “Would I hold what against-“when he realizes your
meaning his face flushes to a red rivaling a cherry tomato. Your lilting giggle
makes his heart almost stop, hands and forehead sweating. “I..um…that is…”
“If he won’t, I will,” supplies Moriyama.
“Hey, back off!” Kasamatsu shouts, his arm finding its way
around your shoulders on its own accord. Moriyama
just winks at you, mouthing, “You’re welcome”, before sauntering off.

