I had a feeling you'd say something like that. You've got an awful lot of secrets, Beauty-kun.
[ they sigh, both amused and tired. They don't have the energy in them to grill him further. The truth is that this trial was extremely stressful for them the moment that handwriting test passed positive for Senri; every minute afterward was filled with an increasing sense of guilt. Guilt that they put Senri in danger, guilt for scapegoating him and his god by accident, guilt for making Beauty look bad, in spite of their better judgement. Only now is their tension finally beginning to unravel. They spoke to Senri, they spoke to Beauty, they spoke to Ishikirimaru about his impending demise, and, somehow, everything hasn't been ruined. ]
For now, I'll let you keep them. [ ... ] Can I sit with you? I want to hear more of your piano-playing. Just for a little while... Then I'll get back to work.
[There's no reply because it's true, and he isn't sure how Mizuki would feel about that. Nevertheless, it's best that they both relent for the time being. Still, he looks up almost in surprise.]
...yes, of course. Please. [He'll scoot over on the bench if Mizuki wants to join him, though there's a chair not too far should they opt for that.] I haven't had a captive audience for some time. I'll make sure it's worthwhile.
[Beauty knows plenty of songs from memory, so it's pretty easy to slip into something a little more lighthearted and meant to relax them. Everything else can wait until at least Monday when Beauty will go hunt down Mizuki himself.]
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I had a feeling you'd say something like that. You've got an awful lot of secrets, Beauty-kun.
[ they sigh, both amused and tired. They don't have the energy in them to grill him further. The truth is that this trial was extremely stressful for them the moment that handwriting test passed positive for Senri; every minute afterward was filled with an increasing sense of guilt. Guilt that they put Senri in danger, guilt for scapegoating him and his god by accident, guilt for making Beauty look bad, in spite of their better judgement. Only now is their tension finally beginning to unravel. They spoke to Senri, they spoke to Beauty, they spoke to Ishikirimaru about his impending demise, and, somehow, everything hasn't been ruined. ]
For now, I'll let you keep them. [ ... ] Can I sit with you? I want to hear more of your piano-playing. Just for a little while... Then I'll get back to work.
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...yes, of course. Please. [He'll scoot over on the bench if Mizuki wants to join him, though there's a chair not too far should they opt for that.] I haven't had a captive audience for some time. I'll make sure it's worthwhile.
[Beauty knows plenty of songs from memory, so it's pretty easy to slip into something a little more lighthearted and meant to relax them. Everything else can wait until at least Monday
when Beauty will go hunt down Mizuki himself.]