[This is bad. Yuuto may have her backed against a wall and he may have an audience, but he’s also very flustered. His heart is beating so fast that he can hear it trying to drown his logical thoughts with love… Which does not make for good revenge! It’s so mean of Inaba to look so good! With her beautiful eyes and soft hair in that ponytail..!
Yuuto puts his hand against the wall to steady himself, meeting her eyes in hopes of calming down.]
You look really good..! [His voice is softer than he’d like. In a mixed attempt to prove a point and state his case, Yuuto takes her hand and puts it over his chest.
Then fails the conversation with a very M argument.]
And I like being messed with this way! I keep thinking things..!
[It’s really unfair. Yuuto takes a half step closer, leaning forward and watching her face for signs of approval. He brings his lips closer to hers, but he doesn’t kiss her yet. Somehow his revenge is backfiring… He doesn’t really mind that.]
Can’t you guess? […] Did you really dress up to tease my heart this way? Because… you’re winning, a bit.
[The wide swishes of Yuuto's tail begin to slow once he's kissed her. As flustered as he'd been, there's something grounding about being allowed to kiss the person who got him so worked up. Even once he's broken the kiss, Yuuto keeps her pinned to the wall for a while longer. Kissing has helped him regain some confidence, it seems.]
[That's a dangerous answer, he almost lets himself think. But Yuuto knows that he would never purposefully hurt Inaba. Not in a million years.
He's mindful when he peels back her suit's shirt collar, just enough so he can reach her neck for another kiss. Feeling that he might get carried away, Yuuto hums in amusement at himself and whispers;]
I should make your food first, huh? You worked hard today.
[He lingers close for a second longer, then straightens up. Changing the way that he faces her, Yuuto opens an escape route and ends the pinning.]
I have ingredients for your strawberry shortcake, of course. And if you're hungry for a meal, I brought stuff for a miso ramen? [he's celebrating kanade and mafuyu in a weird way!]
Okay! Just promise that when dinner is ready, you'll focus only on my cooking for a bit, please? [He'll pause from meal prep so that he can kiss her forehead,] I'll be done soon.
[He complains in a teasing manner as he turns his back. Knives, cutting boards, pots and pans, and many ingredients begin to float around the kitchen as Yuuto prepares the meal. He wasn't kidding about only needing 10 minutes.]
[Yuuto just laughs in response, since he has no intention of actually stealing her share of the meal. As a mix between an apology and genuine curiosity, he walks over with a small bowl of broth for her to sample.]
How's it taste? Do you want it to be spicy or anything?
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Yuuto puts his hand against the wall to steady himself, meeting her eyes in hopes of calming down.]
You look really good..! [His voice is softer than he’d like. In a mixed attempt to prove a point and state his case, Yuuto takes her hand and puts it over his chest.
Then fails the conversation with a very M argument.]
And I like being messed with this way! I keep thinking things..!
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This is awful. She can feel her face burning a little bit and logic is slipping...just a little bit. Not that she minds, in this particular case. ]
...you idiotic masochist. I'm going to get curious about what you're thinking now, you know.
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Can’t you guess? […] Did you really dress up to tease my heart this way? Because… you’re winning, a bit.
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I think I want to kiss you…? And hold you… and touch you?
[Being honest is just making him more shy. But his own racing heart is encouraging him to be more forward for once.]
… Hey. Can the ‘master’ kiss the staff?
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Of course. Anything you want.
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... Hmm. A~nything?
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He's mindful when he peels back her suit's shirt collar, just enough so he can reach her neck for another kiss. Feeling that he might get carried away, Yuuto hums in amusement at himself and whispers;]
I should make your food first, huh? You worked hard today.
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...
She supposes it can wait. ]
Mm, yeah... what were you planning to make?
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I have ingredients for your strawberry shortcake, of course. And if you're hungry for a meal, I brought stuff for a miso ramen? [he's celebrating kanade and mafuyu in a weird way!]
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[He's feeling confident enough to tease her back, finally.
Yuuto begins to fetch the ramen supplies from the bags and lays them out on the kitchen counter.]
Ramen won't take long, no. I can have it done in... 10 minutes? With my power?
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Ah, that sounds good. Well, that means the ramen isn't the cheap cup ramen variant.
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[Grinning, Yuuto gestures at the ingredients and nods.]
Yes! I'm going to make everything myself! Well, except the noodles. You can sit down and work if you'd like?
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[He complains in a teasing manner as he turns his back. Knives, cutting boards, pots and pans, and many ingredients begin to float around the kitchen as Yuuto prepares the meal. He wasn't kidding about only needing 10 minutes.]
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[ She's joking.
Probably. ]
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[He's teasing!
Probably.
The broth is already boiling, rushed along by his power.]
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How's it taste? Do you want it to be spicy or anything?
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[ She takes the bowl and tastes it-- ]
Oh. It's pretty good. Let's not go for spicy tonight, though.
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Great! Then it's almost finished- Just gotta add the ingredients and let them heat up.
May I start setting the table?