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Eh? But...

[She'd already said it. Yuuto heard her. He believed her the first time. But it still feels strange to hear it again. Yuuto looks down at her, aware of how embarrassingly flustered he is getting over something that should be so simple. His gaze softens to a different kind of sincerity, which he's subconsciously guarded until now behind teasing smiles.]

... can you say it again?

Ah, well...

[ She would have been fine, if she were not put on the spot like this. ]

I-I can, but now you're putting me on the spot like this...!

[Yuuto shakes his head, averting his gaze shyly as well.]

N-No. I-It's fine. I'm sorry for making such a strange request.

[ Inaba grumbles a little, shaking her head. ]

No, sorry, I just- I got a little flustered. C'mon, get a little closer.

Hmm? Sure. [Yuuto lowers himself closer,] Can I kiss you- Help, Can I help you?

You can, but first--

[ She'll lean in close, so that her lips are right near his ear as she lowers her voice to a whisper: ]

I love you, Yuuto. ♥

[Yuuto shivers noticeably- Especially obvious since his belt tail follows suit,- and hides his face near the crook of her neck. He hadn't expected his own reaction. His attempt to recover is not going smoothly.]

A-Ahaha... Mmm. I- I love you too, Himeko...

Ahaha... your reaction was really cute.

[ Even if she's laughing, it's not as if she's making fun of him; rather, she's having fun seeing his response. ]

I-I was surprised. [Says the person who literally asked her to say it.

Yuuto stays close, kissing her neck and then settling comfortably. He needs to calm down and regain his facade.]

It feels nice, even without the chocolate.

It's what you wanted, though, wasn't it?

It was..! I'd ask you to say it again, but I think I'd be weird about it..!

Ehhh... I wanna see now. [ And more playfully than before: ] I love you, Yuuto.

[He makes quite the sound, face still hidden against her neck, and ends up catching one of her hands to hold. His belt happily wags, even as he's pouting.]

Himeko... Mean. Now I'm blushing..! [he was already blushing.]

Haha... looks like I've won. You really like that, don't you?

[He's still pouting,] I-I do... It feels strange to believe it.

[For most of his life, words of love have been directed at "Yumeno Yuuto" as a concept. But never at him.]

Thank you for winning.

Is it really that hard...? You're welcome though, I guess.

Mm. Everyone before was accidentally lying.

[Though he’s beginning to relax, Yuuto keeps a grip on her hand.]

I won’t disappoint you.

I trust that. Ah... um- do you want to keep going?

[ She squeezes his hand in return. ]

[He’s quiet for a moment as he remembers what they were leading up to.]

… Mm. If you’re still okay with this.

Of course I do... I want it a lot, so. You don't mind if I take more off, do you?

I don’t mind at all! Should I also… [Yuuto looks down at himself; He sure does wear a lot of layers. He only now notices how his belt has been swaying.] My belt is doing it again.

If you want. It's fine if you don't, though.

[ She'll shift a little bit as she reaches behind her to start unclasping the bra; her face is honestly a little red as she does this. ]

And... ah- I noticed, but I didn't want to say anything.

Ah- I-I'm sorry. I should have taken it off sooner.

[And just like that, his belt disappears and leaves only the faintest trace of star-like sparkles. Yuuto pushes himself to his knees and watches her with a mix of admiration and anxiety, before quietly offering:]

... Do you want help? I know how bra clasps work.

It's okay, Yuuto. I can at least do this much.

[ She says the words as she glances away in embarassment, the bra off as she tosses it aside. ]

Don't get too disappointed or whatever, okay?

Disappointed about what? [He'll shift a bit closer so that he can kiss the back of her neck, trying to be reassuring.]

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