Best of all best bros

[bodyscarred]

[ It's not hard to forget that he's technically here on business-- for a good couple of years, but all the same, Obi (despite appearances) does take his jobs very seriously. The young miss would be safe under his watchful eye - this time, and he thinks he'll always remember the singular time that she wasn't - and at the end of that time, he'll happily whisk her back into Zen's arms.

And maybe see if Kiki and Mitsuhide were dating yet, but without his help and interference, he highly doubts it.

It's a cold day as usual, however, and while Shirayuki is no doubt doing Pharmacy Things, Obi is...

Making snowmen??

Odd, that one sort of looks like Zen, though-- ]

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[pharmaceutical]

Okay, let's get to work!

[ Shirayuki is ready to DETERMINATION at some snow!! ]

[bodyscarred]

Have you ever built a snow-person, Mistress? There's an art to it.

[ Sure. ]

[pharmaceutical]

[ Sure, Obi.

Regardless of how well she may see through him, Shirayuki answers the question seriously. The recollection is a fond one, though, and given with a smile. ]

Not since I was a kid. Whenever the first snow hit our little corner of Tanbarun, my grandparents would take me outside and we'd spend the rest of the afternoon playing.

[bodyscarred]

Oh right, you're originally a mountain girl.

I hope you haven't lost your touch, then!

[pharmaceutical]

[ Face scrunching up, she gives him a bit of a look. It's entirely good-natured, however; indignation, not irritation. ]

We'll see!

[ Hmph. She's so hitting him with a snowball later. ]

[bodyscarred]

Wanna make it interesting, then?

[ Obi, don't gamble. ]

[pharmaceutical]

[ ................ ]






Yes, I do!

[ Shirayuki, that's not a good idea. ]

[bodyscarred]

Okay! We'll find a nice, impartial judge [ Ryu ] and whoever wins gets a favor from the loser.

[ Well, that's shockingly tame for Obi, but it's also Shirayuki. ]

[pharmaceutical]

[ That's... a relief. Not that she thought Obi would try to disadvantage her overly. He's her friend, and she trusts him completely.

His narration was correct, though. It's shockingly tame.

In fact... ]

Are you going easy on me?

[bodyscarred]

I never said what the favor was, right?

[ ... it's still Obi. ]

[pharmaceutical]

... [ What does she have to lose, really? It sounds fun. ]

Okay. Who do you have in mind for the judge?

[ Surely not the Marquis... ]

[bodyscarred]

[ Perish the thought. ]

Why... your teacher, of course! [ The cute one he could piggyback. ]

[pharmaceutical]

Okay, let's... bring him out at the end, but not tell him which one is which. That way, there's no opportunity for partial judging.

[ Not that she necessarily things Ryuu would... at least, not intentionally. As intelligent as he is in some ways, as much as Shirayuki respects him, she's also aware of his age.

What if he sold her out for free piggybacks? ]

Does that sound good, Obi?

[bodyscarred]

Sounds good to me, Mistress! Just don't expect an easy win.

[ He'll actually put in effort. ]

[pharmaceutical]

[ Pulling a pair of gloves out of her bag, she tugs them on and then begins rolling a ball of snow.

Seeing no problem in casual conversation while they compete, she asks, ]

Do you like Lyrias?

[bodyscarred]

... Well, I can't think of a better place for a snowball fight.

[ legit. ]

[pharmaceutical]

Maybe it's for the best that Zen isn't here, he'd rise right to the challenge.

[ And you won't, Shirayuki?

Regardless, the thought makes her giggle audibly. ]

[bodyscarred]

But which one of you would make the first move?

[ HE KNOWS YOU, MISTRESS. ]