[as hisui adjusts her positioning, it seems like neku finally comes to his senses. his eyes fly open and he can see her face is as close to his as humanly possible. he's pretty sure his heart actually skips a beat or two before he breaks the kiss, taking a hasty step back. it at least confirms that they are no longer bound by the dreaded mistletoe's curse... for now.
his face is as red as her hair as he stammers,]
You... you really don't need to go that far. Look, it's done.
[ He's not the only one who's beet-red, although Hisui's blush thankfully doesn't clash with her hair. Her heart feels as though it's racing much too hard for a situation that she's had to deal with more than once (perhaps because it's been some time, she wonders), and it takes a few seconds for her to reply as she places a palm over her chest and curls her fingers into the fabric.
... Really, as shameful as it is to admit it, even to herself, the most prevalent sensation she's feeling right now is overwhelmed. ]
... Forgive me, Neku-san. [ And, as expected from a maid, she curtsies slightly. ] I'm sorry for troubling you.
[as embarrassed as he feels right now, he still can't shake his head and sigh when she hears the familiar phrase come out of her mouth, coupled with the gesture.]
...I'm just gonna preemptively forgive you for every time you say that from now on.
[...he's just now realizing that, hisui is stubborn in her own way. even if... that means she's being stubborn by being submissive? the very idea confuses him a little.]
[ Hisui can't mess up tea, at least. Not that Neku is usually the kind of guest who visits the mansion often, but when it isn't some of the more formal classmates of Akiha's, it's one of Shiki's... female friends, and at least one of them isn't that formal either. She'll step back to allow him room to enter further, at least. ]
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his face is as red as her hair as he stammers,]
You... you really don't need to go that far. Look, it's done.
(Really, Neku? That's what you end up saying?)
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... Really, as shameful as it is to admit it, even to herself, the most prevalent sensation she's feeling right now is overwhelmed. ]
... Forgive me, Neku-san. [ And, as expected from a maid, she curtsies slightly. ] I'm sorry for troubling you.
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...I'm just gonna preemptively forgive you for every time you say that from now on.
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[ Wait a second, she's just going to look bewildered. ]
That's very magnanimous of you, but if I truly cause you offense at some point--
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[...he's just now realizing that, hisui is stubborn in her own way. even if... that means she's being stubborn by being submissive? the very idea confuses him a little.]
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[ Hisui does indeed possess a very strong stubborn streak, which mostly rears its head when it comes to not being allowed to care. ]
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(And figure out something to do that doesn't involved forced kissing...)
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[ Hisui can't mess up tea, at least. Not that Neku is usually the kind of guest who visits the mansion often, but when it isn't some of the more formal classmates of Akiha's, it's one of Shiki's... female friends, and at least one of them isn't that formal either. She'll step back to allow him room to enter further, at least. ]