The raven haired young man laughed softly at the thought of their faces as Ichika exclaims their engagement to the crowd... It would save them having to do it at least. Ayato may have fought against and alongside many of those in that room, but it was still occasionally uncomfortable for him. Though he personally couldn’t see anyone objecting outright, his internal paranoia did ponder on whether they would mutter amongst themselves on how it was a bad idea... How they would still see him as he was back then and not as he now stood...
But he shirked away those thoughts for now. They didn’t matter. Only Hinami’s opinion mattered...
“If I were you I’d wear running shoes then. She may be pregnant, but I can imagine Touka chasing after us demanding answers! May even throw her shoes at us to come back and spill...” He spoke from experience.
















