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His head was pounding. Everything in the room seemed obnoxiously louder and brighter than before.It didn’t help that his throat was sore and felt like it was on fire. His entire body felt that way. It didn’t occur to him that he may have been sick until Mitsukuni came up and pressed his hand on Takashi’s head. A fever? This was all new to him. He’s never gotten sick before, making sure to stay in good health to help Hani when he needed it. Now it seemed Mori needed him to take care of him. He would have declined if it was anyone else, but he silently made his way to the empty couch to lay. “I’m sorry.” Raspy voice left him as he looked to the blond. Takashi felt like he had failed, trying to be healthy for Mitsukuni’s sake. 

“Then what does it matter if it’s true or not? Truth is relative to how we perceive the world around us. If it’s true to you, that’s all that matters and should inspire you to believe it.” Maybe not the most ‘logical’ way of viewing the world. But who ever said Nekozawa was logical? Besides that was how he viewed the world and how he lived his life. He’d heard countless times how black magic wasn’t true and his curses did nothing. But he really stopped listening after a while. The magic was true to him, the curses helped him, if others bought into it and were affected by it. Well he was happy to spread some of his personal truth. “If you want to believe in something, you should. No matter how true others say it is.”

                            “   You   noticed?   ”   Aoko   lifts   Mitsukuni   up   in   their   arms.   Amazed   by   his   deduction,   they   set   him   free.   Only   once   they’ve   arrived   the   gardening   club.   “——   Sorry   about   that.   I   heard   the   drama   club   was   gonna   play   a   prank   on   Tamaki.   Something   messy.   I   didn’t   want   you   getting   dirtied.   I   can’t   exactly   pick   him   up,   though.”   Given   Tamaki   is   double   Aoko’s   size   ...

                                      “   The   world   is   so   big   from   down   here   …   It   feels   less   lonely,   knowing   someone   else   can   see   it   this   way   too,   “   Another   spoonful   of   purin   fits   into   Aoko’s   mouth.   It’s   world’s   beyond   superior   to   the   supermarket   brand.   “   Hmm   …   I’m   jealous.   You   get   to   have   this   every   day,   don’t   you?   “

              “I’m just talking to my cat, Luna, see?” She lifted the cat up so Hani could see, Luna letting out a perfectly timed “mraow?” before Usagi set her back down on her lap, “Sometimes I just talk to her, you know? She’s a good listener.” Because she DEFINITELY can’t talk back, nope, definitely cannot.

“Huh? Why not?” the redhead blinked, canting his head slightly to the side. He didn’t see what was such a big deal, but he also wasn’t willing to touch it and figure out. Especially if it meant potentially getting on the blonde hosts bad side.