[ What the hell is even going on now. Mikado looks up at her with squinty confusion, and then finally breathes out, ]
Where would -- I even go? [ That was the sort of joke Masaomi would make, but he would have a better punchline. He laughs a little, but it sounds more like pants. And he shakes his head. He offered to help her unpack? they went on a date and they gave her the photo display thing. He's not sure what you can call his feelings yet, but Masaomi's intuition, for all his other faults, isn't that bad. They're fuzzy now, and Mikado grins ]
So I'm not-- gunna. I think we -- it's nice. We work.
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Where would -- I even go? [ That was the sort of joke Masaomi would make, but he would have a better punchline. He laughs a little, but it sounds more like pants. And he shakes his head. He offered to help her unpack? they went on a date and they gave her the photo display thing. He's not sure what you can call his feelings yet, but Masaomi's intuition, for all his other faults, isn't that bad. They're fuzzy now, and Mikado grins ]
So I'm not-- gunna. I think we -- it's nice. We work.
[ Despite his doubts ]