[Really, it’s a good thing he didn’t start on his tea while the demon still had a mouth unoccupied. Chikusa can only imagine how hard he would have choked on his tea at that last statement. As it is, it’s just a sharp inhale of breath as he imagines- no. That’s the first step to everything going straight to hell, literally in this case.]
[His face is still burning in a way that has nothing to do with the steam rising up out of his mug.]
Just- my bathroom. Go do it in their to make yourself presentable. [His fingers dig in tighter against his tea.]
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[His face is still burning in a way that has nothing to do with the steam rising up out of his mug.]
Just- my bathroom. Go do it in their to make yourself presentable.
[His fingers dig in tighter against his tea.]
...I’ve committed enough sin in a day….