Ahaha, I thought so! [ He so badly wants to add that he thinks that Kasen can make anything look elegant simply because it's Kasen but it wouldn't do well to fluster him further. Perhaps something he can tell him later in a more elegant setting as per Kasen's poetic fantasies. In fact...something has just hit Mikazuki in the midst of their conversation and as soon as Kasen is finished, that's when Mikazuki will pounce once again. ] Oh my!

[ -- Figuratively, of course. ] It has just occurred to me that we rarely have time to talk like this. [ He sets his hand on the uchigatana's own before he continues. ] Which is a great shame to me since I am enjoying this thoroughly...so, what would you say we set aside time for another of these talks in the future?

Not that I don't appreciate our talk now in this, ahem, cafe but you might appreciate the teahouse more. [ Truth be told, so does Mikazuki. ] Ah, but -- [ Both hands move up a bit and give Kasen's biceps a squeeze, squeeze with his usual graceful smile as he does so. Help him because he just CAN'T resist and it's a good thing he had Kasen sit down lest he give his B- butt another touch. To the other's relief however, Mikazuki's touch doesn't linger too much as he defers to leaning back in his own seat instead and his feelsy hands have gone away into the insides of his large sleeves. ] I apologize, haha, that's the last time I'll touch you tonight, I promise.