[Lazlily sinking into one big tangle on the bed, Souji laughs fondly and uses the tip of Kashuu's ponytail to tickle his nose.]
Well, even hopeless people like us can recognize a masterpiece when we see one, so that's probably the reason.
[Shameless flattery, but he knows Kashuu is probably the last person inte world to mind that sort of thing. And since he enjoys saying things like that, it kind of works out, doesn't it?
He gives Kashuu a look of unabashed fondness as he remembers to look out for Yamato as well, as Souji had been sure he would. For all that he repeatedly complains about the other sword, or takes a shot at him when opportunity is given without remorse, and usually seems mildly exasperated about his entire existence... well, Souji knows that when it really matters, both of them have each others' backs, and he's happy about that. He would've felt guilty if either of them resented the other, most likely.]
Of course. I'd never want to hurt his feelings, and it's not his fault I got like that.
...Even if some of the things I remember thinking make me want to turn my brain inside out and scrub it clean.
[In a way, this kind of implies that thinking things like that about Kashuu doesn't feel as incredibly creepy and wrong, and that's because it didn't. It makes sense, because there is something childlike about Yamato that Kashuu definitely lacks, and an implicit trust and pliability toward Souji that makes the whole thing seem much more unpleasant. That doesn't exactly make the Kashuu-centered thoughts wanted now, especially since remembering about them will infallibly turn him bright pink and make him want to apologize profoundly, but at least that's all they do.
With a sudden grin, he adds:]
But I guess a child of the river won't get too shocked by anything like that.
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Well, even hopeless people like us can recognize a masterpiece when we see one, so that's probably the reason.
[Shameless flattery, but he knows Kashuu is probably the last person inte world to mind that sort of thing. And since he enjoys saying things like that, it kind of works out, doesn't it?
He gives Kashuu a look of unabashed fondness as he remembers to look out for Yamato as well, as Souji had been sure he would. For all that he repeatedly complains about the other sword, or takes a shot at him when opportunity is given without remorse, and usually seems mildly exasperated about his entire existence... well, Souji knows that when it really matters, both of them have each others' backs, and he's happy about that. He would've felt guilty if either of them resented the other, most likely.]
Of course. I'd never want to hurt his feelings, and it's not his fault I got like that.
...Even if some of the things I remember thinking make me want to turn my brain inside out and scrub it clean.
[In a way, this kind of implies that thinking things like that about Kashuu doesn't feel as incredibly creepy and wrong, and that's because it didn't. It makes sense, because there is something childlike about Yamato that Kashuu definitely lacks, and an implicit trust and pliability toward Souji that makes the whole thing seem much more unpleasant. That doesn't exactly make the Kashuu-centered thoughts wanted now, especially since remembering about them will infallibly turn him bright pink and make him want to apologize profoundly, but at least that's all they do.
With a sudden grin, he adds:]
But I guess a child of the river won't get too shocked by anything like that.