[ The funny thing is, the only one that seems to even know that there's a Koujaku route is Koujaku, since he's been awfully evasive about explaining things. When he smiles at Clear, the android just thinks he's being nice - and even when he's fooled right out of that seat, in all his befuddlement, he's sure it must be a thing that guys do to pal around with their friends or something??? Sorry bro, he's never raced anyone.
There's definitely a moment in which he looks disheartened by the whole thing, because it surely would have been nice to sit by Aoba, too - but he startles right out of that when their shared confusion is expressed. ]
No, no! You can stay! [ With a halfhearted laugh, he's waving his hands. ] Aoba-san's just a popular guy, I think.
[ IF ONLY THEY KNEW. As Clear's reaching over to grab a couple of the appetizer plates, he shoots Koujaku a playfully leery pout, tone low to match. ]
I'll just beat you next time!
[ And as he's passing one plate to each of them, placing the remaining in the center of the table to hand around and take from as desired, he shrugs. ]
And maybe you'd allow me share your side after dinner anyway, Aoba-san?
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There's definitely a moment in which he looks disheartened by the whole thing, because it surely would have been nice to sit by Aoba, too - but he startles right out of that when their shared confusion is expressed. ]
No, no! You can stay! [ With a halfhearted laugh, he's waving his hands. ] Aoba-san's just a popular guy, I think.
[ IF ONLY THEY KNEW. As Clear's reaching over to grab a couple of the appetizer plates, he shoots Koujaku a playfully leery pout, tone low to match. ]
I'll just beat you next time!
[ And as he's passing one plate to each of them, placing the remaining in the center of the table to hand around and take from as desired, he shrugs. ]
And maybe you'd allow me share your side after dinner anyway, Aoba-san?