[The big man let out a soft hum under his breath that was nearly lost to the wind, before tugging his ski cap on tighter and seating himself on the ground near her. The cold was biting even through the layers of denim and leather that he wore, but he paid no mind to it.
There were more important matters at hand.]
...Who was Minako-san to you?
[The question was asked gently, almost tentatively. He had a hunch that the two of them were closer than just very good friends.]
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There were more important matters at hand.]
...Who was Minako-san to you?
[The question was asked gently, almost tentatively. He had a hunch that the two of them were closer than just very good friends.]