[ And this lady was a class act—an ojousama type he wasn't used to hanging around with, save that one time in Platinum Jail that was all sorts of awkward.
Right. Now he feels a little self-conscious for not dressing up for a big holiday like this. Not that CERES cares, of course. ]
Yeah, I kinda missed it too, and… [ He's not getting any osechi this year, looks like. And the talk of soba only makes him miss a certain someone's home cooking even more.
Yes, this is a fine time to try and see if the old rituals really do cleanse your soul like they're supposed to. When Mitsuru gestures to the bell he finds himself pointing at his chin. ]
Me? You want my help? [ Unless she means for him to quit bothering her and just get inside already. ]
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Right. Now he feels a little self-conscious for not dressing up for a big holiday like this. Not that CERES cares, of course. ]
Yeah, I kinda missed it too, and… [ He's not getting any osechi this year, looks like. And the talk of soba only makes him miss a certain someone's home cooking even more.
Yes, this is a fine time to try and see if the old rituals really do cleanse your soul like they're supposed to. When Mitsuru gestures to the bell he finds himself pointing at his chin. ]
Me? You want my help? [ Unless she means for him to quit bothering her and just get inside already. ]