[Kazunari has felt weird ever since he and Tsumugi kissed that one morning. Not a bad weird - no, no. A good weird, but a good weird like he's become so much more aware of Tsumugi's everything (how he tucks the blankets up to his chin in the morning. how he really savors a sunnyside up egg and doesn't let any of the yolk go to waste) and a good weird that makes him feel like he wants to kiss him again.
Except all the courage he'd had that morning (if that's even what it was) seems to be gone and he hasn't been able to ask him for a kiss.
It makes moments like this - with Tsumugi looking like that - a little difficult.
Tsumugi is already smoking hot in the costume alone. Adding makeup is going to be the final nail in Kazunari's coffin.]
Leave it to me, Tsumutsumu ~ I'll give you wings sharp enough to kill a man!
[A man being Kazunari. He is the man. The one that will be killed.]
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Except all the courage he'd had that morning (if that's even what it was) seems to be gone and he hasn't been able to ask him for a kiss.
It makes moments like this - with Tsumugi looking like that - a little difficult.
Tsumugi is already smoking hot in the costume alone. Adding makeup is going to be the final nail in Kazunari's coffin.]
Leave it to me, Tsumutsumu ~ I'll give you wings sharp enough to kill a man!
[A man being Kazunari. He is the man. The one that will be killed.]