[Light is slower than usual at packing up as well, though it hadn't been intentional on his part. Part distracted by idle chatter, part preoccupied by Yasunaga's knowing look as the captain of the tennis club clapped his shoulder in farewell, he has to fight a curious wriggling sensation in his stomach.
But perhaps both of those things were nothing but excuses to dawdle.
Silly.]
Mm?
[Light raises his head from his bag. The movement is casual enough that it doesn't betray his delight that Teru is speaking to him. Or so he hopes anyway. He grins and straightens up.]
You think so? No wonder you don't go to the after parties at Roppongi.
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But perhaps both of those things were nothing but excuses to dawdle.
Silly.]
Mm?
[Light raises his head from his bag. The movement is casual enough that it doesn't betray his delight that Teru is speaking to him. Or so he hopes anyway. He grins and straightens up.]
You think so? No wonder you don't go to the after parties at Roppongi.