[It is a familiar scene, isn't it? But unlike in the past, there isn't any death awaiting them at the end of the day - they're not the ones in danger of it, at least. The same could not be said for the poor fools involved in the latest "game."
But as far as Mitsuru and Boa are concerned? All that awaits them is cake and presents by the end of the day, and he wants to force his mind on that rather than the past - the two occasions, even. And maybe if he does that enough, for enough years, it'll be sufficient to help cover some of those scars.
But at Boa's words, he just hums thoughtfully.]
It's made with one of those mixes, right? As long as you didn't try to change the recipe too much, I think it should be okay.
[Still, the hug lingers. He's fine with staying like this until Boa seems ready to let go.]
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But as far as Mitsuru and Boa are concerned? All that awaits them is cake and presents by the end of the day, and he wants to force his mind on that rather than the past - the two occasions, even. And maybe if he does that enough, for enough years, it'll be sufficient to help cover some of those scars.
But at Boa's words, he just hums thoughtfully.]
It's made with one of those mixes, right? As long as you didn't try to change the recipe too much, I think it should be okay.
[Still, the hug lingers. He's fine with staying like this until Boa seems ready to let go.]