[ The scales truly tipped when he was born, but sudden revolution isn't what he wants. What he has in mind is long-term, ultimately a collaboration between their lifestyles and ideologies. It would be easier to have them both lest time stretches because there's only one half. Whether Suguru wants to carry the weight with him or be the weight himself is for him to decide.
The break in somber conversation has him tilt his head first, then snort into a laugh. ]
What's up with you blurting that all of the sudden? [ He does lift his head, eyes bright like the smile he flashes. ] You'll always be my best friend.
[ That will never change no matter what twists and turns wait for them, whether they ascend to godhood or spiral into the depths of hell. It's this bond alone that taught him what loneliness is and it's why it shows as white ink on his uniform.
By the way, he kicks him under the table. Lightly, not gently. ]
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The break in somber conversation has him tilt his head first, then snort into a laugh. ]
What's up with you blurting that all of the sudden? [ He does lift his head, eyes bright like the smile he flashes. ] You'll always be my best friend.
[ That will never change no matter what twists and turns wait for them, whether they ascend to godhood or spiral into the depths of hell. It's this bond alone that taught him what loneliness is and it's why it shows as white ink on his uniform.
By the way, he kicks him under the table. Lightly, not gently. ]