[ He heads upstairs (this place is actually pretty nice, right? He thinks so with the upstairs for sure), peeking around once he's high enough up the steps to do so. His expression lights up in surprise, though, seeing her finished project and wanders over while looking between the shaved ice (ah, looks good...! Tangerines, even...) and the futon (for a moment it's almost like coming home). ]
Ah... [ Masamune looks stunned, pointing to himself now. ] For me? I mean... the setup?
[ just the thought is super endearing, and he feels a strange feeling, like some kind of content feeling filling in a hole some—a hole he had not noticed was even there. ]
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Ah... [ Masamune looks stunned, pointing to himself now. ] For me? I mean... the setup?
[ just the thought is super endearing, and he feels a strange feeling, like some kind of content feeling filling in a hole some—a hole he had not noticed was even there. ]