[ Mine doesn't offer the indulgence of asking how Kanda'd taken it; he doesn't think Nishikiyama even wants it. He'd heard the man cheer and howl, something that quietly amazes him.
Compulsively, while getting dressed, Mine keeps pushing his hair back, until the remaining product that didn't get washed out lets it sit in some way like his normal style. Still, unusually lose. He's aware of Nishikiyama's eyes on him, they barely wander. ]
I did it for you. [ Mine's pretend to be nowhere in particular, honest but reserving something, knowing that Nishikiyama's comment hadn't been meant for much. ]
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Compulsively, while getting dressed, Mine keeps pushing his hair back, until the remaining product that didn't get washed out lets it sit in some way like his normal style. Still, unusually lose. He's aware of Nishikiyama's eyes on him, they barely wander. ]
I did it for you. [ Mine's pretend to be nowhere in particular, honest but reserving something, knowing that Nishikiyama's comment hadn't been meant for much. ]