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Ah -

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[Noooooooooo--]

That's...

[She can't be loud at night she can't be loud at night she can't-]

Thanks for the idea. Oh! And maybe you can call me otto-san while you're at it...

[ "Husband." Because Mion hasn't suffered enough yet for teasing him about his dislike for the cold. ]

W-W-We're not married yet, Kei-chan...! You're just like mom and Shion.....

If I go through the trouble of cleaning up all that snow by myself, then the least you can do is pamper me a little bit afterward. We'll need to pick out a cute outfit for you, too...

[ He's really enjoying this. It's her fault for being so cute... and for provoking him with all that talk about the cold. ]

That -

[He's teasing her and she's falling for it, hook, line and sinker.]

K-Kei-chaaan... t-t-there's no way a cute outfit would suit an old geezer like me...!

That's a lie. Cute things suit you just fine, because you're a cute girl.

[ He's not actually teasing this time. But that doesn't mean he minds if she's embarrassed by it. That's just proving his point.

But also... damn, it feels good to say that out loud. ]

...

[Sorry, Kei-chan, but you'll have to give her a bit because her mouth is agape and she has literally no words to say aloud, with how he says that she's cute and how cute things do actually suit her.]

...

[ Her stunned reaction causes his own confidence to falter, and slowly, his cheeks turn gradually redder and redder. Since he can't think of anything else to say, he puts a hand on the top of her head and starts giving her the gentlest, most affectionate of pats. ]

... geez, Kei-chan.

[She can't help but lean into his touch happily, an obvious flush of her cheeks lighting her face.]

[ He smiles softly, fondly even, and rests his cheek against her forehead. Her hair smells really nice... he could probably stay here for hours. ]

Now that you know what you're getting into, are you sure you wanna go through with this? I won't stop calling you cute or petting your head. Any chance I have to make your cheeks turn red, I'm probably gonna take it.

[ He's teasing, but in a soft, affectionate kind of way. ]

I-I'll have to get used to it... besides, I can't have you taking advantage of it when we're playing club games, after all.

[Mion, stop digging your own future grave.]

Geez, give me a little credit. I'd only take advantage of it when we're playing games by ourselves.

[ But thanks for the idea, Mion. He's definitely going to add that to his arsenal of tricks. ]

...that doesn't make me feel any better, Kei-chan.

[Rude???]

Well, it's not like I'm the only one who has that option. How do I know that you're not planning on using your feminine charms against me during a club game some time?

[ Oh. Great, now he might be giving her ideas. ]

...

[Maybe she can work with this right now. All she has to do is think like Shion. She's the one who's especially good at this sort of thing, isn't she?]

Are you saying... you wouldn't want me to do this during a game, Kei-chan...?

[And to accentuate what she means, she grabs him by the arm and presses herself against him. It probably helps that she's actually a little embarrassed by it all, so she can't help but flush because of it.]

Ehhhhhhhhhh?!?

[ Keiichi's eyes go wide as he feels her press against his arm, and the red gradually creeps up all the way from the bottom of his face to the top of it. ]

R-Right! You definitely shouldn't do that during a game, b-b-because it wouldn't have any effect on me whatsoever!

[ He says, bright red and avoiding eye contact. ]

[Is it working...? It looks like it is, she thinks...]

Really...? It doesn't?

[There's an obvious pout of disappointment to her voice as she leans in a little more, trying to let her breath trickle his ear.]

Then, this, too... won't have an effect on you as well, Kei-chan?

[ Wait, what is she doing? Why is she leaning in like that? Oh, no... ]

N-N-Nope! N-No effect what_so^ever...!

[ That is, if she chooses to ignore the fact that he looks like he's about to melt and that his nose might start gushing out blood at any second. ]

Ehh, really... how boring. And I was just about to tell you just how much I love you, too.

[Mion truly is a demon, no regrets.]

G-Gaaah...! That's really low, Mion, even for you!

[ He makes it a point to look away, turning his back on her. Which really just leaves him wide open to whatever else she wants to do, but he's not thinking about that. ]

Ah, if it's so low then maybe I shouldn't say it at all~! Too bad for Kei-chan! ✩

[There's a teasing lilt to her voice that pretty much screams that she isn't serious.]

C-Come on! You know that's not what I'm talking about!

[ He's talking, more specifically, about the hairs on the back of his neck that are still standing on end. Mion's officially been his girlfriend for less than five minutes and has already discovered a weak point. ]

[Guess what Maebara Keiichi, you have 1500 seconds to figure out a good comeback now.]

You're gonna have to spell it out for this old man if you want me to figure it out, Kei-chaaaan~

[ On one hand, this just proves that the two of them being in a relationship isn't going to irrevocably change the nature of their friendship dynamic. On the other, Mion seems to be perfectly aware of that as well, and she's taking advantage of it.

He can't let her have the upper hand in this struggle. Otherwise, it'll set the tone for the entire course of their relationship... so... he'll have to resort to drastic measures. ]

If you're gonna be like that...

[ It's easy to forget that Keiichi is a bit taller and broader than her, since he doesn't really go out of his way to use his slight height and reach advantage during club activities. It hasn't really come up.

But they're in close quarters now, and there's a wall nearby, which means it takes very little effort for him to put his arms on either side of her and use that extra size to his advantage, his hands flat against the wall on either side of her.

Sonozaki Mion, you've just been kabadon'd. ]

...then you'd better be able to really back it up.

[ And then, he leans in closer... closer... closer still... ]

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