I pause with my back turned- I may even be half hoping he'll put a knife in it. I deserve nothing less... But he is merely holding me here, and I can't bring myself to refuse him outright. Not after everything I've put him through- and everything he's been through without me.
He turns to Kouta, and I turn my head to watch them both as Kouta glances at me, then turns back to Takatora with a wide smile and a rapid nod.
"No problem, no problem at all, I have some stuff to do anyway, and I may go see Micchi anyway, if that's okay..?" He's not actually asking Takatora's permission, but he's making it seem as though he is, somehow. As if Takatora, as if anyone could deny him whatever he wants.
Kouta departs with a wave, and a hasty, "I'll see you later, Professor!" aimed at me. I wave him good-bye and turn back to Takatora with a slight measure of hesitance.
"If you don't believe you are ready, physically, I won't... I mean, you shouldn't push yourself beyond your own limits."
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He turns to Kouta, and I turn my head to watch them both as Kouta glances at me, then turns back to Takatora with a wide smile and a rapid nod.
"No problem, no problem at all, I have some stuff to do anyway, and I may go see Micchi anyway, if that's okay..?" He's not actually asking Takatora's permission, but he's making it seem as though he is, somehow. As if Takatora, as if anyone could deny him whatever he wants.
Kouta departs with a wave, and a hasty, "I'll see you later, Professor!" aimed at me. I wave him good-bye and turn back to Takatora with a slight measure of hesitance.
"If you don't believe you are ready, physically, I won't... I mean, you shouldn't push yourself beyond your own limits."