Itsuki paid some heed to Takuro's words. At least he seemed slightly comforted by the idea that Kinashut 'owed' him - and while some reverent fear reared its head, it was borderline impossible not to feel a bit of relief with the notion that a god is in your debt.
"Hmm, true..." he said. He took the chalkboard erasers to dust out the window. "It's really unfair, though. It's not like we asked to get slimed, right?" he said, in the worried tone of a boy seeking reaffirmation that it really wasn't his fault.
Takuro had been a relieving influence in Itsuki's life. Where Itsuki was straight-laced, Takuro's nonchalant and easy going ways would often serve like a point of reference for Itsuki of how people their age should act. Itsuki didn't stop to wonder if Takuro was a GOOD moral compass, however, but that wasn't the point.
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"Hmm, true..." he said. He took the chalkboard erasers to dust out the window. "It's really unfair, though. It's not like we asked to get slimed, right?" he said, in the worried tone of a boy seeking reaffirmation that it really wasn't his fault.
Takuro had been a relieving influence in Itsuki's life. Where Itsuki was straight-laced, Takuro's nonchalant and easy going ways would often serve like a point of reference for Itsuki of how people their age should act. Itsuki didn't stop to wonder if Takuro was a GOOD moral compass, however, but that wasn't the point.