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[ateaist]

Of course! After all, I'm an admirable woman.

[Still...

She's sure if she just carries on as usual, Bishamonten's just gonna be all irritated at how perfect Nobunaga thinks she is.]

...ah, but I suppose I can't take the high ground. I mean, I wasn't acting altruistically or anything.

[accoutered]

[ that's a valid assumption, nobunaga, but trust in miss petty here to probably think of some other reason to be irritated... probably.

in any case, that just causes bishamon's brow to crinkle. it almost sounds like a trap, to be honest, but her curiosity gets the better of her. ]

What do you mean...?

[ateaist]

Well, that sour attitude of yours was on a fast track to killing my own mood. That's all.

[But is that true? Is she just hiding the fact she was truly concerned??

No, not really. Otherwise she would've actually asked what the problem was.]

[accoutered]

[ :| ]

You didn't have to stay.

[ateaist]

Ufufu...yes, yes, I know. But there's no sense in dwelling on it! We're even, right? No hard feelings.

[REMEMBER. Just like they said and agreed to. She has it in writing.

Anyway-]

So, are you going to come home?

[accoutered]

[ bishamon very nearly makes a Face—

but then suddenly all she hears is nobunaga saying sour attitude over and over again. and so she makes a valiant effort to school her features into something much more neutral. ]

I intend to, yes. Tsubasa has been making too much of a mess of Lapis' flowers. [ as if that's... the only reason... ]

[ateaist]

It's fine, you know. If you've been missing me already you can say; I couldn't possibly tease someone for those kinds of innocent feelings.

[Wink.

No but she's actually teasing now, she knows that's definitely not the case.]

[accoutered]

[ she just sighs. SHE'LL CONSIDER THIS HER PENANCE... ]

Where would I be without your benevolence.