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❝ Ichiro here. What's up?❞

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[silvergarden]

[Their dual trepidation is beginning to strike Rinea as extremely funny. She laughs helplessly, handing the can over to him.]

Hee hee! Hold on. Let me clear the sink.

[Moving all of the drying potion glasses to a shelf is at least easy with telekinesis.]

All right. Go ahead, mister Ichiro!

[If she stands halfway behind Ichiro for cover, he will have to forgive her.]

[ichibukuro]

Okay... here we go.

[Ichiro holds out one arm to further shield Rinea from any potential spray back and tips the watering can over the sink...



Only for it to pour a perfectly average amount of water from the spout.

He deflates, shoulders sagging, but he's smiling when he turns back to Rinea.]

It worked!

[silvergarden]

[Rinea meets his smile with a merry one of her own. Ichiro's almost-disappointment at the lack of excitement was kind of... cute? He's so tall and independent, but he really is just a boy sometimes. It makes her want to spoil him.]

So it does! [Rinea claps a little, delighted.] What a relief it is to succeed. I couldn't have done it without you-- I think mister Tsumugi will be thoroughly pleased!

[ichibukuro]

[He's not cute, he's manly as hell.]

I'm happy to help whenever you need it. I consider both you and Tsumugi-san to be g- friends, so... really.

[He wants to say good friends, but doesn't want to be presumptuous...!]