[ so much for light, but wataru accepts the balloon, winding the string around his fingers. if there was ever a test to score well on, it would probably be miai, who undoubtedly loves tori— but, well.

...his feelings are difficult. on religion, on the devotion tori has. he lets the balloon bounce, shifting to the new topic without missing a beat. ]

I forbid him candy, but in exchange, I've made multitudes of French pastries for him. [ ♪ ] He loves them... Perhaps you'd like to try some someday? I'd boast my skill is somewhere close to Michelin star-quality.