[ A timely type of flower! Yukimura decides that, even if the taste is not to his taste, Sasuke picked well.
He picked well with the chestnut dango, too. Yukimura doesn't want to look like he's staring, or even show that he's noticed that the filling is on the messy side, but the way he keeps glancing to and from from Sasuke says it all. ]
Um...
[ Did they? He doesn't think they did, but he's kind of... distracted. ]
I think we... did not! Though a competition deserves a prize, so we ought to come up with one! Such as... such as...
[ He can't think. Help. ]
W-well, the victor can decide!!
[ Yukimura then picks a dango at random and stuffs it into his mouth. It's Dango #8, and it's normal. ]
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He picked well with the chestnut dango, too. Yukimura doesn't want to look like he's staring, or even show that he's noticed that the filling is on the messy side, but the way he keeps glancing to and from from Sasuke says it all. ]
Um...
[ Did they? He doesn't think they did, but he's kind of... distracted. ]
I think we... did not! Though a competition deserves a prize, so we ought to come up with one! Such as... such as...
[ He can't think. Help. ]
W-well, the victor can decide!!
[ Yukimura then picks a dango at random and stuffs it into his mouth. It's Dango #8, and it's normal. ]
Howsh dat shound??
[ He's talking with his mouth full... ]