The summer heat, the cognitive expectation of summer heat, alcohol and a long walk... all of that definitely compounded to the AC being a massive relief, but not an instant cool-down. But Kuon knew the route to take for that.
While Takuto excused himself to wash his face, Kuon had stepped out and done a little walk to one of the staff rooms with convenient vending machines to get them both some water and, after getting caught up chatting a shadow (wherein she was the one that caught the shadow, since they were usually milling about and not quite social), she even got a bag of mixed veggies for them to snack on since they'd already snacked so much on rich foods and sugary snacks.
And what did she see once she was back? Why, Takuto sitting and unbuttoning his shirt, looked like - and there was something on his neck.
"Wait a minute-- you have a tattoo?"
He didn't seem the type! Curiously, Kuon approached and tugged down his collar to look at it. Huh... "An eye...?"
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While Takuto excused himself to wash his face, Kuon had stepped out and done a little walk to one of the staff rooms with convenient vending machines to get them both some water and, after getting caught up chatting a shadow (wherein she was the one that caught the shadow, since they were usually milling about and not quite social), she even got a bag of mixed veggies for them to snack on since they'd already snacked so much on rich foods and sugary snacks.
And what did she see once she was back? Why, Takuto sitting and unbuttoning his shirt, looked like - and there was something on his neck.
"Wait a minute-- you have a tattoo?"
He didn't seem the type! Curiously, Kuon approached and tugged down his collar to look at it. Huh... "An eye...?"