Azathoth shifted in response — slowly, silkily. Its massive limbs undulated with the same rhythm as a cat arching beneath praise, vertebrae cracking outward as though it was unfolding from within itself. One tendril — the same that had healed her — coiled closer, touching and curling like a snake. A half-circle, protective and poised. Its spines retracted, glowing still. Its eye-like core between its human-like digits pulsed in a steady rhythm, brighter now, as though basking in her gratitude.
That alone was enough.
Takuto’s voice returned — warm, but quieter now, as though humbled by what he had just seen.
“…There’s no need to thank me,” he said gently. “I’m here for you, Kuon. That’s all.”
He hesitated for a moment before continuing, words chosen with more care this time.
“I’ll have coffee arranged for you and Zenkichi-san,” he added. “But—probably not a good idea for you two to be in the same room. At least... not right now. Swear I had a heart attack when I saw both of you enter that elevator.”
Edited (WROTE SNACK INSTEAD OF SNAKE LOL) 2025-07-01 16:21 (UTC)
1/2
That alone was enough.
Takuto’s voice returned — warm, but quieter now, as though humbled by what he had just seen.
“…There’s no need to thank me,” he said gently. “I’m here for you, Kuon. That’s all.”
He hesitated for a moment before continuing, words chosen with more care this time.
“I’ll have coffee arranged for you and Zenkichi-san,” he added. “But—probably not a good idea for you two to be in the same room. At least... not right now. Swear I had a heart attack when I saw both of you enter that elevator.”