[Futaba smiles, like she's about to say something really stupid, but then-- it's over. Instead of being too close to each other's ribs and hands she's suddenly Separate from him with something in her hands. She blinks widely, looks over at where He now is where she Isn't, and then down in her hands again. It's a shirt. It's... the shirt. But it's heavy? Why is the shirt heavy?
She frowns, immediately unwraps it, and then stops frowning as she thrusts what's in her hands above her head.]
Woah! My laptop! Is this my prize for the level clear?
[Congratulations Akechi, she's gone back to Totally Ignoring You.]
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She frowns, immediately unwraps it, and then stops frowning as she thrusts what's in her hands above her head.]
Woah! My laptop! Is this my prize for the level clear?
[Congratulations Akechi, she's gone back to Totally Ignoring You.]