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[ Oh yeah, he's got a point. Crying again. ]

Ooh, Misaki, now we have to get married...

[ She doesn't want to yet, but she's already planning the wedding in her head... ]

[ HE'S NOT READY FOR THIS and almost looks again just from the surprise of marriage. ]

Wait, what? Why?

[ did he seriously forget she was a princess ]

Because they said no one was supposed to see my... private area until I do! [ BAWLS ]

I... I only saw it for a second! You guys don't have some kind of five-second-rule for that kind of thing?!

I mean, it's not that I don't wanna marry you, but we're still really young...

[ why is he even taking her seriously ]

Five seconds is a long time! Nineteen is not young! And why are you still talking to my butt!? [ Less sad and more angry now. ] You're definitely looking...!

[ you say that like he has any experience, maybe this is normal in some places ]

I'm not! But maybe I am gonna look now, since you're not trying to get down either!

[ no he isn't he's a fucking gentleman. ]

[ gasp ] No, don't!

[ She's kicking again, this time to try and push him back. ]

No, no! Ah, stop! Don't! [ It sounds hideous out of context. ]

[ you're 100% hideous.

and on one of those kicks she manages to hit him, and he blindly moves a hand behind him to shove back at her legs. ]

Ow! I was joking, shit! Stay still, I'm gonna pull you out. [ beat. ] With my eyes closed!!

[ Makes this weird sound when he touches her. You know what it sounds like. ]

... Okay. [ Kougyoku does as she is told. What else can she do? She's left with no choice but to put her trust in Yata. ]

[ Deep breaths, Yata. Deep breaths and keeping those eyes shut tight.

He turns around and tentatively reaches out-- boots, okay, he's still safe. ]

Uh, don't freak out, I wanna grab you right so you don't fall on your face... [ is what prefaces his hands moving up further because yanking at her ankles or something seemed like a dick move. ]

[ She's freaking out on the inside. ]

... I-I think it would be safer if you held onto my waist.

[ what are his hands moving up for, anyway!? just grab her and go. don't make this worse than it already is!!! ]

[ in theory he was going to grab her knees and just. swing her out from the window!!! maybe even break the wall if he had to!!

but yeah that's a better idea. even if it means he'll have to touch close to her bunched up dress (really, gravity, fuck you). cue another deep breath to muster up his courage and he reaches up to where he guesses?? her waist is? while not looking? and grabs on to give her a tug back. ]

[ Yata's theories will never make any noise in the scientific community.

It goes exactly as he expects it to. Kougyoku is pulled out of the window and back on the ground. Once it's over, she turns around to shove Yata away. But she's... sad? Why? Because she feels embarrassed and violated, that's why. ]

Give me a boost next time. [ She wipes her tears with her sleeve. ]

[ He still has his eyes closed when he's shoved, but with that distance between them he slowly cracks one eye open, just to check if it's okay.

Ah... she looks sad, and he's instantly worried. ]

I'm so sorry, Kou-chan... I promise I looked away really fast and didn't look again.

[ She should be mad and pulling out her sword by now, but she doesn't because he looks like a kicked puppy. ]

It's okay. I believe you.

[ but they're still getting married ]

It's cold... [ more accurately, her butt is ] Let's go inside.

[ they're still getting married. ]

Hang on. [ He undoes the sleeves of the jacket around his waist and goes to tie it around hers. ]

You can keep it, and wear it like this every time you wear a short dress... um, just in case!

[ Kougyoku watches him tie the sleeves of his jacket around her waist, stealing glances at him until he's done. ]

But this is your jacket! I can't keep this. ...You, don't like my dress?

[ She didn't have anything planned, she just wanted to look cute for him today. ]

[ WHY ]

The dress is fine! It's... really cute on you. [ Why was saying it embarrassing now, of all times? He averts his eyes down, voice just barely above a mumble, ]

But what if this happened with someone else? I don't want other guys looking at you like that... what if they're creeps?

[ Ah, he liked it. Her heart skips a beat when he compliments her, twice when he voices his concern. She turns so she doesn't face Yata directly, speaking just as softly. ]

Then... I'm glad you're the one who saw it first. [ WHY ] If it happened with anyone else, I would kill them.

Good. Stab 'em with your sword a thousand times. [ And then he'd burn the remains and fumigate the ground.

With his embarrassment lessening, Yata leans over to kiss her temple and grins in an attempt to keep things light. ]

... so, marriage, huh. [ that's light? ish. ]

[ Did she say that? Don't get her wrong. She might have spared his life, but she still wants to die.

She pushes him away again and covers her face. ]

Shut up! I'm not ready!

Just kidding! I'm not either, dummy. Now come on, let's get inside. I think we might still have some hot chocolate.

Really?

[ There it is, the magic word. Ever since Oz gave her some hot chocolate, she's become very fond of it.

...which is why she enters the house without him. Hot chocolate, hot chocolate! She's humming a song as she goes. ]

[ Wow, he just got dumped for hot chocolate?! Yata follows along soon after, leaning against one of the counters when they're in the kitchen. ]

You know how to make it, right?

[ Yeah... Yeah. ]

Yes! Tatara taught me. [ This is evident in how she uses her hairpin to fill her mug with hot water. ] He taught me how to cook and ice skate and do all sorts of things.

[ Tatara sure has a lot of free time. ]

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