[ reki levels the longest, dirtiest look at him as he slumps into his seat, but that doesn't last long. keeping up with kyan family dinner talk is like trying to stop a river with your bare hands; there's forty topics vollied back and forth across the table at once, no time to feel any particular kind of way.
eventually, they settle upon koyomi's impassioned speech on why qi fang should do a tiktok with her, ma and grandma exchanging confused looks, koyomi leaning forward with slow purpose and flashing a very familiar set of wide eyes at him. ]
Weren't you just saying you wanted to do one of those?
[ it's reki's turn to be the traitor now, though you wouldn't know it by the perfectly innocent way he spears a piece of tofu through the heart and lifts it to his curling lips. ]
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eventually, they settle upon koyomi's impassioned speech on why qi fang should do a tiktok with her, ma and grandma exchanging confused looks, koyomi leaning forward with slow purpose and flashing a very familiar set of wide eyes at him. ]
Weren't you just saying you wanted to do one of those?
[ it's reki's turn to be the traitor now, though you wouldn't know it by the perfectly innocent way he spears a piece of tofu through the heart and lifts it to his curling lips. ]