-- I think that even though it's slightly impolite, but since no one is watching (let's trust the sly organizers hiding in the bushes that they will at least be polite enough to look away), -- Fyr, without wasting time, takes the initiative and gently touches the side of Amamus's chin with her palm, leaning towards him and wondering what her first kiss will be like.
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- Well, at least it's not "howling"... No, I didn't hear it. Is this a really working method, or did you just come up with it now? ... I wonder what that strange masked performer with a bare belly would say about it, whose existence I shouldn't know about, - after looking around the bushes again, considering the thought - should I give each of them a preemptive shock just for prevention, Aiyano takes a few Nihon-style breaths, then lifts her face and closes her eyes, completely hiding the tremor behind a mask of confident calm, trying not to let the hands holding the bouquet betray her with their trembling.
"Okamisama... what a shame... may all my ancestors, sisters, and fellow countrymen forgive me..." - with these thoughts, she drives (pre-pre)the last nail into the coffin of everything she was ever taught.