An impact of meteoric power was necessary to affect this man, and Miko believed she had the capacity. From the look on his face, one could surmise he believed her... or at least thought or knew she had the potential. "On land... maybe," he said at random, appearing to contemplate something possibly unrelated. Whatever the case, he had a drink to offer this girl. Within that chalice was a power currently beyond the perception of mortals and gods alike in this world and timeline. Some, perhaps, would catch an inkling of something unusual. Either way, the foreseeable future from the moment Miko consumed that water would see an entity hiding within her shadow, just as there was now one within Hayami Saori's. 'You know the deal. You will only act when the threat level exceeds seven,' he thought, passing the message along to the shadow figure telepathically. Aloud, he spoke to Miko on a completely separate note. "In the modern era, it may not be wise to think in terms of common sense. It has become increasingly less common of late... and it won't stop soon. This water is from... France. I think you'll find it more refreshing than anything bottled and passed off as spring water."
"Blah! I don't need to shower just to get a girl interested. Don't you read?" Hanabira argued fervently. "Once she gets a load of my masculine musk, she'll be turning her nose up at first... but when she gets addicted to it, she's mine forever!" he insisted. The third male of that group was shaking his head at the others' antics. "You're both disgusting. Why don't we all just make a bet? Loser has to ask out whichever girl he thinks is the hottest over there," that one suggested. All the while, Yuuya was technically in the 'first line of defense' position, feeling uncomfortable as always. Still, he felt compelled to hold that position after the earlier kerfuffle with Soma. "I didn't think it could possibly feel any weirder here," he mumbled, apparently speaking to no one in particular.
"Blah! I don't need to shower just to get a girl interested. Don't you read?" Hanabira argued fervently. "Once she gets a load of my masculine musk, she'll be turning her nose up at first... but when she gets addicted to it, she's mine forever!" he insisted. The third male of that group was shaking his head at the others' antics. "You're both disgusting. Why don't we all just make a bet? Loser has to ask out whichever girl he thinks is the hottest over there," that one suggested. All the while, Yuuya was technically in the 'first line of defense' position, feeling uncomfortable as always. Still, he felt compelled to hold that position after the earlier kerfuffle with Soma. "I didn't think it could possibly feel any weirder here," he mumbled, apparently speaking to no one in particular.
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