[Miyaji, too, subconsciously traces the tattoo that marks him. The ink that symbolizes his imprisonment. It's difficult but Miyaji can still recall when the Scorpio mark was only faint in color–close to camouflaging with his skin–but as time continued to pass it has only grown darker and more distinct like a physical record of his stay. And as his fingers glide over the mark under his sleeve, he winces as if it still stings as badly and as suddenly as when he had first arrived. If he was alone, Miyaji might resort to crying but since he's with company, losing face is not something he can afford to do. As the one who's been here the longest, showing how broken his spirit is... is not something he can selfishly do]
I miss... being able to go home. [Still, he lets that much slip. His parents, his brothers and even the rest of the archery club who were like family him are all the people he imagine when he closes his eyes and another day passes in this place. If he could be with them all again, at the price of forgetting everything that they've done here... would be a deal he could never regret
Transitioning from such a depressing topic to the other is difficult and Miyaji chokes down a breath as he looks through the store's window once more. The idea of scoffing down macaroons is less appetizing then it was a few minutes ago but since this is Miyaji, when it comes to sweets, his mood easily livens up.] Ah. I agree. I think Nanami would enjoy these as well. [But Miyaji also is unkindly reminded of their situation. Miyaji glances at the mistletoe that still mocks them, glaring at it for a brief second before realizing his stubbornness is pointless. But it's not as if he can... change in a place like this.]
Tohzuki. I hope you know I've forgiven you. [Now that they're here, he may as well... talk about it] I know I was harsh to you about Kanakubo-senpai but I was more angry with what was happening to us then I was with you. I know that you probably... didn't have much of a choice like now and I apologize for that. [He was wrong but he's not going to say that]
... What I'm trying to say is... [A deep breath] I won't be mad at you if... we do this. [Hahaha oh my god, no escape... he can't take that back now. As usual, this is mine, embarrassment that is]
LMFAO i can't handle that icon of suzuya knitting underwear
I miss... being able to go home. [Still, he lets that much slip. His parents, his brothers and even the rest of the archery club who were like family him are all the people he imagine when he closes his eyes and another day passes in this place. If he could be with them all again, at the price of forgetting everything that they've done here... would be a deal he could never regret
Transitioning from such a depressing topic to the other is difficult and Miyaji chokes down a breath as he looks through the store's window once more. The idea of scoffing down macaroons is less appetizing then it was a few minutes ago but since this is Miyaji, when it comes to sweets, his mood easily livens up.] Ah. I agree. I think Nanami would enjoy these as well. [But Miyaji also is unkindly reminded of their situation. Miyaji glances at the mistletoe that still mocks them, glaring at it for a brief second before realizing his stubbornness is pointless. But it's not as if he can... change in a place like this.]
Tohzuki. I hope you know I've forgiven you. [Now that they're here, he may as well... talk about it] I know I was harsh to you about Kanakubo-senpai but I was more angry with what was happening to us then I was with you. I know that you probably... didn't have much of a choice like now and I apologize for that. [He was wrong but he's not going to say that]
... What I'm trying to say is... [A deep breath] I won't be mad at you if... we do this. [Hahaha oh my god, no escape... he can't take that back now. As usual, this is mine, embarrassment that is]