“I, huh?”
He didn’t really know what he smelled like, but he wasn’t sure how to react being told he had a sweet smell. Realizing it had a somewhat romantic sound to it, Tatsumi became even more fl.u.s.tered having said something like that to him. This time Kusamakura let out a laugh at Tatsumi’s embarra.s.sment.
“&h.e.l.lip;&h.e.l.lip;please don’t tease me.”
“You’re the one who said it first, aren’t you?”
His amused reply made Tatsumi grind his teeth anxiously. He was embarra.s.sed, but it had been a while since he had a conversation like this with someone close to his age, so it was also fun. Kusamakura’s voice fell from above. He must have been taller than Tatsumi. He didn’t know what he looked like, but according to him, seemed to have a unique face that stood out. He wondered if that was why he walked around with a fox mask, but he never talked about it. When he asked him how old old he was, he jokingly answered, I lost count after a hundred, so he didn’t actually know how old he was, but he must have been around the same age. His voice and demeanor were calm, but he told more jokes than expected from a person that didn’t give off a humorous impression. It made him seem unusually childish—