I did a lot of chores so I could read a lot of books from the village store.
[ Rather than steal them.
It's oddly...sweet? Hearing Mitsuru commend her efforts to learn, and then carefully try to explain herself almost immediately after. She doesn't look at her (or she might not have the nerve), but Nami reaches out, gently resting her hand on Mitsuru's arm in response. It's a move that's becoming something of a habit between them, speaking volumes to how Nami's still in the process of feeling Mitsuru out and betraying the fact that she wants to keep learning and being near her. ]
Hey can I– [ That bowl of tangerines amidst the spread in Mitsuru's kitchen is too tempting, and Nami diverts from her spot walking beside the younger woman to drift in their direction, swiping a few from the bowl before she's back at her friend's side without missing that much of a beat. ]
So we're going to find out together? [ Pulling the practical black leather rucksack hanging on her shoulder around, Nami stows the tangerines and pulls out her notebook, quickly turning to the last page she's worked on, ready to add it to the version of the map of this place she's making reserved for her. ]
You know. [ The keenly curious light in her eyes dulls slightly, shooting Mitsuru an acerbic glance as she cocks her head. ] Knowing this place, it's probably going to be something weird and horny on the other side. [ A secret passage is still cool, but Nami's been here long enough that she doesn't think it's out of line to point out the obvious so they're not both shocked when they end up falling into a ballpit of dildos, or something else outlandishly horny. ]
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[ Rather than steal them.
It's oddly...sweet? Hearing Mitsuru commend her efforts to learn, and then carefully try to explain herself almost immediately after. She doesn't look at her (or she might not have the nerve), but Nami reaches out, gently resting her hand on Mitsuru's arm in response. It's a move that's becoming something of a habit between them, speaking volumes to how Nami's still in the process of feeling Mitsuru out and betraying the fact that she wants to keep learning and being near her. ]
Hey can I– [ That bowl of tangerines amidst the spread in Mitsuru's kitchen is too tempting, and Nami diverts from her spot walking beside the younger woman to drift in their direction, swiping a few from the bowl before she's back at her friend's side without missing that much of a beat. ]
So we're going to find out together? [ Pulling the practical black leather rucksack hanging on her shoulder around, Nami stows the tangerines and pulls out her notebook, quickly turning to the last page she's worked on, ready to add it to the version of the map of this place she's making reserved for her. ]
You know. [ The keenly curious light in her eyes dulls slightly, shooting Mitsuru an acerbic glance as she cocks her head. ] Knowing this place, it's probably going to be something weird and horny on the other side. [ A secret passage is still cool, but Nami's been here long enough that she doesn't think it's out of line to point out the obvious so they're not both shocked when they end up falling into a ballpit of dildos, or something else outlandishly horny. ]