[ Atsushi can't help it. He's the housewife and the motherhen of his group of friends. He latches onto things they like out of habit. He wasn't really sure if Him and Rin were close enough to be considered friends, but he'd like to be someday.]
Ah, I'll say! Keeping calm in the face of anger and keeping calm in the face of embarrassment are two very different things. I guess you can try thinking of something else to distract yourself.
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A peace offering?
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You really didn't have to do all this. I wasn't even that bothered...
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Yeah, it's fine. I'll get Haru to make it later. He's better with fish.
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[ And finally Atsushi was smiling again, so much so that a few clovers popped up above his head. ]
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I think he'll get a kick out of it. Thanks, Atsushi.
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[ The little clovers start to sparkle. ]
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Nice clovers, by the way.
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[ It took him a moment to realize what Rin had meant. Suddenly his face grew red and the clovers along with it as he tried to swat at the clovers. ]
Aaaah!
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It could be worse. It could be flowers.
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Why would you catch on fire?
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[ Rin just jacks up the temperature until it's absolutely unbearable to be around him. ]
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What about changing the subject when that happens?
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