[You wish, hippo. You wish. Aoba feels embarrassed enough as it is, and if he's not experiencing any frustrated rage at the moment, it's all because of Koujaku's not-so-secret weapon.
It's so hard to stay angry at that face for long...
Glancing around to ascertain that they're not being watched too blatantly, Aoba raises a hand to quickly wipe away that mayo with a finger, as if the mayo could tell the tale of their other exploits, too.]
Don't talk with your mouth full.
[If he just stares at Koujaku's mouth and avoids eye contact, it's fine, right? If he doesn't look at anyone, no one can see him, either!]
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It's so hard to stay angry at that face for long...
Glancing around to ascertain that they're not being watched too blatantly, Aoba raises a hand to quickly wipe away that mayo with a finger, as if the mayo could tell the tale of their other exploits, too.]
Don't talk with your mouth full.
[If he just stares at Koujaku's mouth and avoids eye contact, it's fine, right? If he doesn't look at anyone, no one can see him, either!]