[that's true... even when she's destroying the semblance of a presentable hairstyle, rin has to think that his hair feels good on her fingers—which is a weird thought, so she's going to stop having it.
she does detect the twitching to his gritted smile and the color dusting his face soon after, but it's out of the corner of her eye, and she reacts far too late to really defend herself from him doing anything. the result? congrats, masamune. you've called rin's hands off of you, though that isn't such a reward because she's now pissed off!
the short magus stands there as her beautiful, dark hair is disturbed, desperately swatting at his arms.]
H-Hey! That's... You can't do this to me! It's harassment!
[yes, this is shouted out loud so anyone even remotely nearby on a public street can hear it.
no subject
she does detect the twitching to his gritted smile and the color dusting his face soon after, but it's out of the corner of her eye, and she reacts far too late to really defend herself from him doing anything. the result? congrats, masamune. you've called rin's hands off of you, though that isn't such a reward because she's now pissed off!
the short magus stands there as her beautiful, dark hair is disturbed, desperately swatting at his arms.]
H-Hey! That's... You can't do this to me! It's harassment!
[yes, this is shouted out loud so anyone even remotely nearby on a public street can hear it.
she... socks him in the stomach?]