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"What do we say to the God of Death?"
Hasaki waited a moment after Miyake left, then slapped his cheeks with either hand at the same time. In his mind, he mentally kicked himself in the crotch. Grow. Up. Now was not the time to be sulking. He had work to do. So he got up, inhaled deeply, then exhaled. His face returned to its normal expression and color, and he pocketed what Miyake gave him. No point in reading it now. He never had the experience to deal with how he felt towards this woman, but for now it did not matter; he would decypher it later. Shaking away his doubts and fears, he trailed after Miyake.
"You first."
White Water Lilly
