[ It'd be rude to have kept refusing, or so he believes.
For a moment, Mikazuki had stopped, blue-yellow eyes on the nickname written by the Wordsmith. He can only think it never really suited Hanyuu, and he wishes the Wordsmith hadn't taken the spray paint. He sets down the stuff immediately as he walks into the room, and he turns to face Elda. ]
I didn't know where to put these, so hopefully this is fine.
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[ It'd be rude to have kept refusing, or so he believes.
For a moment, Mikazuki had stopped, blue-yellow eyes on the nickname written by the Wordsmith. He can only think it never really suited Hanyuu, and he wishes the Wordsmith hadn't taken the spray paint. He sets down the stuff immediately as he walks into the room, and he turns to face Elda. ]
I didn't know where to put these, so hopefully this is fine.