‘ Yuuki, as much as you are dear to me —– such a thing is a little bit… ’ His hand curled against his desk, burning said picture with a calm expression. ‘ Denied. ’
&& just when he thought it was something of importance. He sighed. Still, it was amusing to
see
she made this much effort over something so trivial…
— {˙ღƸ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒღ˙} —— “Ah!” Eyes widening at the blatant denial, she puffs up her cheeks, her hands coming to rest on her slim hips, “Mou! Stupid onii-sama, you don’t understand a woman’s heart at all!”
˙ Or lack of chest. Whichever works. HIS CHEST IS BIGGER THAN HERS, OKAY.
‘ I don’t see any fault in your appearance, Yuuki. ’ He managed to flash her a small smile of amusement, teasing her. ‘ Such massive
asset
would
only ruin your already perfect smaller ones —- don’t you agree? ’