“Can’t be bothered to see where Yuugiri lives? A little girl who counts on you to have her best interests at heart?” “I’m not sure it’s a good idea…” he said vaguely. He hid it well, but not well enough, especially to someone who had been looking for it. Hinomiya’s face showed a brief flicker of disappointment that his attempt to deflect had failed. He kept the smirk in place through some effort. The contradicting urges to tease the man and snarl at him were giving him the beginning of a headache. The extra space was enough to take the edge of scandal off their conversation to any onlooker, yet he stood rigidly still, looking at Kyousuke like he would at a snake ready to strike. He was also throwing wide-eyed glances around, only stopping himself from taking more than one step back when it would have brought them in hearing range of a group of parents. Kyousuke delighted at how easily he got flustered. Hinomiya sputtered and flailed his hands in denial, already reddening. “Why, Hinomiya, so forward,” he drawled, taking the opportunity to step well into the man’s personal bubble. Kyousuke’s smirk could have given a shark a run for his money. “Does that make you the mother if she lives with you?” “Oh?” he smirked, the smart to his pride fading some. “Every time I talk to her, it’s ‘the Major did this’, ‘the Major said that’.” You’re the closest thing she’s got to a parent, after all.” And Yuugiri would be happy to have you there. Despite him starting a conversation of his own volition, Hinomiya stood much further away than could be considered polite when talking to someone. Then the corners of his lips stretched down. “Well, I had an inkling when you always proposed meeting at coast cities,” Hinomiya grumbled with a light blush. Kyousuke wrenched his eyes away from Yuugiri with a disbelieving smirk.
Kyousuke was so focused on the open happiness on her face he nearly failed to notice Hinomiya moving back to join him a little further away than most parents stood. It didn’t take long for Yuugiri to join the ring of children sitting on the ground, entranced by the moving dolls. Kyousuke had to grudgingly give it to Hinomiya: he was good to her. For a while they wandered through the festival, sampling food and visiting booths, much to Yugiri’s delight. Hinomiya led Yuugiri to a city fair, Kyousuke trailing behind as per usual during these little outings. They had yet to exchange a word that wasn’t about the girl. Their time together was spent around Yuugiri. Which was just the way Kyousuke preferred it, especially since he himself had made little progress in figuring the man out. It was their third pre-planned meeting and it was obvious Hinomiya still had no idea what to make of him. Hinomiya glanced up to address him with a cordial, if rather stilted, nod. She wore that thing everywhere.īy the time Kyousuke joined them, she was engaged in a breathless recounting of something that had happened in the pool the day before.
As was now their habit, Hinomiya plucked the brown baseball cap from her head to muss her hair. She let go of Kyousuke’s hand and ran ahead of him to greet the man sitting on a mooring bollard along the pier. Which only made it more vexing when he was reminded he was just number two in her heart. He himself had a soft spot for the girl and took pride in his place as her favourite.
Kyousuke couldn’t say he wasn’t flattered by the preference. For anyone else, earning her trust demanded treasures of patience. She would have been spoiled rotten if she hadn’t insisted on sticking mostly to Kyousuke’s side. had fallen at first sight for her small frame and her shyness. She seemed content trailing behind the adults instead of joining the other kids in their games, and most members of P.A.N.D.R.A. Yuugiri had quickly made an impression on the Catastrophe.
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