[ At first Mao's worried this guy's getting worse with the way his face changes but as soon as Ritsu grabs his hand he realizes what's happening. He's not sure why it's happening to both of them, though.
"Maa-kun, you're unexpectedly suited to taking care of people, I think. On top of the heavy labor, there's all the interpersonal stress." The air is oppressively warm, maybe even warmer than it is right now, and it's the guy whose hand he's holding that's talking to him.
"You like that kind of thing, don't you... But in the end, Maa-kun shines the brightest when you're being an idol. Being a nurse suits you the next most, after that."
And Mao answers, fondly even if he's exasperated, "Yeah, I've gotten those skills from taking care of you. Nursing, huh? That's a possible job, too. But for now, I want to stay an idol.
But if I'd failed to make it as an idol, I wonder what kind of life I'd be living now?"
Even though it wasn't in the exchange he heard, there's a name in his mind now and it can only belong to the face in front of him when he shakes his head and returns to the beach he's standing on. ]
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"Maa-kun, you're unexpectedly suited to taking care of people, I think. On top of the heavy labor, there's all the interpersonal stress." The air is oppressively warm, maybe even warmer than it is right now, and it's the guy whose hand he's holding that's talking to him.
"You like that kind of thing, don't you... But in the end, Maa-kun shines the brightest when you're being an idol. Being a nurse suits you the next most, after that."
And Mao answers, fondly even if he's exasperated, "Yeah, I've gotten those skills from taking care of you. Nursing, huh? That's a possible job, too. But for now, I want to stay an idol.
But if I'd failed to make it as an idol, I wonder what kind of life I'd be living now?"
Even though it wasn't in the exchange he heard, there's a name in his mind now and it can only belong to the face in front of him when he shakes his head and returns to the beach he's standing on. ]
Ricchan?