[ There is an equally handsome gentleman who is going for a particularly fanservicey jog this afternoon. Yes, there were jog shorts that were probably entirely too short— but at least he wasn't streaking in broad daylight. Sweat glistened off of his skin, his muscles rippling by his brisk movement as he ran— also the beginning of a porno. Did it look like he was running in slow motion or were you just imagining things?
Anyway, he's jogging past the guy washing his car, and just at the right moment he feels his feet and legs splashed with some dirty water. He doesn't quite get it until a few steps later when he's standing there, shaking out his feet. What the hell?
Aikuro pulls one of the ear buds out of his ears which was playing some kind of American rock music to turn his gaze to-- his partner in crime? Aikuro is about to scold him, but instead he just grins broadly and faces Tsumugu, hands on his hips. ]
...I know I'm probably dirty and sweaty, but dumping water on me was entirely unnecessary, Tsumugu.
[ was this really him? What took him so long to get here? Aikuro's complete enthusiasm isn't written on his face just yet, but he is making his way over to him. ]
god is real and answers prayers...
Anyway, he's jogging past the guy washing his car, and just at the right moment he feels his feet and legs splashed with some dirty water. He doesn't quite get it until a few steps later when he's standing there, shaking out his feet. What the hell?
Aikuro pulls one of the ear buds out of his ears which was playing some kind of American rock music to turn his gaze to-- his partner in crime? Aikuro is about to scold him, but instead he just grins broadly and faces Tsumugu, hands on his hips. ]
...I know I'm probably dirty and sweaty, but dumping water on me was entirely unnecessary, Tsumugu.
[ was this really him? What took him so long to get here? Aikuro's complete enthusiasm isn't written on his face just yet, but he is making his way over to him. ]