Should she be honest with him? He's been nothing but kind to her, yet the longer he's there, the harder it is to ignore the fact that he is flesh, muscle, and sinew. He's alive, his heart beats--all the things she's trying to resist.
Mitsuru swallows, putting her fingers to her forehead and looks away.
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Mitsuru swallows, putting her fingers to her forehead and looks away.
"...You shouldn't be here, Seta."