[ his gaze rests on the fox when it speaks, but naki looks as if he'll practically be absorbed into the thingamajig, from how intently he's staring at it. he's so fascinated, that tsurumaru almost wants to—
(well, no. he does it anyway, because he's tsurumaru and he does what he wants...)
he lifts his hand, bringing it above naki's head, before carefully resting it on his fluffy, white hair. pat, pat... he's patting naki's head! everything is very soft!! tsurumaru is smiling! this is a pure moment... and when he speaks again, he does so gently. ]
If you like it that much, we can get as many as we possibly can. That's the most interesting thing we've seen in the shop, don't you think?
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(well, no. he does it anyway, because he's tsurumaru and he does what he wants...)
he lifts his hand, bringing it above naki's head, before carefully resting it on his fluffy, white hair. pat, pat... he's patting naki's head! everything is very soft!! tsurumaru is smiling! this is a pure moment... and when he speaks again, he does so gently. ]
If you like it that much, we can get as many as we possibly can. That's the most interesting thing we've seen in the shop, don't you think?