a-ah. yes. SALTY. jkjk. being able to stick her nose into his clothes and inhale deeply is an old fantasy. one she refused to acknowledge. when you smell as good as yato does, to hiyori anyway, it's a bit like sticking your face into a field of flowers.
that kind of good.
without being half-ayakashi, it's nothing like that. it's yato's smell. for that, it's like a girlfriend sticking her nose into her boyfriend's clothes to inhale deep.
ergo, exactly what she did. ]
We can go shopping, too.
[ for everyone else yato wants to be santa for. no, more like, be the god of fortune for. as she takes his hand, she squeezes it. ]
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a-ah. yes. SALTY. jkjk. being able to stick her nose into his clothes and inhale deeply is an old fantasy. one she refused to acknowledge. when you smell as good as yato does, to hiyori anyway, it's a bit like sticking your face into a field of flowers.
that kind of good.
without being half-ayakashi, it's nothing like that. it's yato's smell. for that, it's like a girlfriend sticking her nose into her boyfriend's clothes to inhale deep.
ergo, exactly what she did. ]
We can go shopping, too.
[ for everyone else yato wants to be santa for. no, more like, be the god of fortune for. as she takes his hand, she squeezes it. ]
And if you like something, tell me.