[ Even without a readable face, Rika's subsequent glowering is obvious and Yuta looks deeply unimpressed at the provoking that Geto's doing as he briefly lifts his arms to accommodate the giant hand that's coming to wrap around his middle possessively, letting his arms rest on her finger when he lowers them again. Yuta allows it to mollify her somewhat. The alternative would be letting her lunge and as deserved as it would be, attacking paying customers won't do. (Even if that paying customer is Geto Suguru.)
Drinking tea on the forge's veranda isn't exactly working, but Yuta knows he needs his rest to replenish his cursed energy and the hit his stamina takes when he's depleted this much means he's not going to be in the best of shape to be engaging in sword fights with some very sharp-edged blades. So, later it is. ]
That's fine with me.
[ If only he wasn't going to end up running himself ragged on the daily... But anyway, have some more customer service words to usher Geto away with. ]
Have a good day, Geto-san. [ Please (don't) come again. ]
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Drinking tea on the forge's veranda isn't exactly working, but Yuta knows he needs his rest to replenish his cursed energy and the hit his stamina takes when he's depleted this much means he's not going to be in the best of shape to be engaging in sword fights with some very sharp-edged blades. So, later it is. ]
That's fine with me.
[ If only he wasn't going to end up running himself ragged on the daily... But anyway, have some more customer service words to usher Geto away with. ]
Have a good day, Geto-san. [ Please (don't) come again. ]