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[because Fubuki continues to bottle up his emotions like some kind of dangerous exercise in teaching Boyle's law to young schoolchildren and Reimi can only read surface thoughts when using her persona, she has absolutely no idea of the sadness she's just visited upon him. instead there's only the vague sound of shifting from her end, like someone nodding.]

Things can get pretty hectic there, so I don't think they'd miss anything as long as we bring it back later.

[she laughs again, this time with a mischievous bent.]

And if they do we can always just bribe one of the kids I sit for to let us borrow one of theirs next time.

[touketsu]

Next time...

[It makes sense that there'd be a next time. Soccer isn't a sport someone can play once and know. It's too big for that, and much too important. If he's going to teach her what he knows, they may very well spend the rest of the school year playing and practicing together. Maybe even beyond that.]

...no, it's okay. I'll have my own ball by then.

[It's okay, Reimi. He can only tolerate so much standing in his way, after all. And if it's just the two of them practicing, it isn't like anyone who expects him to be "Kouyuki" will be disappointed, right? This is fine.]

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Mm, that's probably better. I'd go broke if I had to keep paying them to rent one out.

[she could also just buy one of her one, which...maybe she'll consider. it depends on how much of this endeavor she genuinely likes and how much of it is because she enjoys spending time with Fubuki doing something that he loves.

she's hopeful, though. it's been so long since she physically pushed herself to her limits. she can't even remember what that exhaustion feels like anymore, not really.]