[ They're back at the clubhouse rooftop. Instead of winter chill biting at Minato's cheeks, the sun is out shining cheerfully between thick clouds. It's a pleasant day, the vibe perhaps ill-fitting for the conversation he's about to have with Kotone.
This time, he'd been the one to text Kotone: ]
Meet me at the clubhouse rooftop soon?
[ He sits on its edge. Instead of dangling his legs off the rooftop, they're drawn up to his chest while he hugs his knees. There's an opened box of manju between him and Kotone. Although Minato's the one who brought it for both of them, he hasn't reached for any of the pastries just yet. ]
@ kotone
This time, he'd been the one to text Kotone: ]
Meet me at the clubhouse rooftop soon?
[ He sits on its edge. Instead of dangling his legs off the rooftop, they're drawn up to his chest while he hugs his knees. There's an opened box of manju between him and Kotone. Although Minato's the one who brought it for both of them, he hasn't reached for any of the pastries just yet. ]
Ryoji seems to be fitting in with everyone.
[ An easy, soft ball statement to open. ]