And take advantage of it he does—a few more whistles, and the air would be filled with illusions of snowballs flurrying toward both of them. He even moves his arms as if he's throwing several at a time, but in reality it's just one snowball heading right toward Ayumu's face in the midst of it, while he does actually begin to gather some snow to make real ones.
Though somewhere in the back of his mind he's wondering why he's indulging this. Oh right, they knocked off his glasses, and he did have his pride.
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Though somewhere in the back of his mind he's wondering why he's indulging this. Oh right, they knocked off his glasses, and he did have his pride.