[ Far be it from her to judge how Kazuma lives, but hopefully he's not too disappointed then when all he gets is ice water. Perhaps that's for the best anyway, as that actually sounds really good to her right now. If she looked, surely she'd find his usual teas that he no doubt makes for himself, but he asked for something cold...?
Would Kazuma even like iced tea?
Or maybe the moon fruits he left on the counter...? (Where is he anyway? The rain's getting harder.)
After cracking some ice out of the tray she found in the freezer, she's reaching up to get a glass from his kitchen cabinet. She turns, catching a glimpse of the yellow fruit. Maybe she's thinking about popping one in her mouth, but in the next moment, all that goes out the window, alongside the glass that slipped right out of her hands. ]
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Would Kazuma even like iced tea?
Or maybe the moon fruits he left on the counter...? (Where is he anyway? The rain's getting harder.)
After cracking some ice out of the tray she found in the freezer, she's reaching up to get a glass from his kitchen cabinet. She turns, catching a glimpse of the yellow fruit. Maybe she's thinking about popping one in her mouth, but in the next moment, all that goes out the window, alongside the glass that slipped right out of her hands. ]