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Reimi Sugimoto ⬤ JJBA: Diamond Is Unbreakable
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[penpoint]

[ He lets himself process the information, and considers it. It's what she wants, right? He has to try. He has to try to just look at her, across from him, as Reimi the girl who is from the same home town. Not Reimi the girl who saved his life. Reimi the reason he feels conflicted.

It takes him awhile. He's quiet while he thinks. Then, he realizes. He reaches forward, places a hand on top of her head as if to ground him that the girl before him was here, right down here with him. Not up on a pedestal. He looks her in the eyes for only a couple of seconds. Then, his eyes shift away from her and he withdraws his hand. If he were cooler, then he'd probably say something better right now but he is not at all. ]

I understand. [ Of course, but he also knows it isn't going to be that easy. And he'll mess up, though he won't admit to that part. ] No pedestals. Just Reimi-chan. The girl form home. And you -

Don't need to worry about protecting me from anything. [ Stern. ] I'm twenty-one now.

[ That part. It was easy. ]

Just. Let me know if I mess up, alright? You'll be the first person I trust when they tell me I've messed up.

[doreimi]

[It's hard to just stand still while he scrutinizes her, clearly off in his own head turning something over and over again. But she has to be patient, she knows. She has to let him work through this, and so she stays as still as she can, trying not to tremble while she waits for him to reach whatever conclusions he's going to draw.

But then his hand comes to rest on the top of her head, and his eyes find hers, and she feels like she's just let go of a breath she didn't realize she'd been holding.]

I never forget that you're twenty-one now.

[She wets her lips, ducking her head just briefly as a flush rushes across her nose and cheeks, and she mumbles: ]

You're too good-looking to forget something like that.

[MOVING QUICKLY ON.]

You'll really try? You won't just get frustrated with me like you do with most people?

[penpoint]

[ There's some relief when she answers him. The shift in his posture is subtle, but he's more relaxed. He doesn't feel like he has to do something with his hands in order to clam himself. It feels like at least some of the weight is lifted. Because he never has had conversations like this, he was pretty sure the lack of experience would lead to failure.

But, he committed to it and so he would have to do it. Being honest was... less painful than he anticipated. Even though it had hurt a bit.

And then, there's that moment of whiplash where she comments on his appearance and he doesn't speak because he's afraid he'll sputter because he wasn't expecting it. There's only an eyebrow that raises for a moment when she says it, and he ops to.

Not address that now, even if he appreciated it. ]

I'll try. And I won't get immediately frustrated.

[ He knows he'll have to remind himself of that, because it's an easy habit for him. ]

I don't like making mistakes, so you know I mean it.

[doreimi]

I know. I know you don't, and I believe you.

[But she still fidgets a little more, keeping her hands folded in front of her as she resists the urge to wring them or pick at the hem of her top, just for the sake of having something to do with them.]

...Was I right, though, with what I said to you when we were talking anonymously?

[She shifts her weight again, one foot to the other.]

If it weren't for all that between us — if I were really just me, and you just you. What interest does a famous mangaka have in an average, unremarkable schoolgirl?

[penpoint]

[ That question is hard, because he doesn't know. Is it so bad that they were drawn together because of what their history was. Even if they were going to work on ... well, not looking at each other as exclusively those people, is it bad to have that history? Since they're being honest, he shakes his head. ]

I don't know, Reimi. I don't know how we would have met, but I don't know if that's entirely on you. [ It's not like he puts a lot of effort into meeting people for more than trying to get their information quickly for manga. ]

I don't think you're unremarkable, though. I can't speak for how it was, but here, I know how well loved you are. And I know you're working hard and doing a lot. There's nothing unremarkable about hard work and achievements you've had here.