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“Now, Yuito, you wouldn’t steal my Tsugumi from me, would you?” Kagero flashed his best sleazy grin. “I did call dibs, after all.”
Disgust wriggled in his stomach just to say it. Young enough to be his daughter, and sharing the same name, but he had to say it. He had a reputation to uphold. If anyone caught him having feelings, then they’d get silly ideas that he might deserve sympathy.
Never let the mask slip. Stay all mischief and smiles; flirts and teases. He’d long since earned misery or death, and intended to collect on one or the other.
