[Every single one of your other siblings would probably disagree with that statement, Choromatsu. Karamatsu deserves to be on the floor. That's where shit belongs.
He opens his mouth like he's going to argue, but then closes it and looks away again, his fingers playing with the edge of the pillowcase on his pillow. It feels very stiff and starchy, like it's not been used...not at all like his own back home that has been slept on thousands of times.]
Mm, well...I suppose it would be easier to keep an eye on you, and keep you company, that way.
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He opens his mouth like he's going to argue, but then closes it and looks away again, his fingers playing with the edge of the pillowcase on his pillow. It feels very stiff and starchy, like it's not been used...not at all like his own back home that has been slept on thousands of times.]
Mm, well...I suppose it would be easier to keep an eye on you, and keep you company, that way.