As Hyoubu ditched him to shower - which was needed because, well, Kaz had tried to be tactful about it, but to his sensitive nose, well... - Kazuya decided that this meant he had complete run of the apartment. He got up from the table, slices of the mysterious alien fruit/veggie in hand. He nibbled on a slice experimentally. Huh. Cinnamon.
The first thing Kazuya gravitated towards was, of course, the wide-screen television Hyoubu possessed. He flopped down on the sofa, propped his feet up on the coffee table, and proceeded to channel surf with the volume loud enough to drown out Hyoubu's shower singing. Yup. This was fine]
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As Hyoubu ditched him to shower - which was needed because, well, Kaz had tried to be tactful about it, but to his sensitive nose, well... - Kazuya decided that this meant he had complete run of the apartment. He got up from the table, slices of the mysterious alien fruit/veggie in hand. He nibbled on a slice experimentally. Huh. Cinnamon.
The first thing Kazuya gravitated towards was, of course, the wide-screen television Hyoubu possessed. He flopped down on the sofa, propped his feet up on the coffee table, and proceeded to channel surf with the volume loud enough to drown out Hyoubu's shower singing. Yup. This was fine]