Zenkichi’s head snapped up, his entire focus ripped away from Igor as instinct kicked in.
“HEY, HEY, HEY—”
He bumbled forward, practically tripping over himself in his rush to rise to the bait. “What do you mean by clubbing—”
And before he even thought about it, his hands instinctively covered Akane’s ears.
Or… well. Where her human ears would be but instead they really just skwed the headphone mounted on the cognitive projections of two human ears that were really just for show.
Akane, now sitting there with Zenkichi’s gloved hands lightly cupped over the sides of her very clearly not-ears, gave him the flattest stare known to mankind.
As if she couldn’t still hear everything.
Zenkichi, finally realizing what he had just done, grit his teeth and snapped at Hamuko in sheer exasperation.
“What kind of bonding initiative are you trying to drag her into?!”
"Da-"
Akane stops.
"Wolf,” she said flatly, voice crystal clear, “you do realize this doesn’t actually work, right?”
Zenkichi froze.
“…Y-Yeah, well,” he sputtered, quickly removing his hands but still pointing a finger at her, as if that somehow gave him the upper hand in this ridiculous exchange, “it’s the principle of the thing!”
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He bumbled forward, practically tripping over himself in his rush to rise to the bait. “What do you mean by clubbing—”
And before he even thought about it, his hands instinctively covered Akane’s ears.
Or… well. Where her human ears would be but instead they really just skwed the headphone mounted on the cognitive projections of two human ears that were really just for show.
Akane, now sitting there with Zenkichi’s gloved hands lightly cupped over the sides of her very clearly not-ears, gave him the flattest stare known to mankind.
As if she couldn’t still hear everything.
Zenkichi, finally realizing what he had just done, grit his teeth and snapped at Hamuko in sheer exasperation.
“What kind of bonding initiative are you trying to drag her into?!”
Akane stops.
"Wolf,” she said flatly, voice crystal clear, “you do realize this doesn’t actually work, right?”
Zenkichi froze.
“…Y-Yeah, well,” he sputtered, quickly removing his hands but still pointing a finger at her, as if that somehow gave him the upper hand in this ridiculous exchange, “it’s the principle of the thing!”