Maruki blushed out of straight embarassment, trying to keep his expression in check while he bit inside his cheek, fidgeting with his hands before catching the bottle passed onto him and feeling the blanket draped over his shoulder. He constantly switched between looking at the takoyaki to adjusting the fabric on his shoulders, catching Hamuko sitting next to him.

Levelling her a smile, he finished the last of the takoyaki stabbed through the skewer and sets it aside for now, pulling his legs to his chest as he nearly curled into the blanket. Warm..

Was it fun?

What was..?

"Hm?" Oh, she asked him a question. "Uh...will be honest, I didn't want you to see me like this," he answers honestly with a nervous chuckle. "I heavily underestimated Zenkichi-san...he's a whole tank."