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[book2thehead]

[Heizou smirks a little, amused.]

Well, light novels are light for a reason. They're purely entertainment for the masses. Clearly you're a real man after my own heart~

[He glances over at Wanderer just to give him a little wink as he keeps winding through the rows of books.]

[threebetrayals]

If that's what entertains the masses, no wonder Teyvat's a disaster.

[He ignores!! That wink!! As he takes to the sky for a bit to get to the taller shelves.]

[book2thehead]

[His smirk grows a little bit, just to himself while he starts to peruse the books closer to his level.]

Well, there's no accounting for taste when it comes to the mass population. See anything interesting up there?

[threebetrayals]

Something involving necromancy?

[book2thehead]

Oh? That could be interesting, don't you think?

[threebetrayals]

[He pulls that one off the shelf.]

I'll give it to you when I'm done. I found it, after all.

[book2thehead]

[That makes him let out a loud, heavy sigh.]

Fiiiine. But I'm only borrowing it if it's good. And don't lie to me!

[threebetrayals]

Whatever.

[They end up spending quite a bit in the bookstore, and Wanderer at least ends up with several new mystery novels to try, a book of faerie tales, and another book he refuses to let Heizou see and has the clerk wrap in plain brown paper before he shoves it in his bag.]

Not bad.

[book2thehead]

[Why would you do that, Wanderer. Dont you know that hiding it from him just makes him more curious?]

Did you have fun~? Think you'll be enjoying yourself with that mystery book~?

[threebetrayals]

[Suffer and die.

He shrugs.]

It'll be a decent way to kill time at night.

[book2thehead]

[That's no way to talk to your best friend, Wanderer!]

And that last book you got? Are you embarrassed to show it to me~?

[threebetrayals]

[Deal with it!!]

No. It's just not something you need to know about.

[book2thehead]

[But Waaaandaaaaaa...]

No? [Heizou leans a little closer, head tilting while he studies him.] And why might that be?

[threebetrayals]

[Making sure his bag is closed--]

Because it isn't for you.

[book2thehead]

Oh~? A gift~?

[You can't trick Heizou, Wanderer. A sly little smile spreads across his face.]

Well. If it's coming from you, I'm sure he'll appreciate it very much~

[threebetrayals]

I didn't say it was a gift. Do you always assume things?

[It is totally a gift.]

[book2thehead]

[He chuckles softly, straightening with a little snap of his fingers.]

It's part of what I do, my dear wandering friend! I'm happy to share my deductive reasoning with you if you wanna hear it~

[threebetrayals]

Go ahead. I'd love to hear the delusions.

[book2thehead]

[His eyes go bright. You asked for this, Wanderer!]

It's pretty simple, actually~ You already said that it isn't something I need to know about, because it "isn't for me." That implies that it's not for you, either. But you're
hiding it all the same, keeping such a tight hold on your bag, which can only mean that you're embarrassed about the recipient. And in your case, only one person really fits that bill, you know! Obviously you don't even want to admit that it's a gift... Maybe you're telling yourself that you're just paying him back for all the flowers he sent you? I imagine his gifts and affections must confuse you, right?

[threebetrayals]

[Wanderer huffs and looks away, and dear archons Heizou better not see that tiny faint little blush--]

I don't know who or what you're talking about.

[book2thehead]

[Too bad, Wanderer. Heizou sees it, and it makes him smirk widely.]

You know, your stubbornness just makes you cuter~

[threebetrayals]

Cute?! Why do you people keep calling me cute?!

[book2thehead]

[He laughs loudly.] Because it's true!

Now then, are you thirsty? We can grab some coffee on the way back to your place~

[threebetrayals]

[. . .]

Tea's better, but if there's a place on the way back we can stop.

[book2thehead]

Tea it is, then~

[How true to their Inazuman roots. Heizou just smiles as he starts leading the way toward a cafe that has some good teas, swinging his own bag of books as he walks.]

The more bitter the better, yes?