[So they are meant to be a married couple for the day?! Good lord. Shu had no idea about this!
His first instinct is to protest some more. Acting the role of "King" is one thing, but playing at marriage with Riddle is totally unnecessary! In the first place, marriage is a sacred institution, and not something that should be "played at" outside of film and theater. However...
Riddle is being his usual stubborn self. He's arguing his point without letting Shu get a word in edgewise. And the crux of his argument seems to be "educational value." Shu isn't fully buying it—while he is aware of the existence of "finishing schools" where young people learn proper manners—]
There's more to proper courtship than just calling each other "dear."
[It all seems like a pointless exercise to him. Nonetheless... he cannot argue that this custom appears far less strange than some of the others he's been introduced to thus far, such as exploding cake and the very concept of "unbirthdays." Furthermore, it's not as though he doesn't already call Riddle terms of endearment in his head, such as "my cute Riddle" and "my dear friend Riddle." Still, to call him "my dear" outright and play at being his spouse...!
There's only one way for Shu to handle this.
After a long moment of being at war with himself, lips twisted into a grimace, he relents with a huff of air.]
Fine. We have already play-acted at being lovers once before; we can use this chance to redeem ourselves for the stupid drivel we said that day.
[He... he means the porn script. The man and woman co-owning that lemon tree were meant to be a couple, as far as Shu could tell.]
After all, this is simply make-believe.
[And Riddle seems just as embarrassed about their circumstances as he is, judging from the rosy blush staining his cheeks. Honestly, if Shu weren't so flustered himself, he'd take the time to appreciate how cute he looks right now. As it stands, however, it's probably best to just move on.]
As King, my first wish is to sample one of those French desserts.
[He gestures to the macarons, speaking in an authoritative tone of voice.]
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[So they are meant to be a married couple for the day?! Good lord. Shu had no idea about this!
His first instinct is to protest some more. Acting the role of "King" is one thing, but playing at marriage with Riddle is totally unnecessary! In the first place, marriage is a sacred institution, and not something that should be "played at" outside of film and theater. However...
Riddle is being his usual stubborn self. He's arguing his point without letting Shu get a word in edgewise. And the crux of his argument seems to be "educational value." Shu isn't fully buying it—while he is aware of the existence of "finishing schools" where young people learn proper manners—]
There's more to proper courtship than just calling each other "dear."
[It all seems like a pointless exercise to him. Nonetheless... he cannot argue that this custom appears far less strange than some of the others he's been introduced to thus far, such as exploding cake and the very concept of "unbirthdays." Furthermore, it's not as though he doesn't already call Riddle terms of endearment in his head, such as "my cute Riddle" and "my dear friend Riddle." Still, to call him "my dear" outright and play at being his spouse...!
There's only one way for Shu to handle this.
After a long moment of being at war with himself, lips twisted into a grimace, he relents with a huff of air.]
Fine. We have already play-acted at being lovers once before; we can use this chance to redeem ourselves for the stupid drivel we said that day.
[He... he means the porn script. The man and woman co-owning that lemon tree were meant to be a couple, as far as Shu could tell.]
After all, this is simply make-believe.
[And Riddle seems just as embarrassed about their circumstances as he is, judging from the rosy blush staining his cheeks. Honestly, if Shu weren't so flustered himself, he'd take the time to appreciate how cute he looks right now. As it stands, however, it's probably best to just move on.]
As King, my first wish is to sample one of those French desserts.
[He gestures to the macarons, speaking in an authoritative tone of voice.]