[ What a fuss, what a fuss. Katsura is going to hopefully hush that noise by dipping his hand down and, rubbing his little tummy. There there, Sakamoto. He didn't mean it, he's just concerned about your diet! He's smiling still, though, appreciating the feel of his body hair under his fingertips.
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He's smiling still, though, appreciating the feel of his body hair under his fingertips.
Fondly, he speaks: ]
Take your bath.
Allow me to assist.