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"Lucky~!" Sengoku says whenever they meet; as though Atobe's presence is something he desires. And Atobe plays his role as well, bathing in justly deserved praise while every second doubting its sincerity.
If there is one thing Atobe despises above all else it is to be mocked. There is no place in his life for a person who would belittle his greatness. Because he is great, regardless of whose assertions are counted as evidence against him.
"Lucky~!" Sengoku says, forever irreverent, as he carefully worships. For once, he's genuine. Atobe takes the compliment in good faith. Their noses bump slightly.