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Princess..
HIFUMI: Hm?
You really think I'm a princess?
HIFUMI: Of course, why else would I mention it?
If I'm a princess.. then what does that make you?
HIFUMI: Whatever you prefer: A prince? A knight in shining armor?
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His hands are shaking.
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Hifumi. Be honest with me.
Are you doing this on purpose?
HIFUMI: Doing what on purpose?
Saying things that make me feel this way.
If you're messing with me I'd like you to stop.
HIFUMI: Oh.
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There's a pause. A long one.
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HIFUMI: And what if I told you I wasn’t messing with you?
Then I'd say that if I'm a princess, then you're my prince.
Or maybe you're simply a thief for stealing my attention.
HIFUMI: I stole your attention but I didn’t steal your heart?
And If I said you stole that too?
HIFUMI: Yumeno…
.. Just kidding.
Or maybe I'm not.
I don't even know anymore.
HIFUMI: Well, I won’t know whether you’re telling the truth or not either.
I'm afraid.
HIFUMI: Afraid?
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He takes a deep breath, attempting to calm his nerves.
His heart pounds.
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Of loving you.
HIFUMI: ..Why?
You make me feel vulnerable.
I feel like I would be unable to keep things from you.
HIFUMI: Haha, that’s just how love is, though.
You'd break through the walls I've carefully built up over the years.
You'd expose me.
With you I'm unable to hide.
And that scares me.
Your love is addictive, but terrifying.
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He takes a deep breath.
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And yet, I can't help but want more of it.
I want to love you.
I want to be loved by you.
Typing those words makes Gentaro feel vulnerable, but there's a huge feeling of relief now that he's finally able to put how he feels into words. He never once thought he'd feel this way. The perfectly crafted persona he's built up is being broken down, and he should feel alarmed by that, but he doesn't. He's hidden behind that wall for so long that he's started to forget what was behind it in the first place. Who was Gentaro really? Hifumi seemed to have no problems with taking it away piece by piece. Gentaro had always disliked that about the host, but now he was starting to become fond of that personality trait.
Maybe.. he'd give this a chance. Maybe he'd allow himself to be loved. To have his walls broken down. With a light feeling in his chest, Gentaro hits send. And he waits.
HIFUMI is typing...