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“Sorry for making you wait.”\n\n“No,
I wasn’t waiting. Well, shall we go?”\n\nPerhaps because had spoken to Tatsumi first, Kusamakura pulled his upper arm gently.
Seeming as though they were going to walk like this, he spoke up with
an, um, and sensed he had turned around.\n\n“Um, could I
hold onto your arm?”\n\n“Ah, I see……the opposite, huh.
When he held out his left arm without
his white cane, he felt Kusamakura touch it with his cold hand. He
was then guided to around his elbow. As expected, he seemed to be
much taller than Tatsumi. He was on the shorter side, but Kusamakura
must have been tall even among most adult men. When he supported his
arm with a set sense of distance, he could tell from the bare skin he
was touching that Kusamakura was somewhat tense.\n\n“Um, it’s
all right. It’s not like you’re clinging to me like a
lover would, I haven’t been guided by anyone recently, but I’m used
to it from school.”\n\nYou don’t have to worry about me
tripping or anything.\n\nKusamakura mumbled something at his
words. \n\n“Ah, or is being held onto by a man what’s