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Kaoru and Izumi sputter incredulously.
"Wh- No! For the last time, I'm not into men!! And even if I was, I'm sure as hell not gonna date any of you!"
(God, I wish *I* could be tenderly tucked in by Master Artist Fushimi.)
(I can see my gravestone already. Here lies Takamine Midori: ass handed to him by a cowboy.)
"...You know my answer already.
If it means protecting everyone, I'll do it."
Mao holds out his hand to Arashi. They shake pinkies.
Tori just kinda baps his sleeve against their hands a couple times before giving up.