A Clocktower Live!さんのイラストまとめ

Ritsu frowns, obviously not willing to comply. Instead, he wraps his arms around Mao’s stunned form, brushing petals off his back as he rests his head on Mao’s shoulder.

“Rit...su?”

Mao tests the name on his tongue, as if it’s foreign to him.

A figure stands between Mao and his would-be executioners.

"The kind that knows ex~act~ly where his loyalties lie."

Izumi growls, whipping his head towards Mao. His glare could burn a hole in one's soul.

"You're DEAD."

"Maakun-senpai... Do not waste our time."

"It'll be a gift...~ Like, 'welcome back, I missed ya'~"

"...So while Sena-senpai's tryin' to get a hold of Naru-chan, 'm usin' the downtime to try an' figure out how to fix it."

"She likes it a lot... 'S real pretty, like she is..."

"I didn't say to do that either! Were you even listening?!

You're soooooo annoying!"

"I wasn't sittin' in front of th' door!

I was... lyin' down. In front of th' door."

Mika's confidence wanes with every word.