[Souji is indeed positively exuding tranquility, gracefully curled up with his god's clothes on one side and Saizo on the other. He's made himself some tea, and has apparently also acquired some sort of pastry from somewhere, which he nibbles at daintily with every sign of enjoyment.
And then he nearly gets it stuck in his throat.
It's partly the view, of course, because Hijikata's naked body is both a divine experience and at the same thing suggests a lot of profane things. It's also his voice, which even while warning does some very funny things to Souji's spine... among other things.]
Oh, there you are, Hijikata-san. I was expecting you to try to get here a bit faster, honestly.
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And then he nearly gets it stuck in his throat.
It's partly the view, of course, because Hijikata's naked body is both a divine experience and at the same thing suggests a lot of profane things. It's also his voice, which even while warning does some very funny things to Souji's spine... among other things.]
Oh, there you are, Hijikata-san. I was expecting you to try to get here a bit faster, honestly.