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i will make this pretty later

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[timidheart]

I-I don't know. That feels... like almost too much. A-Ah, I've done nothing to earn such clothing.

[This is what has him worried, though. He suddenly has a very important responsibility and he feels out of his depth.]

Never in my entire meager existence did I think I would ever be given the title of Priest... it's quite scary. I-I only know one other priest a-and he and I are total opposites, Mafuyu-san.

[beathollow]

Don't be like him. That's not why you were asked. You were asked because you're you.

[timidheart]

I-I don't think I could be like him if I tried...

[What a crazy thing to entertain. Trying to emulate Tatsumi-san. The thought makes him anxious for other reasons. Tatsumi had a light about him, a charisma that lead his school into a revolution. He's had followers and devouts... he doesn't know how he could possibly do the same.]

But ...is there truly a way for someone like me to be able to lead others...? I... to have others look up to me. I haven't ...not since I was ALKALOID's trainer. A-And even then, its very different to lead people in choreography than it is to lead those in faith. At least ...that is what I assume.

[He's fussing because there's suddenly so much to think about.]

Uuue... I'm not even sure where to start... and now I've been suffocating you with my wretched complaining... I'm sorry, Mafuyu-san.

[beathollow]

( mafuyu listens before gently patting mayoi's head, careful not to knock the horns in case they hurt from growing or something. )

There, there. ... I think... you're allowed to complain, though. If you bottle it all up... won't that just hurt?

[timidheart]

[They are a little sensitive still, yes. Her caution is appreciated.]

Yes... [It sure will but maybe he deserves it???? Have you considered that?? He does not say this outloud for once. Instead he sighs a little.]

Thank you for ...for listening to me as always. I feel much better now, even though the future feels a little scary.

[beathollow]

( from her? ... how strange. but there's a welcome warmth in her chest at his words. )

I'm glad, then.