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Kleken

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[tfy]

As long as he doesn't develop a drinking habit!

[Though holding wine glasses would probably be a better use for Splat's tentacles than attacking nipples (depending on one's perspective).

One good deed a month is something, anyway. But rather than address that statement, Hiyori chooses instead to address the incredulous stare he's being given.]

There's no need for that look. I've seen you with a gentle look in your eye when you watch those birds. And you also had one before when we discussed Rinne-senpai. Only true performers like me are good at putting on a persona all the time, so you shouldn't beat yourself up for letting your soft side show. Some people might find it cute!

[Just ignore the part where he admitted to being a fake bitch himself...]

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Oh, he doesn't like the taste, so we're safe there.

[ Given he's a creation of the resort, Splat has a taste for only one specific thing. Which has been of a benefit to Splat most of all; if Kleken were also responsible for feeding Splat on any sort of routine schedule, the poor creature would have passed away ages ago. ]

[ The exact (projected) lack of gentleness he thought obvious to everyone who laid eyes on him. ]

You must have seen an odd reflection in my glasses, to have seen such looks as you're describing. Especially if you think you've seen anything cute about someone as untrustworthy as me.

[ When in doubt, lie his tentacles off and throw random non-related conversation points out. ]

[tfy]

Thank goodness for that.

[For the sake of his own mental well-being, he won't ask what Splat does have a taste for.

He doesn't expect Kleken to agree with being called gentle or cute." By some standards, though, that denial might just make him seem even cuter!]

I have perfect vision, though. And I do think you shady types can be cute sometimes. Your type tends to think you can make anyone dance in the palm of your hand, but when someone catches you off-guard and says something nice to you, you react cutely! Rinne-senpai was like that, too, sometimes. And so is our producer.

[Hiro chooses then to let out a squawk—perhaps doubting Hiyori's words about his departed deadbeat dad being cute. Hiyori, of course, nods along and uses this to support his argument!]

See? He agrees with me! Anyway, often the types who hate being called cute are still awfully cute. Like Baku-kun! You'd agree he can be cute, right? Not that you'll e~ver get him to accept it.

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[ Never tell him that denial of his cute status increases it, he'd probably perish. ]

You have quite interesting tastes in cuteness then.

[ Clearly the only reason why he could look at someone like Kleken and register the man as cute. ]

[ The look Kleken casts toward Hiro at his input on the topic is one that briefly reads like betrayal-- though the bird easily has a much closer connection to Hiyori. While he might have agreed with Rinne having a cute demeanor at times, that didn't mean he'd like for the same logic to be applied to himself. That was simply far too outside of his preferred realm of applicable adjectives. ]

He also has interesting tastes.

[ That is clearly what's happening here, a man and a bird with odd tastes in cuteness. ]

[ The posed scenario regarding Bakugo, however, isn't so easy to dismiss. He's certainly thought of the man as entertaining, several times over, but he's not sure he can think of a scenario where he's thought of the man as 'cute' and the serious consideration he puts to this scenario shows clearly on his face for a moment. His actions could be cute at times, certainly, and he would call Bakugo cute just to see the man light up in indignation, but was that itself cute... ? ]

[ As he settles on an answer, he flicks his gaze back to Hiyori with a knowing smile. ]

I believe all signs point to you two enjoying being teases.

[ Says the man who enjoys being a tease. ]