[ Micchi opens the door to the house himself because he's expecting Philip. Lucky that he did, because if his niisan or one of the staff had opened it to someone carrying red roses, chocolates and a musical instrument and asking for him by name he never would've lived it down.
At least Philip had gotten something right. Micchi takes the bouquet and the chocolates readily enough, looking at the handcrafted label on the chocolates that assures him they came from the best place in town. Perfect, just ideal. A+ for Philip in that respect, even if the roses were a little over the top. It's to be expected Philip would go for something representing the pinnacle of romance.
Singing telegrams, however, are not romantic. At all. They're cheesy and embarrassing. Not to mention the chosen song goes on like they're in some kind of relationship, not just two horny teenage friends where one has to teach the other about sex and dating! Honestly, it couldn't be less cute.
Micchi has a fabulous poker face though, so he keeps his eyes bright and his smile appreciative; it isn't the poor misguided performer's fault that Philip is an idiot. Micchi says thank you to her as she leaves, watching her retreating form go out of the gates before giving Philip a less-than-playful punch in the shoulder. ]
What was that?! [Okay he knows what it was, but-] That seemed like a good idea to you? Urgh, get inside before I change my mind.
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At least Philip had gotten something right. Micchi takes the bouquet and the chocolates readily enough, looking at the handcrafted label on the chocolates that assures him they came from the best place in town. Perfect, just ideal. A+ for Philip in that respect, even if the roses were a little over the top. It's to be expected Philip would go for something representing the pinnacle of romance.
Singing telegrams, however, are not romantic. At all. They're cheesy and embarrassing. Not to mention the chosen song goes on like they're in some kind of relationship, not just two horny teenage friends where one has to teach the other about sex and dating! Honestly, it couldn't be less cute.
Micchi has a fabulous poker face though, so he keeps his eyes bright and his smile appreciative; it isn't the poor misguided performer's fault that Philip is an idiot. Micchi says thank you to her as she leaves, watching her retreating form go out of the gates before giving Philip a less-than-playful punch in the shoulder. ]
What was that?! [Okay he knows what it was, but-] That seemed like a good idea to you? Urgh, get inside before I change my mind.