[ ... this handful of a knight. isn't that simply the way? he won't accept serving an empty throne? the words, the laughter, the expression—all of it is so arrogant, and yet the only thing that leo can think is that that's all interesting. that confidence is wonderful to see.

and a bunch of complicated something elses that he can't quite place.

maybe he's bested for once, as leo feels an unfamiliar heat rise to his cheeks. it's one thing to know the strength of that loyalty, the strength of the emotions directed his way; it's another thing to hear them, and sometimes he feels as if he'll handle situations like these clumsily.

he tilts his head, and smiles. ]

You're making it the way with that forceful speech, huh? [ ... ] ... Well, I wouldn't choose anything else. I promised too, right—I won't give up this crown until you guys rise above everyone else.

[ and even then, will suou let him leave? who knows. maybe beyond that, leo has to ask himself if that's what he'll want to do, in the end.

after all.

it's that confident sparkle in tsukasa's eyes, the bursts of inspiration he says he doesn't have but the proof of the contrary truth is right in front of him, in the way he writes—that's that "something new" he's learned to love. with that, leo leans a bit, curious and attempting to read what's in the notebook. ]

Hey, can I see?