[ah... the closeness of itsuki registers and - buzen seems to think about it for a moment, before deciding that ultimately it's fine. it's a silent, unspoken thing, how he leans slightly against him. his head rests on itsuki's shoulder, letting some of his weight lean against him.

he squeezes his hand once, in acknowledgement and gratitude.

maybe he was feeling a little tired.]

Pffhaha, you deserve whatever Kiyo-san does to you. [MEAN but he knows that kashuu of all people would understand... even if he'll also be a huffy cat about it] But if you think so... then maybe tomorrow, we can spar together.

I definitely want to see how much better you've gotten.