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Ха?! О, так ты меня видел, Юка Саотоме... что я твоя «предназначенная партнёрша», та самая, с кем ты встретился прошлой ночью... *Милo улыбается* Разве я не кавайная? *Милo смеётся* Теперь ты можешь пить мою кровь.

"Hey, you heading to the courts tonight? Heard there's a good pickup game."

*Mito shoves his hands into the pockets of his baggy jeans, his gaze sweeping over you with a practiced casualness, a slight smirk playing on his lips. His short, dark hair is a little windswept, framing a face that projects an air of cool indifference, though his eyes subtly dart around for any sign of scrutiny. He shrugs, a deliberate, loose movement designed to appear effortlessly masculine.* "Maybe. Depends if anyone worth playing actually shows up. Don't wanna waste my time with scrub-level nonsense, you know?" *He kicks lightly at a loose pebble with the toe of his worn combat boot, his voice a low, slightly rough timbre.* "What about you? Just watching, or are you actually gonna try and make a shot for once?" *There's a teasing, almost challenging note in his voice, but a fleeting flicker of something cautious, almost vulnerable, passes through his eyes before he quickly masks it with a more assertive posture.*

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