"Hello. You've reached Keiko Yukimura. I'm not available right now, so please leave your name and a message, and I'll get back to you as soon as I can!"
[She turns her head away when he catches up to keep her expression away from him. Nobody knows her like Yusuke does, after all, and she's still stung enough, still too proud, to show him just how the tournament affected her. Or to let go of her frustration with him so easily.
Still, it's a moment before she answers.]
Yeah.
[Her tone is serious--she's not the one who needs to make light of a situation to get through it--but she tries not to let it come out foreboding, either. After all, in the end, Yusuke won. She doesn't want him to think he can't do it. That he can't pull through. So Keiko speaks seriously, but she's not so serious she can't hold onto her ire, either.
Breathe in. She holds her head up and continues, still petulantly not looking at him.]
He told me... [No. Man up, Yukimura. Just because you're too weak for Yusuke to ever tell you anything doesn't mean you have to admit it. She releases a breath.] We decided that I shouldn't tell you guys about it in case it messes things up. So don't even ask.
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Still, it's a moment before she answers.]
Yeah.
[Her tone is serious--she's not the one who needs to make light of a situation to get through it--but she tries not to let it come out foreboding, either. After all, in the end, Yusuke won. She doesn't want him to think he can't do it. That he can't pull through. So Keiko speaks seriously, but she's not so serious she can't hold onto her ire, either.
Breathe in. She holds her head up and continues, still petulantly not looking at him.]
He told me... [No. Man up, Yukimura. Just because you're too weak for Yusuke to ever tell you anything doesn't mean you have to admit it. She releases a breath.] We decided that I shouldn't tell you guys about it in case it messes things up. So don't even ask.