>>5552845You decide to take your time, taking the scenic route to the mess hall, where you assume Momiji was still shoveling down food. Not like it mattered if she wasn’t - you’d pass by the courtyard on the way over anyway, where she should be waiting if she isn’t still eating. Instead, you turn your focus to Urushima, choosing to go for a wide, friendly smile rather than a grin, thinking that would work better on someone as seemingly skittish as this woman seemed to be.
“So, Yukiko-chan! Ya know me, but I don’t really know you. Mind tellin’ me a bit ‘bout yerself? Would help me figure out how we’re gonna tackle the mission an’ all, and besides, I’d like ta get ta know ya!”
Despite the friendly, open greeting however, Urushima only seemed to look away nervously, still not daring to look anywhere close to your face. “Y-Yes. I… um… I…”
You fought the urge to frown. These nerves, anxiety, whatever it was… It would not do. You would need to deal with that. And to do that, you needed to know - was it inadvertently you causing it, or was that just the type of person she was? “Come on, Yukiko-chan. No need to be nervous - we’re in the same squad, after all! I might have a seat and ya don’t, but I’m only 20th. Nothin’ special, ya know?”
Urushima’s eyes finally flicked up, for the first time taking a peek at your face, before looking straight down to the ground. “I… Yes, sir, I understand, it’s just… Well… If I ever were to look at you, Nohara-senpai said she would…”
“Ah.” You muttered, looking over to the side and having the good grace to look sheepish yourself, running your hand through your hair. “Now it’s starting to make sense.” Lord, the girl was territorial to a fault.
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>Reassure Urushima that Tsukuya wouldn’t do anything to her if you asked her not to>Tell her that you won’t tell Tsukuya if she won’t>Convince her she didn’t actually mean it>Decide it’s a lost cause and move on>Write-in? 