the sign of thirteen

It was as they were leaving that I was drawn aside by the man in the flowery overrobe.

"I don't suppose I could have your autograph?" he asked. "Not for me, much as I appreciate it -- but my Nanao-chan loves your writing. It's the one thing that'll make her late for work."

I cannot deny that I was flattered by his words, and was quick to provide the requested signature.

"Is Ise-kun still annoyed with you over that absinthe incident?" his white-haired friend inquired.

"Not for much longer," he answered with a smile, tucking the paper in his sleeve.

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