Daisuke thinks Satoshi should get a little more enjoyment out of life.
Satoshi-kun was silent for a moment, and Daisuke tried not to squirm under his level gaze. At last Satoshi-kun looked back down at the food and extracted a piece of tamagoyaki to chew, carefully and without any change of expression Daisuke could see. He watched hopefully anyway.
Daisuke and Satoshi talk about painting and destiny.
Hiwatari-kun smiled slightly, fingers brushing the edge of the canvas. "No. You’re a true Niwa."
"But…" Daisuke looked up at him. "No Niwa has ever painted."
Hiwatari-kun snorted. "Niwas have always pursued beauty for the sake of beauty."
Dark has an idea and is happy to seduce Satoshi to make it work.
Dark’s mouth quirked. "Your family didn’t make me to have mercy. You probably know that better than most. But," he shrugged, "three hundred years dealing with Niwas and their idiot chivalry will do things to a man."
