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The last thing Akito expected was to have something placed on his head.
“Kengo. What is this.”
Kengo pouted at him.
“I can tell you!” Ignis said, having come from who knew where. “There’s a crown of flowers on your head.”
“Oh! Ignis! I made you one too!”
“You make flower crowns?” Akito asked, pulling it off his head to inspect it.
“They’re from the florist! They aren’t going to last too long, being cut like that,” Kengo explained cheerfully, trying to place it on Ignis, who laughed and snatched it from Kengo’s hand to put it on himself.