“I could never have imagined such entertainment or such colourful displays. It's almost funny. We, who so longed for light, I think we're going to be intoxicated with it for the rest of our lives today, Kei, aren't we?”
But Kei, instead of nodding sharply, looked at his best friend with a miserable look on his face.
“Yeah! I think so, too. And now that we're both satisfied, you should kill me.”
“But why should I kill you?” Asked for this one, falsely stunned.
Kei pinched your lips, overexcited.
"But can't you see or you're faking it! My costume is pink!”
Miron made a vague hand gesture.
“So what, mine is orange. And I think it's as orange as the most beautiful sunset of all time.”
Kei looked up at the sky.
“Well, good for you. But me, Miron, I'm a guy!”
“Yes, but you're blond.”
