Gradually, Namikaze Hiatohi calmed down, though the heavy flush of alcohol still lingered, with no telling when it might wear off. Just as he tried to get up, he was suddenly grabbed by the arm. "Brother Tu, my legs are weak. Will you carry me home?"
Lowering his gaze, he met those same clear, luminous purple eyes. He could not refuse.
Children possessed every right to be willful.
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