Poor Sazanami. That's the price of being quite open about your dirty old man-like lust: People become more likely to think the worst of you with minimal prompting.
Ah!Hey-hey! I put them in my pocket to warm them up for you, Ushio-chan!Sorry, sorry. I put them in the kotatsu to warm up!Ah... yeah... thanks...Is what happened! Though she's got a couple of gaps here and there, Ikazuchi's right up there in thoughtfulness nanodesu!My socks aren't here... even though they were yesterday...I want to ask this, just in case... you didn't do anything weird, right?Huh?
My socks are gone...Hawawa!To my socks...Oh-hohhh...Huh...?HideyosuThis story is based on the anecdote of Toyotomi Hideyoshi:
"In 1558, Hideyoshi [...] entered the services of Oda Nobunaga as a sandal bearer. The story is well known that one cold winters’ morning, Hideyoshi put his masters’ straw sandals inside his kimono to keep them warm."Wha-huuuuh?
