<♗>He gives the other a look again—one to say, “I don’t care, get the hell out of my sight.“ He would open the door and just go the hell in to get the rest he needs, but that’d be pretty much a neon-painted invitation golden opportunity for the other to get inside.
"Sure, right. I don’t have evidence of you not being a murderer either, though,” he points out. Really, this could go on all night, back and forth. Even the mere thought of it made him more tired.
"I’ll give you a pen if you tell me what the hell you need it for.” Fuck knows, fitting to this line of conversation, the blonde could stab Jules with it and then proceed to rob him. Sure, he’s being irrational and paranoid now—but he’s just suspicious, and the guy’s not helping his own case.
» 「 光の後継者 」 «
Of course, Seikin adamantly returned the other’s look with one of his own. Despite the smile, his eyes declared that he isn’t leaving no matter what the other does. It is out of spite now, Seikin being here stubbornly. If the other is so desperate for him to be gone, he’ll be here.
» 「 I don’t have evidence that you aren’t a murderer either and yet I ask for your help, dear neighbor. 」 «
To think this could and probably would go on forever. What is the other hiding? Drugs? Maybe he’ll report the other for suspicious activity after Seikin got what he wants. Why the other so insistent on not letting him in if the other isn’t hiding anything? Maybe there’s a dead body in there!
» 「 To pick the lock to my house. 」 «
Of course, a blatant lie, however, he can get into his house with the help of a pen, not that the pen is sharp enough to stab the other anyway. Unless the other is using a really fine pen. This neighbor… the more he denies entry, the more Seikin want to pester the hell out of him the next time he sees the other.
