[Douman accepts his cup with a small bow. He picks it up and cradles it between his hands, but doesn't drink from it. He has tried his best to keep Sano-kun's secrets, even now from Haruaki-kun. They weigh way too much for anybody but the boy to have any right to reveal them. But doesn't Sakura-kun have the same rights? Doesn't he deserve the same amount of respect and care?

The warmth of the tea seeps into his skin, but his heart feels squeezed and chilled once more. Douman doesn't know what kind of face he is making right now, and he doesn't want to know.]

He took it in the worst way possible. Having Sano-kun fall and suffer divine punishment right in front of his eyes couldn't have gone much worse.




.....he's blaming himself.