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"Mooncakes."

"Why."

"They're mooncakes."

"Why."

"Can't I bring you festive foods?"

"No."

"No?"

"No, you can't, because there's always a real reason you're sitting in my apartment - I know my landlord gave you the key, Ueda - drinking tea out of ridiculous teapots you go stupidly out of your way to cart here."

"I put them in a carry bag. It's not a -"

"Ueda!"

"You."

"Tell me! Or -"

He tells himself he does it to shut her up. The kiss feels like renewal; beautiful peace and welcome silence - and he wonders what took them so long.