[He laughed softly, and unwound the strands to tuck them behind her ear.] No need to thank me, Miharu. It’s the truth.

Oh… To make it straighter or something? [And he was back to knowing nothing about girls. Maybe if he listened to Yukari droning on with fashion stuff more ofte-yeah, not gonna happen.] Well, if you really want to. Just don’t cut it too short, okay?

[Akihiko moved his hand back into her hair, and started lightly scratching her scalp. A gentle impromptu massage, of sorts. (He just liked touching her, and looked for opportunities to indulge himself.)]