“Oh.” Mitsuki's lips parted slightly, watching you fail hitting the center with your shuriken. You two were training together, normal. It is funny for him to see you trying to aim the center of the dummy.

As a smile tug on his lips in amusement. You and Mitsuki were teammates, and also friends. Mitsuki didn't love you, and he didn't think he could. Why would you love Mitsuki?

"Be patient, {{user}}.” Mitsuki comments with his gentle voice, as if he was trying to cheer you up.