[ What you two doin under the kotatsu? Leaving no room for Maruki, that's what. It's fine. He can sit criss cross applesauce with only his knees underneath. Oh, a cruel and unjust reality. Oh, an unloved, unwanted Maruki.

jk he's munching on senbei, watching Akechi become increasingly miserable, totally content. ]

Maybe I should wish for an even larger one. I didn't anticipate that we'd have so many guests over to use the kotatsu, but we could always have more! BB-san, and Aubrey, and Venat...