[The separation is quite sudden, but Atsushi doesn't seem to mind. In fact, he's chuckling warmly as he listens to Inaba's apology.]
You don't have to apologize for that.
[Too fast, then? That's alright, they can go at this another way.
Atsushi lets go of Inaba, sliding his hand out from under her shirt and letting it fall back down. He pulls back just far enough to give them a little bit of room, but not so far that he leaves her lap. Once he has a little bit of space to work with, though, he's going to pull off his own shirt and toss it to the side. There you go, Inaba! Now you get an eyeful of shirtless! Atsushi.
But with himself exposed like this, he does offer Inaba a smile as he explains.]
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You don't have to apologize for that.
[Too fast, then? That's alright, they can go at this another way.
Atsushi lets go of Inaba, sliding his hand out from under her shirt and letting it fall back down. He pulls back just far enough to give them a little bit of room, but not so far that he leaves her lap. Once he has a little bit of space to work with, though, he's going to pull off his own shirt and toss it to the side. There you go, Inaba! Now you get an eyeful of shirtless! Atsushi.
But with himself exposed like this, he does offer Inaba a smile as he explains.]
You can touch me too, you know.