Sweet Gifts, Bitter Hands

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Index: Touma, we... we got you something.

Touma: Huh? It's not even my birthday—

Mikoto: It's not like we coordinated or anything!

Index: We remembered you like both flavors, so we made half and half...

Touma: Index...

Mikoto: Mine's just... you know, whatever. Don't read into it.

Roy Hazama: While these two went domestic, I went artistic. Behold—

Roy Hazama: A chocolate hand that matches your Imagine Breaker.

Touma: This is... really thoughtful, but—

Index: But?

Mikoto: What could possibly be wrong?

Touma: If I touch any of these with my right hand, they'll all turn to dust!

Roy Hazama: Dude, you're turning pale. Allergic to chocolate?

Touma: I'll... treasure these forever. In a glass case. Away from my hand.

Roy Hazama: Smart man. Nothing says 'I love you' like existential terror.

Mikoto: W-who said anything about love?! Idiot!

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