[ UGH, THAT WAS FAST. he doesn't even get the chance to give them a second squeeze! yet, even as he's been caught, he'll try to yank his wrists out of hijikata's grasp, twisting them this way and that with a huff — but, to no avail. he won't wilt under that look, though! he's received far sterner looks in the past, and the death glare of a demon vice commander is nothing! see, he'll even smile back — a pure, innocent smile, the smile of someone who has done no wrong. ]

Like you'll let me ogle under regular circumstances. [ because really, would hijikata ever let him stare out of the sheer goodness of his heart!! ] Ah, but I'll take that as a definite invitation for next time — it's too late for takebacks, okay?

[ ugh.... his bobbies — and he himself — will never be free. once tsurumaru's been let go of, a small strand of bandages are unrolled, along with tearing off a tiny bit of tape. but before proceeding, he reaches over to the box of sweets, and with his back stealthily turned, he pulls out a small mochi bun! ]

Hey, hey — Hijikata, look this way.

[ AAAAND when hijikata turns towards him, tsurumaru immediately sticks the mochi into his open mouth. ] Here, eat this. No one's watching, so you don't have to worry about your weird, little concerns.