[Nagisa shivers without even knowing why. Something about the idea of Oda echoing his words in his even, deep voice, without a hint of shift in his perpetually placid expression...]
Understood, Sensei.
[Well, something about it brings Nagisa right to heel, and that's not an easy feat.]
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Understood, Sensei.
[Well, something about it brings Nagisa right to heel, and that's not an easy feat.]