Oliver
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"Hey, Naru?"
He flipped a page from the book he was reading.
"I have a confession to make."
Another page went by.
"Do you remember when Bou-san and Yasu and John figured out that you were Oliver Davis?"
Again, one more page turned. Mai didn't understand how it was possible to read so quickly.
"Well, ever since that day, I started seeing you as a nut."
"..."
"..."
"...What?"
"See, uh, the olive fruit kinda looks like a nut, right?"
Naru lifted an eyebrow.
"So now, I, uh, whenever I think of 'Oliver'... I think of 'nut'."
"...Idiot."
"I'm not saying that you're nuts!" Mai twiddled her thumbs. "It's just that... um... I see you as a... nut..?"
Naru sighed.
"But it really suits you! The name Oliver, that is... I read somewhere that an olive nut - I mean fruit - is very bitter. Suits you, ne?"
Naru closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. "...Just get me a cup of tea."
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A/N: I'm sorry. I couldn't resist.
