“You really think so?” He actually looks a little excited. “I really wish that was true. Hang on, wouldn’t I need to disguise myself to be a superhero? I don’t want the opposition knowing who I am and who I care about, after all. I have to be sneaky! You don’t quite get the whole effect if any part of this is hidden, eheh.”

He hums, looking pensive and glancing to one side for a moment before peering back into the camera. “The answer is easy!” Todomatsu taps his lower lip and smiles playfully. “You’ll just have to taste test them both!”

“Ooh, that’s tricky… I would say…” He claps his hands together with a delighted smile. “Extreme emotional manipulation! I would be able to talk people into doing whatever I wanted, from doing my work for me to fighting my fights. I could make my enemies beat themselves up, even! That’s the best possible power for me, I think.”

“You guys are taking this way too far! I can’t do it, I just can’t!” One may wonder if he can control how pink his cheeks get as he presses his hands to them, head tilted down, eyes looking up in a horribly vulnerable, horribly planned way. “It’s too immodest.”

Todomatsu looks horrendously displeased. “Welcome back, belly button anons. Long time no see.” He laughs weakly (and the camera may pick up a bit of pink in his cheeks.).

“Oh, absolutely! Here, let me load ‘em up.” He presses a dozen little kisses to his hands before bringing them up and blowing them at the camera all at once. “There you go! You feel loved, right?”

Todomatsu grins. “Choromatsu is the ultimate cherryboy, ok? Keep that in mind!” He starts clicking away, looking pleased but focused. “Actually, Jyuushiko’s given me some in concerts before! Hang on, I’ll bring them up on-screen, I always took pics. How could I not?” Part of the livestream is covered up by selfies. “I didn’t think I needed them, but, well. She won, and I’m not even upset. They’re adorable, I’m adorable, it just fits!” He closes out the pictures, and holds his nails to the camera. “I don’t have any extra bits on them today, but they’re painted like the strawberry slices on my hat, look!” Once they’re in focus, they’re absolutely precious.

Totty frowns at that. “Never. That would mean that I go into friendships just to date people and not because I would actually like to be friends with them.” He seems a bit cold. “I like finding friends, and I’d like to find someone to smother with affection someday, and the latter doesn’t outrank the former, y’know? I’d be nothing without my friends, so.” He cracks open one of the sodas he’s advertising with a satisfying fizz. “A toast, to good friends and leaving that term behind!”

Todomatsu looks a bit excited. “I love strawberries, but I also really like peaches! They’re not only tasty and adorable, but before the loanword ‘pink,’ there was momoiro, peach-colored! Basically any fruit that goes well with cream is my favorite.” He holds up a bottle of the soda he’s advertising. “You don’t see many cream sodas that other flavors in it, so cherish this while it’s on the shelves! As for my favorite smell, besides the fruits I mentioned earlier, I adore sweet smells and coffee. Basically a cafe smell would be ideal: freshly ground coffee, sugar, and warm pastries after coming in from the cold!”