Well, not much. I know they're called doujinshi. [ The word sounds awkward, he's not said it out loud himself yet. He already was taking so long with his trip out that he didn't want to spend a lot of time lingering. Maybe he should have, though. He peeks over Viktor's shoulder as the other flips through the pages.

He's smiling, watching the exchanges as he glances through the pages. There's something really cute about it, he thinks. And then, without thinking.... ]

Do you want me to put on an apron and serve you coffee?

[ And those are words he can't take back now, so he tries to immediately move on: ]

They did a really nice job drawing you.