. . .[His hands were trembling slightly as he looks over the papers in his hands.]

What. . .what is this? I-I don't-- [Eventhough the words were telling him exactly what they meant, he couldn't wrap his head around it. He laughs nervously, looking up to Asougi.] You're not trying to be funny with me, are you? [He shakes his head.] No, of course you wouldn't. You would be that jerk though, who doesn't tell his best friend and would rather watch them fumble around until they figure things out. [He puts his hands on his hips.] Well I worked out your game. Without a doubt, those chocolates are definitely from you.