[that is, big browns are looking up at his classmate with blatant inquiry. he knows who this is (he knows who everyone is, it's not a big class), and despite his rough exterior and seemingly predisposition for mischief (or perhaps because of it), he's popular. everyone likes him. people even rely on him.]
[masanosuke is green with envy always...]
[he follows that crimson gaze down to a lone green tea mochi nestled in the corner of his barely-eaten bento]
1!
[that is, big browns are looking up at his classmate with blatant inquiry. he knows who this is (he knows who everyone is, it's not a big class), and despite his rough exterior and seemingly predisposition for mischief (or perhaps because of it), he's popular. everyone likes him. people even rely on him.]
[masanosuke is green with envy always...]
[he follows that crimson gaze down to a lone green tea mochi nestled in the corner of his barely-eaten bento]
[...]
[scoots the entire thing out for him]
Help yourself, Sakata-Dono.