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week four | dates
You worked up your courage and asked someone out on a date! Good job!
Now you have to hope the producers are kind re: where they send you.
Now you have to hope the producers are kind re: where they send you.
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All right. Ah-- you can have some of mine, since you gave yours away.
[they'll have to share chopsticks]
[Will still isn't quite sure how to use chopsticks]
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[he is not sharing chopsticks with u, Will.]
Besides which, when we go back we'll be back in the cafe. I can order something then.
Anyway! Is this sort of additional space what you mean?
[His Sekai--though it's a lot more chipper and a lot less traumatic than everyone else's, huh]
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Oh-- yes. This is exactly what I mean.
[glancing up to look around, smiling a bit as he does so]
Your space-- Sekai?-- is so cheerful, Tsukasa.
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Hm? Yes, I suppose so.
[???]
Are the others you've experienced not that way?
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They've been. . . interesting. [that's the politically correct way to put it] Like a little peek into other people's minds.
[and their memories. which isn't intrusive at all!]
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[He still doesn't get it.]
Since they're formed from strong emotions.
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[yeah, that tracks. Will finally realizes he is supposed to tear the two chopsticks apart as he dips the ends into the ramen broth]
[wait-- how does one eat the broth like this. . .?]
And these Sekais are common in your world?
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Ah, no, not exactly.
[Tsukasa tilts his head back to look at the sky (too bright of a blue, as it ever is), and hums.]
I've never met someone else with one, actually.
Still! Of course it would be all of you who would have strong enough emotions to create them!
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[he smiles]
I suppose that's true. And a competition like this one would just amplify those emotions tenfold.
. . . I like it here. [nodnods] It's bright and colorful.
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[He grew it himself (???). But he seems pretty content to just vibe here for a minute. It's peaceful, and he missed it while he was being a contestant.]
Of course, it is only fitting that the Sekai of a star be as bright and colorful as the multitude of roles I look forward to someday portraying!
[... That all said.]
When you've finished eating, I'll show you the stage!
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I'd love that. Though-- ah. . .
[glances down at his ramen]
[. . .]
[attempts to adjust his fingers around the chopsticks the way Ryuji taught him. . .]
. . . it might take me a bt.
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... We should have brought you a spoon.
[He did not think about the chopsticks thing... Regardless, Tsukasa just leans over to adjust Will's grip.]
Try like this. Now see if you can grab some of the noodles.
[Tsukasa will guide his hand along if it seems Will's struggling. He already did this for Anna with the piano, may as well do this for Will now with chopsticks.]
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[with that help, he manages to pick up like. . . two noodles. success!!]
How do you eat the broth after the noodles are gone?
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[Poor Will. Spoonless...]
But you can also just drink it straight from the bowl.
[Eat the noodles, Will!]
If you keep practicing, you'll definitely get used to them eventually.
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[but with the noodles in his grasp, he lifts them to his lips to eat, slurping them a bit as god intended (though he, personally ,si a bit embarrassed by this)]
Ah. . . it's delicious!
[truly he has never had a soup as rich as flavorful as this]
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[Good news, Anna, your boyfriend likes Japanese food.]
Try some of the pork next.
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[don't mind if he does pick a piece of pork up, tucking it into his mouth (sloppily) afterwards. he chews thoughtfully]
It's so tender. . . it practically melts in your mouth.
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You sound like a culinary aficionado when you talk like that.
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[picking up another piece of pork. . . and offering it to Tsukasa]
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Tsukasa just blinks at him.
...... Will........]
Er... please, feel free. I'll--ah, I'll be fine.
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If you're sure.
[he isn't offended at all by the refusal, though. he'll gladly eat this entire bowl by himself; he was just being polite!]
[anyway]
[it does take him a while, but eventually he polishes off the ramen! hooray he did it]
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When he's all finished, Tsukasa just gestures to the bench.]
Go ahead and leave the bowl there. We'll have to remember to pick it up on our way back.
[For the poor cafe...
Anyway.]
Would you like to see the stage now?
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[eager! in his soft Will kind of way, of course. he places the bowl aside and stands, adjusting his bag over his shoulders]
Lead the way, Tsukasa.
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But soon enough, they come to a stage. As they step into the tent, Tsukasa holds a finger up to his lips, because it seems--
Miku is putting on a performance! With... talking and moving plushies?
... Roll with it. I'm not npcing more vocaloids.]
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[Miku's music reaches his ears the moment they step into the tent, and. . . he freezes at the entrance, eyes growing wide as he watches with the same fascination he had for Tsukasa and Dorothea's duo performance]
Wow. . .
[he at least waits until Miku is finished before speaking again]
She really is amazing. . . and the stuffed animals-- they were moving!
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