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puppycrush22024-12-02 12:33 pm
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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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[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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[Even the plushies! Because this is Tsukasa's Sekai. Something something he made the plushies perform for Saki in the hospital as a kid.
Don't worry about it.
Regardless, with the performance over, Tsukasa starts to make his way down the aisle to the stage. As soon as she notices both of them, Miku beams and starts to wave eagerly.]
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