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[so close..........

bop!]

I wouldn't roast that if I had 'em, y'know~. But I'll give it to you since they're pretty much cousins. ☆

[yams and all... he'll unwrap the towel and roll over one of the tin-foiled tubers for keigo while he situates himself on the counterspace for his own ♪]

Careful, it's hot~.

[ You can't just call somebody at two in the morning and make them run to school and then refuse to talk? There's something of exasperation in Rokkun's eyes when Komaeda looks up to meet them, little flashes of irritation as he looks down at the pda like he's rereading the words on the screen and having to turn them over in his head because yeah, maybe Komaeda is always honest with him. But there's also so much he doesn't say, or he leads Rokkun around talking about everything but whatever it is he's trying to say. Trying to guide him to some sort of conclusion he doesn't typically have the patience for.

...At least he's trying. ]

I know
But I wish you were more upfront with me

[ return the favor, he'd say, if he were at all honest or upfront about anything ]

[ puffs their cheeks so he'd let go, succeeding only in making the pinch hurt a little more ]

The cat...? You're making it sound like I have no friends.

[ She did feel a lot better... ]

You think so? I used to worry it would effect my college prospects...but I guess I don't need to worry any more... [ If she ever goes home, she'll hug her parents and not worry about that at all. ]

Ah...did you expect to work somewhere smaller? [ Like a home clinic. But even then.. You can't avoid large groups in medical school, can you? ] You're a good nurse, sensei. It seems like you really conquered that fear!

( then he came like an hour later, hitting 3am in the morning — maybe he can play around since the other took so long, but can't be helped because of his physical condition. it's true, komaeda's never been upfront, he speaks everything in riddles, he leads people around to find the answer to his confusing question, and he's well aware that he does it to rokkun as well. it's almost like he trusts him to understand, to not make komaeda go above and beyond to be normal, and yet, he could see in his eyes that he's tired.

it is 3am, so he can't fault rokkun at all. )

i am, always have been.
i wonder... is it my place to explain it to you, what right do i have to compromise your happiness?

( is it clear now? or still shrouded in confusion, either way, he mirrors rokkun's expression before digging in his own pocket for something. )

[ There's the other side of the bag, okay, like when you share cups with somebody and turn it just slightly so you're not drinking from the same place.

Rokuro pours more chip into his mouth so he does not have to answer. He is this close from walking away and ditching their hope lesson picnic. He would have left if the tag order had him before Crona. ]

Kiyotaka. It wouldn't be fair to talk about somebody Crona doesn't know.

[ He doesn't know Ishimaru very well either but it doesn't matter, he just doesn't want to hear Komaeda talk about Amami. ]

Am I? You have many friends, more than me, actually.

( ...

well, that's true, he'll continue though. )

Akehoshi-kun is your friend, oh, oh... Hinata-kun too! Oh, and... and...

( hm. hm. )

Komaeda-kun!

You got the chips for him, Crona-san! He's even enjoying them, there's no need to lose him in such a good mood.

( anyway, he can look at rokkun... yeah... no... crona this man hates us, he's rokuro in that tag, you know he's tired of this bullshit i'm sick. anyway, yall could have just chosen komaeda, and hope class would have instantly ended. alright, so ishimaru... )

I am Ishimaru-kun's senpai, unfortunately scum like me attended the same school as him... ( sighs wistfully )

He's the Ultimate Public Morals Committee Member, that means... it's impossible to stop that talent from shining, because the world follows a set of rules, and he is the embodiment of them! He's also part of the Student Council here, he bested me in the position... but we all saw that coming, a person as marvelous as him would force me to eat the dirt around him.

( that said, he moves on. ) His hope is overwhelming, it's like a beacon... then he'll become the Ultimate you both will train yourselves to follow. I have his daily schedule, he abides by the same set up... never shifting outside the norm... what a hopeful talent.

( he'll rip out a sheet of paper from his notebook, and here.. voila... ishimaru's daily life and timeframes of which classes he goes to, a write up of his diet, etc etc... kinda stalkerish. )

[ Its still counts, they win!! npckun immediately picks up one of the yams and has to play hot potato with themselves for a second or two before setting the yam back down on the table. Hot... ]

Did you roast these in the dorms? The fireplace?

[ what happiness

Maybe that important person Komaeda failed to protect really is himself, but it still doesn't make sense. The tylenol isn't doing anything for his head. The caffeine isn't doing anything for his wanting to go back to sleep.

taking the pda back to give Komaeda a chance to grab whatever it is he's looking for ]

You don't do things without a reason

[ if he's going to destroy whatever happiness that doesn't exist, he'd have a reason— like when he approached Rokkun about that memory, made him jump through a dozen hoops to get to Komaeda's point, and thoroughly pissed him off. It's still better he heard from Komaeda than anybody else, though. He would have made Hinata cry even harder. ]

[ Who's Hina—- ]

Yeah! You got it! You owe me seven hundred million yen.

[ Wait, no, don't give up on college ]

Something like that! But thank you, hearing you say that means a lot to me, especially in a high school where students are at that age where it's difficult to ask for help.

[ Sometimes it feels like they don't need her. Like how counselor-kun sits in his office and eats pretzels and gets paid, sometimes she sits in her office and drinks tea and gets paid. ]

A good mood....?

[ They...they trust Komeada to not lie to them, but when they look at Rokkun. Um. We're bullying him so bad like this. Poor Rokkun this is like you wanna hang out with your friend but their little sibling makes you play with them. ]

If Ishimaru made you eat dirt you'd be eating something. Should I have gotten dirt from the vending machine?

[ They have good priorities, like worrying about why Komeada is refusing food. ]

Oh good for him. So the lesson is...follow a schedule? [ Usually Ishimaru yells in a friendly way about hard work, which Crona likes, but maybe hard work is also...doing the same thing every day? ]

[careful, careful... subaru'll take the lil hand towel and wrap it around keigo's again, picking at the visible foil until he can unwrap for the soft, delicious sweet yam inside.]

Ding ding! Ten points for you, Boss~. Get ninety more and you get a prize. [something for future subaru to figure out, present subaru has to pick at his foiled yam so it can cool too....] Don't ask me what it is though, I haven't thought of a good one that's not food.

( the one he's going to have on my birthday ?

digging in his pocket means he'll check and see if... he has it on him, he'll pull out his hope fragments that's missing one — it glows just a little in the darkness, and then he puts it away back in his pocket. he'll start to pull off his own jacket, his t-shirt fully visible, and because it's short sleeved — his mechanical arm exposed where the cut off is a little under his elbow. the tallies on his other arm there, nothing to write home about, but he shifts to get on his hands and knees, and reaches towards rokkun to tug at his jacket. he wants this one instead, they can trade for tonight onwards to tomorrow.

his other hand reaches out, not really looking at the pda to type... just going off muscle memory. )

is that so...
you're more aware than most here...
would you like to hear it from me or amami-kun?

( is that a threat on hinata's life? he's insane, oh my god. gunna have to make komaeda stop talking to this man just to see a fight break out. )

he could tell you a play by play, but i can speak from hearsay.

( he was one of the people involved in solving the murder, but it is unfair to him that rokkun couldn't be there for someone he wants to go back home to, how that could have been his sibling's first and last chance at life... and he'd never know. it's that reason why komaeda's willing to talk to him late at night... )

So it was Akehoshi-kun? You seemed pretty exciting about learning what he said about you on the PDA...

( sigh sigh. )

Like a teenage schoolgirl with a crush! He'll pay you the seven hundred million yen.

[ How are we supposed to have birthday happiness when Rokkun is imagining Amami setting fire to the log he'd given Komaeda. All Amami does is commit crimes against his person, he doesn't want to talk to him.

Doesn't want to give up his jacket, either, but after a little bit of tugging and realizing what Komaeda wants, he'll take his off, and if Komaeda doesn't give him his jacket in return he's just going to sit here cold and with a headache. ]

If Rantarou cared to tell me, he would have
I'll listen to you, since you're the one who bothered

( thinking how enh was like if komaeda talked to rokkun he was going to see red when he talks amami, and i can't stop laughing.

he will give his jacket in return, and he'll point to the pocket that has the hope fragments as if that's supposed to help him in some way. hope you can hold, hope that can be touched... sometimes it's all komaeda has on his more weary and tiring days, but when he's back to normal... the hope around him is more than enough. he'll even slip rokkun's hand inside so he can find it with ease as he holds onto the other's jacket.

he'll dig in the newly acquired jacket's pockets first because he's nosy, and then he'll glance at the pda.

... )

at the start... i told him i would speak with you.
so in a way... you can say he did care, but i was unsure of what would happen...
if someone walked in your life, insisting to talk about your private life.

( and his eyes are a little sharper, matching the male's gaze as if there's a point to this. amami would have just jumped in with reckless abandon, asking about rokkun's sibling, and why he wasn't there... he can't read the room, and komaeda knows that. it probably would have went bad... )

[ Despite everything else, Shuichi can't deny he's relieved. The last expression on Chiaki's face, the last thing she did before she vanished, wasn't something of anger and not an act of revenge. They were able to send her off with a thought about a friend she was important to. ]

Ah... I-It's not as if I wanted to get stabbed.

[ He finds it in him to joke lightly at Nene, more as an awkward attempt to comfort her than for anything else. If not for Subaru, he really might have lost the strength to stand by this point and collapsed, so he takes the offer of leaning on him without protest. Earlier when he moved to the gorinto... and now... it seems that Subaru's a lot more reliable than he makes himself look, necessarily. He feels like someone Shuichi can trust. It's a little... embarrassing... so his gaze wanders wildly in search of escape from the close proximity, but thankfully it does find something to settle on.

The paper... Subaru can likely read his intent when he moves -- Shuichi's going to trust him with that, at least -- so he tries to walk over with his assistance, until he's able to pick it up and pocket it. He'll give this to Rika later. ]

Thank you... Akehoshi-kun, Yashiro-san. You're right... we should move somewhere else. I'll be careful, I promise.

[ What he means by that is he'll try not to bleed on the floor and get them into void school if he can help it, but yeah anyway y'all feel free to drag him anywhere you want. ]

[ Did he get it right? Maybe Shiraishi's a mind reader and knew the counselor was thinking about rye chips even as he said grissini, it's true. ...Hyde would have absolutely bitten a chair though, miss you king. ]

Is that so? And if I did?

[ Basically, what's in it for him? Though he laughs it off lightly and seems more interested in the cat, for which he pulls the tie from around his neck, loosening it with an expert gesture only to lift it and dangle the end of it over the desk. It swishes lightly through the air in front of the cat... ]

( oh i hope you found cute ones, amami follows where they've pointed to and gives a thoughtful hum. hmm... okay, good choice, probably. he points in the same direction, a little to the left. )

I like that one.

( a smile in their direction. )

Actually I've been wondering, do you put those together yourself? I know you're pretty good with that stuff.

[subaru can read his intent, thankfully, and helps him over to the curious paper as he shakes his head at nene... as a note, subaru is a lot warmer than the average person, so enjoy that.]

Mm-mm, don't worry about it, Nene. I think Sai-chan would've been a lot worse off if you hadn't gotten involved in the first place.

[thrown herself at chiaki, getting in the way... after shuichi mentions moving, subaru has a good idea of how to make nene feel better too, and he grins a little to ease the mood.]

Actually~, I still get turned around a bit in this school, Nene, so mind leading the way? Anywhere's fine as long as you've got what you need to help him and yourself out. ♪

We're getting by — it's more than some others can say.

( rip. pours one out for clamor and narumi and "clamor" except not really on that last one. actually, most important of all, amami's gonna cross his arms and skip straight to the point for now; he doesn't mind dropping by just to chat once in a while, but today there's something way more important than how he's doing that he'd like to ask about. )

Actually, that's one of the things I wanted to talk about if you don't mind. Some things happened lately and, well... well the short version is that there were people messing around with things they shouldn't have been.

Trying even though it didn't save you...

[It stings. It burns. Aches, deep within him, in his mind's eyes where he can still see so much blood.

But he holds onto what Rokuro says, because it's something to hold onto even past his mind wanting to latch onto how they couldn't make a difference at all.]

But... I think you're probably right. No- [Hinata shakes his head.] You are right, because... the feelings and emotions of that time still matter. They're still important, even if it isn't fair that we couldn't save you. That's why... [He takes a breath. It shakes a little less.] I know for you... I'm probably not anything more than a stranger. But if there's anything that I can do for you, I will.

[For him or Kogamo, Hinata would do anything.]

[ Those are heavy words, a promise from a stranger to do whatever he can for him, and instead of gratitude Rokkun feels the discomfort claw at the pit of his stomach, the visceral need to push Hinata away and reject his help, however far into the future, however hypothetical. What is there anybody can do for him? There are days where he's at his wit's end, where he's backed into a corner with flames in front and a chasm behind, but what good is a hand that, by taking his, would simply be thrust into misery and grief? ]

Thanks... I mean it. But I think I'm doing fine, now. To be honest, how I'm feeling right now is worse than it was when I died, because at least I'm conscious for it this time. [ At least back then, he had the snow to numb the pain. ] I'm managing fine on my own.

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