[The girl will take it and flip through it. Her eyes start sparkling from the content.
"This is awesome! Everyone needs to come read this!" Izuku's fans are going crowd around the girl who's showing off the manga. Meanwhile, he'll be inching next to Yayoi.]
See? I told you everything would be fine. They all love heroes like me.
[ Yayoi just breathes out a slow, careful sigh-- a little overwhelmed, because she's still used to needing to keep superhero identities a secret. But Izuku really seems to be comfortable with all of this attention. ]
Kagero. A pleasure. [ There’s a tension appearing in her smile at the mention of Saizo, however. She would not want to leave behind the impression that regular Hoshidans could be…well…
Softening the edges, hiding the steel beneath silk—she and Oboro have a lot of work to do here, it seems. ]
Er, I must apologize if Saizo seems too… [ Suspicious? Scary? Intimidating? She gives up— ] …we have had a long voyage.
Okay, maybe it's because this girl really seems to resemble a squirrel and they're coming to think of her as one of their own, but Yayoi is still going slackjawed as she stares.
[After the rodent gets its meal, it runs back to the tree and Makoto retreats slowly but skillfully. Once she's back at Yayoi's side, she grins at the sight of the girl's shocked expression.]
See? Piece of cake! Squirrels aren't as cowardly as people say, you know.
[She pumps her fist in the air, striking a pose proudly. Aside from the supposed courage, there's also the fact squirrels like free food, which is a trait Makoto shares with her little cousins, but details. She's trying to look cool here.]
I... [ Well, she's not even remotely squirrel (that will be another Yellow Cure, really) but maybe if she's slow and cautious, she might have better luck. So Yayoi takes a deep breath and nods. ]
[And whatever he was going to say was completely cut off as a BIG GUY wraps an arm around Izuku's neck and lifts him up. The look on his face screams "HOW DID I GET INTO THIS AGAIN!?"
"She's right, you know! Stick your chest out more, Hero!"
And another girl will approach Yayoi.
"How much for your manga!? I'll buy another one for my little brother!"]
[One does not know true despair unless they have experienced unrequited love for cute outfits they couldn't wear themselves; Litchi Faye-Ling is one of the unfortunate souls who know how this tragedy feels. Her wardrobe is full of clothes she got on impulse that don't... necessarily fit her figure. And to make things worse, her assistant is out for the day, so she can't persuade her to try the outfits in her stead.
Naturally, the only way to handle this predicament is to forget about it by drinking. Not too much, in her own opinion, but enough that when she finally decides to make a trip to the town for groceries shopping (and more liquor) and comes across a girl with physique perfect for some of her outfits, it gives her Ideas.]
Excuse me, Miss. [Litchi approaches the girl, smiling sweetly.] I know it's a little sudden, but... do you think you could help me?
[ STRANGER DANGER-- except no, while Tsubomi is still shy, she can at least respond to an unknown woman very quietly and politely... while clutching her bag of sewing supplies to her chest. ]
[their time on the island has long since passed, but that never stopped neku and hisui from hanging out, especially once they'd found out that shibuya and misaki town were only a single train ride's distance apart. no need for utilizing the gift of dimensional travel the island had granted them!
... but that doesn't mean that the island's influence has stopped seeping into their everyday lives. on this occasion, neku has come to visit hisui at the tohno mansion. he's become a regular visitor to the mansion, to the point where the other residents—especially hisui's sister, god—have taken to poking fun at them. usually neku tries to brush it off, trying to retain his ever aloof appearance...
the mistletoe appearing above their heads and restricting their movement as soon as she opens the door for him kind of hampers that, though.]
You've gotta be kidding me. I literally just got here.
[ Hisui isn't easily flustered, and the time spent with Neku has helped her relax (seemingly minimally), to the point that he can be close to her, and their shoulders can brush without Hisui flinching away in terror. For the most part, she's as quiet and composed as ever, and her smiles are rare.
But now, she looks up at the mistletoe, and ducks her head. ]
... Forgive me, Neku-san. I hadn't expected this to occur.
[he's doing all he can to not just hide his face in his hands. can't they ever just go back to normal life? it's been long enough!
as lowkey embarrassed as he is, he can't help but to sigh quietly, though he avoids making direct eye contact with her. he's never been particularly good at it to begin with, but considering the circumstances they're currently in, it's not really on his list of priorities.]
...an unfortunate side effect of the island still screwing around with us.
[talking about the plain facts helps him rationalize the situation, but he doesn't do anything to solve the situation, despite knowing the obvious answer. sorry, hisui.]
[ ... She doesn't think it does, but Hisui is going to take a deep (silent) breath and think things through rationally here. First of all, while this may be a male, the male is Neku. He isn't the deplorable man who'd taken the twins in for... lascivious reasons. And she doesn't think her sister will be furious if she explains the situation, should she ever find out about it. The rest is just years of keeping herself untouched, in honor of Kohaku's sacrifice.
[seeing hisui shaking like this, he honestly does feel bad about the whole thing. in the back of his mind, he wonders just how she managed to handle the usual island nonsense... but, like he keeps saying, that stuff is all in the past now. that doesn't matter, because for the most part, they're back in the normal world, and this is kind of fucked up by normal world standards.
still, unless they want to stay stuck here for the rest of the night... he sighs. his is very audible.]
You are well within your rights to punch me afterward.
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