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Both of you wished to see me?

[Truth be told, Kei's house was somewhat clean, but if a child had done it - which was about his skill level. The ugly blue walls clashed with everything around then and his motorbike was in the living room.

Kei sat in one of the chairs - not exactly looking its best and honestly more like it was about to break at any second. He had some cut up pieces of wood that now were makeshift benches. It was better than nothing, really.

He looked...well...a little more melancholic than usual.]

[Nanjo, you live like this? Even Okuyasu's space is not this bad. Anyway, the two of them are here to set in motion their greatest plan - operation Grant Nanjo's Wish, whatever that may be.

Okuyasu has prepared an IOU claiming he won't get in Nanjo's space for like a week, just in case learning his real wish goes south. This is... the most effort he's put into his own behavior... ever.

But shit, what is happening in this house?]

Hang on, you keep your bike in the middle of the damn house?

[Yeah, Nanjo, keeping your motorcycle in the living room is pretty darn strange. Ochako can't help but to give it a quick look when Okuyasu brings it up, but! They're here for a reason, and criticizing their friend's taste in decor isn't it. She's even determined to overlook the, uh... the state of everything else. An effort was made? That's what counts?

So she's just going to give Nanjo her warmest smile as she tries to smooth everything over.]

It's important. You're trying to keep it safe, right? [It's cool, Nanjo, she understands.] And I hope we're not bothering you. We haven't seen you in a while, so we were wondering how you've been holding up!

[Oh gods, this did get his attention, as both of them are acting rather nonchalant about everything. Something is afoot and he knows it. He just continues to sit in his chair, looking at the both of them carefully.]

She's right. It's safe to keep it here than risk it getting taken. Not that I don't trust others, merely that considering what has happened to us so far, everything disappearing outside of our buildings is not something I put in the realm of impossibility.

[Yeah tldr; he wanted to keep it safe.]

I've been fine, thank you. [He doesn't sound quite as fine as he says but haha Kei being open about his own feelings.]

Okay, okay, keeping it safe, I get it.

[He'll be nice... he won't make fun of the motorcycle in the living room. It's funnier than the piano John kept around for weeks, but okay!! He is on his best behavior.]

You sure you're okay, dude?

[Hmm. That sounds suspiciously like a lie! It's cool, though. Ochako is going to perch right on the edge of the nearby couch and continue to smile at Nanjo, because look, buddy, they're not leaving any time soon. You might as well fess up.]

It's okay to tell us how you really feel. We're your friends!

[Friends. It's hard for him to admit anyone is a friend. They've already been through a lot together but its still not quite the insanity that it was with his class. Still...there a smile.

Briefly.

You might have missed it. Especially when his thoughts stray off to something else entirely.]

Yes, I am fine. [A pause.] Considering the amount of people no longer with us, I am hopeful that everyone returned home safely.

[Ochako takes the couch, leaving Okuyasu to - shockingly, very surprisingly - just squat on the floor in front of the couch and give Nanjo a look. They've got your number, man!!]

Yeah, and people turning into statues... [like, for example, Iida—] Gonna be honest, I dunno who's gone. I can't keep track of that kinda thing.

[A couch is big enough for two people, but you do you, Okuyasu? Ochako is very pointedly not going to look his way. It's too funny.]

I'm sure they're fine, just like everyone who turned into statues. [So don't bring the mood down! She'll kick him if he does it again. But, more importantly—] Did someone important to you disappear, Nanjo?

[She, uh. Never met Mitsuru? That would explain a lot, though. Poor, sad buddy...]

[Important. It's... a hard word for him to swallow. Mitsuru was not a close friend, no but a close associate, yet. Maybe in time, a close friend. But they didn't have that time to get there.]

Someone from my own future, yes. I wouldn't say Miss Misturu is as important to me as she is to Mister Minato, however. [Well okay, there you go.] That being said, with her gone, I will see if I can take over the town hall meetings. It's what I can do in her absence. Perhaps set up a book so we can keep everyone's names and make sure we know who has disappeared and who is merely statue.

[She's not lost somewhere here either, he hopes.]

Oh, that serious chick? [She humored him for five minutes on the network, that's the best he can do—but she wasn't mean, so! Too bad that she's gone now.] Sucks, man.

[He's not sure what else to say, if only because he didn't know her; the basic truth that it sucks when people disappear is the best he can come up with. So...]

Well, I think you'd make a pretty good town hall meeting guy.

[Future thread idea: Okuyasu attends sensitivity training, because good God, he needs it. It's only that save at the very end that spares him from being (gently) kicked. She's busily nodding right along.]

I think so, too. You've already come up with one amazing idea! And I bet that Mitsuru would be happy to know that you're carrying on what she started.

[She set up the meetings, so surely Mitsuru is that type of responsible person? Whatever, Ochako's running with it.]

So! Is there anything that we can do to help?

[At least, Kei doesn't seem like he'd be kicking the other for calling her a serious chick - in fact he might think it's a compliment if it wasn't for the chick part. Besides, he's pretty certain Mitsuru would have taken care of him on her own.]

Thank you. I'll have to think of plans first and announce my intentions tomorrow. I'll let the both of you know.

[That being said, he will slowly bring this entire meeting back into what it was supposed to be, or at least he assumes.]

Now, was there any particular reason you came, or was it just to talk?

[Thanks for not kicking him?! He thinks he did pretty well with that one! What's wrong with "chick"!!]

Well, uh- [Now he actually does look at Ochako, though, since she probably has a better handle on how to make this sound less... ridiculous.] You got anything you wanna do? Like, something special?

[Hmm no, it still sounds ridiculous, Ochako please save him.]

["Sucks, man," is not on the list of approved condolences? Like? Report to HR. Also, wow, Okuyasu, thanks so much for shoving all of the responsibility onto Ochako's shoulders. Not that she really minds. She just sits up a bit straighter, smile widening.]

We thought that maybe we could all do something fun together! But we couldn't think of anything in particular, so... Nanjo, you should pick. We can do whatever you want!

[What is moderation? Ochako doesn't know. She's laying it on thick.]

[Do you see the face of the man before you, as he slowly crosses his arms again.]

What are the both of you up to...

[~~Negotiations failed.~~ He does not trust this, must less them together.]

I don't have anything special planned. As for fun, my idea of fun is writing papers on economics or discussing the future of the school system or politics which...all subjects which I feel will bore the both of you. [At least he is being honest, right?] Perhaps we could attempt to do one of the requests that have appeared. Gathering geese should be easy between the three of us.

[He may need to be stopped and explained in clear language.]

[Nanjo, for god's sake. Clever hinting doesn't work, so let's try a direct approach-]

Is that your number one wish, or nah? Cuz I don't think it sounds like a real wish.

[Boys. Ochako can't help but to look sheepish as she joins in on this new approach.]

I-I don't think it has to be your biggest wish, but you can tell us, anyway. We'll do our best!

[So out with it!]

[...???]

~~Nani the fuck~~

[He stares at he both of them in silence for a little more, dawning upon him that they are trying to figure out what he might like to make that quest viable. However, he realizes that his wishes here could never be realized...]

...thank you, but my number one wish, is impossible in this world. It is a promise I made to someone important to me. [Still he might as well tell them. They deserved that.] I doubt I could become the number one man in Japan here.

[He stops becoming pensive.]

The other important wish would be that we all get out of here safely.

Edited 2018-05-07 06:08 (UTC)

[Hey, the new approach is working. Thank goodness Okuyasu speaks the language of emotionally stunted, cagey dudes. Still--]

Yeah, I knew about that one. [he did remember this butler promise] Gimme your number three, then. Or something simple, before I gotta go with the last resort.

[The IOU. He'll do it, glancing at Ochako as if to say don't doubt the stupid IOU, it's viable.]

[1. That second wish is adorable and Ochako appreciates it. 2. The number one man in Japan? What does that even—okay, okay, she can worry about that later! Okuyasu is looking her way, and she knows that means he's about thirty seconds away from whipping out his sad coupon. Things are getting desperate...]

Come on! Tell us something! We're definitely not leaving until we make one of your wishes come true.

[Do not try to attach a concept such as adorable to Nanjo.]

Truly, my only wishes involve in this world is the survival of others. [Look, he might be a dick, but he's not an asshole either. That being said, how can you wish for things when you are as rich as he is? He doesn't have needs, and he knows neither of them can help him there, unless he is able to remember them, if/when they return home.

Therefore, the best way to stop this is to turn the discussion over to them.]

How about if we try to make one of your wishes come true instead?

I wish you'd tell us something we can do for you before we all get old talking about it.

[Eh? Eh?? Is that anything? No, it's not, but Ochako is right - they are not leaving this house until something happens for somebody.

So,] I'm out, I guess. Ochako?

Me?

[She turns toward Okuyasu with a start, eyes widening in surprise. Wow! Putting her on the spot like this... such betrayal.]

No way! I can't think of anything at all. [Except for, like, mochi, but that's no good at all. So back to Nanjo she looks. Don't do this to her, okay. This is cruel.] Please, Nanjo! There has to be something we can do for you.

[That is quite a betrayal of the highest order. Indeed, Kei would have called him out on it, if this was just the issue and topic of this conversation.]

As I said, it's quite kind of the both of you to do that, however...

[He gives a small curious look at Okuyasu. How about you get put in the spotlight.]

...I thought you'd say something like requesting to ride my motorcycle. You seemed rather eager to do so before.

Okuyasu & Ochako

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Kei needs more smiling icons I stg

i will imagine it

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By computer problems I mean computer problems yesterday and a busy Sunday gomen

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