catch-all: akira.

[rerouter]

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[bloodread]

That's one person.

...one and a half? Back in Tokyo.

[rerouter]

... Eh? How does someone count as half a person?

[bloodread]

I only like her half the time. The other half she's a pain in the ass.

[rerouter]

[... ah. a tsundere.]

Oh, so it's a girl?

[bloodread]

[ Guilty as charged. ]

Yeah, why?

[rerouter]

Ehehe, just wondering. What's her name?

[bloodread]

[ Hmm... ]

Hazuki. She's an occult pop idol if you get what that means, cause I sure as hell still don't.

[rerouter]

... Like a singer, but her niche is appealing to a fanbase that's into occultism?

[bloodread]

Yeah, she holds concerts on sites that are supposed to be haunted or whatever.

[rerouter]

[she

pauses to think.]

You know, I would watch one. For the novelty factor, of course.

[bloodread]

[ He pauses and pulls out his cellphone from his pocket, presses a few buttons and then a song plays. ]

[rerouter]

[Ah... As the song progresses, she slowly starts to sway a little to the rhythm.]

... Oh, gosh. That's one of her songs?

[bloodread]

Yeah, something rabbit? My little sister put it on my phone.

[rerouter]

It's good! Your sister has good taste.

[bloodread]

It's not my type of music, but I couldn't figure out how to get it off. Now I'm just kinda used to it.

[ It's his ringtone, so he suffers. ]

[rerouter]

... Are you not good with phones?

[bloodread]

[ Looks away. ]

I just use the thing to text.

[rerouter]

Ehehe... Do you want me to show you how?

[bloodread]

[ The heaviest sigh and a grumble later. ]

I guess.

[rerouter]

It's just an offer. You're not obligated by any means.

[bloodread]

[ Holds out his phone!

...it is a cellphone from 1999, so we're in flipphone brick era. ]

[rerouter]

[...]

Oh, gosh. What year is it, Akira?

[bloodread]

1999? Gotta be October by now, almost November.

[rerouter]

Ah...

[A beat.]

Well, a cellphone is still a cellphone. Where are the settings?

[bloodread]

I thought you were gonna do it.

[ ...he might not know where the settings are. ]