My profile is up there and you've probably already read it. I'm not going to lie: I've watched and read a lot of the material from your world because of him.
[ She doesn't seem to skip a beat on that. ]
Well, since you weren't here and supposedly away on a mission, I guess making you crab would be a good belated present.
[ Inaba isn't even being petty as she says that. Her words are completely genuine. ]
Because you're not the same. I said it, didn't I? That you can make friends with someone that looks exactly like the person you care about. But the same goes for the other end.
Just because there is an iteration of 'you' that I don't like doesn't mean that my hatred should apply to you. I guess what I'm saying is. . . I'm sorry, about earlier.
[He's setting that glass down on the table with a rather audible tinking noise.]
But I also don't think you're deceptive enough to try to relate to me on purpose like that. No, what happened here is that what I said hit a little too close to home, and you thought you might have met someone rotten inside, just like you think you are.
She hates it so much. She knew it from the materials she's read, that Dazai's the worst kind of person for her. Because they're both analytical types. ]
[He has this smug look on his face, like he's about to say something to absolutely wreck Inaba's day. He even opens his mouth, ready to start speaking.
But then he stops, and only a soft 'ah' comes out instead.]
She's trying to get a read on him, watching all of those shifts in his expression and then he just stops and that's enough for her eyes to widen in shock before he says those words.
He's trying to push her away.
But why?
She can't help but question it. Well, whatever. She'll try hemming and hawing over it later. Maybe talk to someone. ]
[Yeah, he's definitely 'guiding' Inaba out now. But in the moments there before the door closes, Inaba will be able to see a bit of genuine worry on his face.
The question is, who is he worried about, exactly?]
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This feels all too disturbingly familiar to her. ]
You know what. What kind of cake do you like?
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[What did you fukken expect.]
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[ Hm.
Why is she even doing this? ]
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Though I must warn you, if you're trying to poison me, you won't get the results you're expecting.
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Your birthday was a few days ago, wasn't it?
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[He sounds way too cheerful as he says that.]
But you're right, it was on the 19th.
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[ She doesn't seem to skip a beat on that. ]
Well, since you weren't here and supposedly away on a mission, I guess making you crab would be a good belated present.
[ Inaba isn't even being petty as she says that. Her words are completely genuine. ]
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Just because there is an iteration of 'you' that I don't like doesn't mean that my hatred should apply to you. I guess what I'm saying is. . . I'm sorry, about earlier.
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[Not that she would have succeeded, but the effort was valid.]
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Hmm? What do you mean?
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Shit. She messed up by saying that. ]
It's nothing, really.
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What's this? Do you think you're a bad person, Inaba-san?
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but she knows the reason ]
I have no reason to think that.
oh my god this comment box
we're suffering maple
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[He's setting that glass down on the table with a rather audible tinking noise.]
But I also don't think you're deceptive enough to try to relate to me on purpose like that. No, what happened here is that what I said hit a little too close to home, and you thought you might have met someone rotten inside, just like you think you are.
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[ She hates this.
She hates it so much. She knew it from the materials she's read, that Dazai's the worst kind of person for her. Because they're both analytical types. ]
And?
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But then he stops, and only a soft 'ah' comes out instead.]
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And nothing! I'm tired now, so I'm going to have to shoo you out.
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What the fuck.
She's trying to get a read on him, watching all of those shifts in his expression and then he just stops and that's enough for her eyes to widen in shock before he says those words.
He's trying to push her away.
But why?
She can't help but question it. Well, whatever. She'll try hemming and hawing over it later. Maybe talk to someone. ]
Alright. But I'll come back again.
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The question is, who is he worried about, exactly?]