[EXACTLY let them come with banners and glowsticks, you tsun.]
Happier songs? [She's heard some, but it's not like such music is super common when many try to bust out a ballad when they're trying to do a slow song.]
Ah, a form of art or a perfect performance? Both of them are are two definitions of technical. To someone like me, who does not know the intimate details of music, it is too difficult.
How about perfect just because you like it? A song that you can listen to again and again, whether or not it is popular and technically perfect.
That's his own fault for having so many problems too, gosh.]
As big as any large sized town. Big enough to have a sizable lake and park too, and an amusement park. It has four sections. We live in the housing gate, then you have the shopping gate, which is where we are now. For leisure, there is the pleasure gate, and where I don't often go, but you might should you decide to be an impressionable student, the alumni gate.
[And a nice parking spot! She swerves in and parks the car.] We're here.
[ It's hard being a tsun. It's hard and no one understands. ]
Nowhere as big as Tokyo, then.
[ Tokiya already knows about the four gates, but not the size of the whole area. He would have tried to leave if he actually had motivation to leave. Being here is actually less stressful than his old life.
When they arrive, he exits the car promptly, having taken everything with him. Lead the way, not!mom. ]
[ That's like telling him not to breathe. It's impossible. ]
How many normal people are here, then?
[ He's seen the 'other' grey faces. Definitely soulless, and even a little morbid. Best to stay away from them.
When they enter the supermarket, he immediately starts observing to see if there are any differences between it and what he was used to. That, and what Vietnam chose to go for first. ]
If you look in your phone, you will see contacts. Those contacts are everyone in this town that is in the same predicament as us. At least one hundred.
[Fortunately those folks are super mundane and boring. Nothing as dangerous as the Landlord.
She looks up when he looks around, and then moves forward to get a trolley.] The best thing about supermarkets, is that all these basic necessities are free. You can get as much as you like.
[ Chemical synthesis of oxygen is usually extremely dangerous. Do you want the house to be burned down. ]
I was not aware he had so many under his thrall.
[ Still salty about no Haruka. That, and magic never sits well with him, especially with how it just overturned everything he had learned. ]
Giving everything for free is not economically feasible. [ He frowns as he picks up an orange and examines it - but then again, not much seems to follow conventional sense here. ]
He has his ways. There used to be at least 200 of us.
[And shhh it's okay. You'll...get used to it. Half of it.]
It is not, but it is only basic necessities. You need to buy the rest. Or at least have talent in survival. [Build your own shit.] So, what do you usually make for yourself?
[WHAT A FICKLE LANDLORD. Then sometimes he brings people in way too many times. Like England. Which is why the Landlord and him are engaged. This is a story she will have to tell Tokiya one day, because it'll explain the Rolls Royce in the garage too.]
Not too much, okay. [Firm nod, she pushes the cart towards the fruit and vege section.] Any particular fruits and vegetables? [She hopes he's easy though, because they he can get all his nutrients.] And what of meat products?
[ He won't, but that's because he has an actual sense of self-preservation.
But anyway. Tokiya doesn't reply, instead going ahead to pick his food. Vietnam will be able to see that he does treat it very seriously, taking his time to pick out the most flawless of things on offer before packing them into the plastic bags provided.
It takes a bit of time, but at least he can be sure he gets perfect things.
He's an independent tsun who needs no supervisions, what are you talking about. ]
What he picks is balanced, true to his word. Romaine lettuce, tomatoes, carrots and cucumbers amongst other things, with an assortment of fruit presumably for dessert. He then grabs a carton of yoghurt and some orange juice before making a round of the seafood section for frozen prawns.
If she isn't going to say anything, neither will he - and they will probably end up doing everything without exchanging more than a few sentences. ]
Silence = never a problem to her. She just watches as he picks, sometimes on her toes just so she can look at what he is doing. He's very healthy, but not only that, now that he's allowed free reign in choosing, he's selected quite a lot.
In any case, she's also learning about what he likes to eat, so that she can prepare it later. No junk thus far. He may notice that the most she's done is follow him with the cart, and chose nothing.]
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Not those types of soft. Lighter emotion works with some types of melodies.
[ See: his Debut insert song and also Crystal time. The one typed into doing love songs is Masato, not him. ]
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Happier songs? [She's heard some, but it's not like such music is super common when many try to bust out a ballad when they're trying to do a slow song.]
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Not the saccharine type. [ He replies sharply, almost a little too fast to be appropriate. ] Those are too artificial.
[ We don't talk about Hayato. ]
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Do you have an example? What song would you consider perfect? [She's asking for a song name and artist, just in case she can recognise it.
But he sparkles, Tokiya.]
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That is a difficult question. Do you mean perfect as a form of art, or perfect in performance?
[ Sparkles are gross. ]
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Ah, a form of art or a perfect performance? Both of them are are two definitions of technical. To someone like me, who does not know the intimate details of music, it is too difficult.
How about perfect just because you like it? A song that you can listen to again and again, whether or not it is popular and technically perfect.
[Sparkles are like stars!!!]
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... I have yet to find one.
[ Asking for something which he likes yet being not perfect is impossible.
Or maybe it's just because he can't bring himself to accept them yet. ]
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Oh...? That's...
[She tilts her head, then makes a turn to head into the carpark.]
That's a shame. It would be nice to find something you like, just like how as an idol, you will do the same for others.
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Perhaps.
[ The conversation is going back into uncomfortable territory, so he tries to change the subject. ]
How big is this town?
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That's his own fault for having so many problems too, gosh.]
As big as any large sized town. Big enough to have a sizable lake and park too, and an amusement park. It has four sections. We live in the housing gate, then you have the shopping gate, which is where we are now. For leisure, there is the pleasure gate, and where I don't often go, but you might should you decide to be an impressionable student, the alumni gate.
[And a nice parking spot! She swerves in and parks the car.] We're here.
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Nowhere as big as Tokyo, then.
[ Tokiya already knows about the four gates, but not the size of the whole area. He would have tried to leave if he actually had motivation to leave. Being here is actually less stressful than his old life.
When they arrive, he exits the car promptly, having taken everything with him. Lead the way, not!mom. ]
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Oh no, it's nowhere as big as Tokyo. Definitely not as big as a city. It is but a humble town.
[More than a town, but definitely not a city. Which suits her fine, anyway, even though she's used to bustling cities.
As soon as he's ready, she starts leading the way.] This way. You can help me pick ingredients.
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How many normal people are here, then?
[ He's seen the 'other' grey faces. Definitely soulless, and even a little morbid. Best to stay away from them.
When they enter the supermarket, he immediately starts observing to see if there are any differences between it and what he was used to. That, and what Vietnam chose to go for first. ]
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If you look in your phone, you will see contacts. Those contacts are everyone in this town that is in the same predicament as us. At least one hundred.
[Fortunately those folks are super mundane and boring. Nothing as dangerous as the Landlord.
She looks up when he looks around, and then moves forward to get a trolley.] The best thing about supermarkets, is that all these basic necessities are free. You can get as much as you like.
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I was not aware he had so many under his thrall.
[ Still salty about no Haruka. That, and magic never sits well with him, especially with how it just overturned everything he had learned. ]
Giving everything for free is not economically feasible. [ He frowns as he picks up an orange and examines it - but then again, not much seems to follow conventional sense here. ]
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He has his ways. There used to be at least 200 of us.
[And shhh it's okay. You'll...get used to it. Half of it.]
It is not, but it is only basic necessities. You need to buy the rest. Or at least have talent in survival. [Build your own shit.] So, what do you usually make for yourself?
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[ Most interesting. He will have to keep that in mind.
Food is an easier topic to handle, so he answers after a pause. ]
I tend to not eat too much, so it should be mostly vegetables and fruits. [ With some fish and chicken, but nothing worse than that. ]
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[WHAT A FICKLE LANDLORD. Then sometimes he brings people in way too many times. Like England. Which is why the Landlord and him are engaged. This is a story she will have to tell Tokiya one day, because it'll explain the Rolls Royce in the garage too.]
Not too much, okay. [Firm nod, she pushes the cart towards the fruit and vege section.] Any particular fruits and vegetables? [She hopes he's easy though, because they he can get all his nutrients.] And what of meat products?
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[ It certainly sounds like a spectacular tale, and it would be - if not for the fact that Tokiya would probably be utterly uninterested.
Okay, maybe a little. But only because he needs to judge what the Landlord can and cannot do.
Right now, it seems as if Vietnam might insist on doing everything for him again, so he doesn't answer immediately. ]
I can get them myself, if you do not mind.
[ Please don't babysit him, it's embarrassing. ]
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ALSO? She's holding the cart okay, she's ruling right now.]
If you prefer to! [Shopping is teamwork anyway, she doesn't mind him getting his fruits and vege on his own. But they better be carefully selected.
And it's too late, he's a tsun, they all need supervision.]
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But anyway. Tokiya doesn't reply, instead going ahead to pick his food. Vietnam will be able to see that he does treat it very seriously, taking his time to pick out the most flawless of things on offer before packing them into the plastic bags provided.
It takes a bit of time, but at least he can be sure he gets perfect things.
He's an independent tsun who needs no supervisions, what are you talking about. ]
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Meanwhile, she leans on the handle, waiting for him to select. Mostly because she just wants to observe.]
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What he picks is balanced, true to his word. Romaine lettuce, tomatoes, carrots and cucumbers amongst other things, with an assortment of fruit presumably for dessert. He then grabs a carton of yoghurt and some orange juice before making a round of the seafood section for frozen prawns.
If she isn't going to say anything, neither will he - and they will probably end up doing everything without exchanging more than a few sentences. ]
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Silence = never a problem to her. She just watches as he picks, sometimes on her toes just so she can look at what he is doing. He's very healthy, but not only that, now that he's allowed free reign in choosing, he's selected quite a lot.
In any case, she's also learning about what he likes to eat, so that she can prepare it later. No junk thus far. He may notice that the most she's done is follow him with the cart, and chose nothing.]
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After he finishes the metaphorical checklist, there is probably going to be a few seconds of mutual staring before he starts the conversation. ]
I was under the impression that you had other things to buy.
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