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1433 | vietnam, chiyo, shiraishi

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[hoasen]

[Not that she really cares if he is surprised by it or not. It's just her showing how she honestly feels. Besides, she's dutiful and likes working. I know, gross.]

I will leave them out then... [Since she doesn't want to mess up his space either. But she won't stop! Once she finds out he needs to work hard to be a star, she'll make and pick things more appropriate to his diet. Pfft, who thinks that him not taking her food would stop her /laughs into the abyss.]

But please, tell me if you need anything. I will bring it to you.

[She then shakes her head.] It is also fine, I've gotten into a routine, doing that here. There might be some things that the house needs help with, but we can wait till after you know our way around town, no?

[tunedere]

[ Well, he doesn't know that yet, and he certainly will try. There is a certain level of perfection and dignity that he must preserve.

Not addressing her offer directly now, since he still can't allow himself to accept it. But what she mentions next is relevant, and he has questions. ]

I intend to take a look around. [ Fishing for something in his pocket - the student ID card - and showing it to her now. ] Could you tell me about this purported school? Is it compulsory to attend?

[ If it was, it would be such a pain. ]

[hoasen]

[And she'll keep trying. HE WILL LOSE. Or at least this is what she believes.

Soon, Tokiya. Soon. But this is important too, so she will tell him as much as she can.]

Of course. If you need a tour, I will help. But ah... [She looks over to glance at his ID.]

Technically it is compulsory. I've seen some of them skip school, but I think it will do you some good. There are nice people attending, and they can help you.

[tunedere]

[ Nice people... ]

How troublesome.

[ Accompanied by a sigh. He doubts he needs these 'nice people'. Ordinary schools won't do him much good, anyway. He spent half of his life pursuing something specialized. ]

I need to know if there are penalties. And if this school has respectable music facilities.

[ He knows that Vietnam probably doesn't have such details, but just in case. ]

[hoasen]

[Tsundere. Japan has told her about this.]

School? [She never took him to be a thug (wrong assumption). But perhaps it is because he wants to know about these music faculties.]

I am unsure about the penalties. Chiyo goes to school, so I have heard of no trouble. As for music faculties. I am sure there are some, but not how respectable it is. That being said, there is the Conservatorium.

[tunedere]

[ He is a true full-blooded tsundere. This is the sort of son you have, Vietnam.

The Conservatorium gets his attention, though. 100% of it. ]

And is it properly outfitted?

[ THIS IS EXTREMELY IMPORTANT TO HIM, OKAY. Music is his life. ]

[hoasen]

[So...half like her, huh.

And she nods!]

Yes. It should have everything that is needed. Are you a musician?

[It's glaringly obvious now, he didn't even ask about school anymore.]

[tunedere]

[ Only half! He can out-tsun you, lbr here. ]

I am. [ Better than 'idol', at least. Especially since he isn't an official one yet. ] A musician by training, so ordinary schools are quite irrelevant for me.

[ Not that he wouldn't be able to keep up, if he had to attend. All those hours of reading turned out to be very useful. ]

[hoasen]

[That's just because she's mostly kuu!!! She'll dere him.]

Oh! [See, she looks pretty excited. As much as she can be, anyway.] I see, hopefully they have a program in school to help you out. What do you do? [Instrument? Singing?]

[tunedere]

[ Having people dere at him. What a nightmare. The fangirls were bad enough already.

His reply comes only after a sigh, though. He had hoped to avoid this question. ]

I am an idol in training, but I can play many instruments, if that was what you were interested in.

[hoasen]

[You know her dere is the best though.

This could've been worst, buuuuut...]

Oh? How interesting, there was a young man who once lived here who said he was an idol too. A wonderful singer, Natsuki. If you can sing and play many instruments, you must be very skilled.

[Good days, despite Natsuki's cooking skills, and along with Tokiya's pretty awesome skillset, Vietnam manages a tiny smile.]

[tunedere]

[ Natsuki was here? ]

Natsuki? Shinomiya Natsuki?

[ For the first time, his uninterested expression actually changes. If Natsuki had been here but wasn't now - ]

Explain.

[hoasen]

Ah? You know him?

[BECAUSE YES, THAT'S HIM.] He arrived a few months ago, but was sent back home again. We never know how this works, it is the Landlord's doing.

Natsuki was my previous assigned husband.

[tunedere]

[ Previous assigned husband. That sounds so wrong when taken out of context. ]

So, the Landlord sent him home?

[ Vietnam can probably see him put two and two together right now. ]

Ah, I see how this is now.

[ How troublesome. ]

[hoasen]

[SHE WANTS TO KNOW WHY.]

Yes. Is there a problem?

[FRIENDS???]

[tunedere]

Yes. But it is not relevant to you.

[ His way of saying 'you can't do anything about it', because honestly if this Landlord had been able to bend time and space like this...

Except he is actually appreciating this peace. Not that he would ever admit it, but. ]

I suppose I need to be prepared.

[hoasen]

Ah, I think I know what you are talking about.

[She nods and sighs. In some cases, some people get sent back fast, but then also--]

It is best to be prepared. But it does vary. I've been here three years.

[tunedere]

[ Three years. That is a very long time indeed.

He raises one slender eyebrow at that, but quickly returns to his usual expression. ]

I hope it has been bearable, at the very least.

[ Most people tend to have important things back home. ]

[hoasen]

[She nods. A vague shrug as well.]

It has been. I am not one to easily make friends, but others have been very supportive. And I am not worried about how much time I spend here. If it makes you feel better, when you are sent home, you will be returned to the time you were taken from. A few have come back and told us.

[tunedere]

[ This would otherwise have been a good thing if his life back home isn't already in a complete mess. ]

I see.

[ This is said a little more coldly than before, though his tone quickly returns to normal. ]

Well, I will be waiting in case he comes back.

[hoasen]

[Hmmm? She senses there must be something wrong back home, but she doesn't pry. They've only just met.]

Alright. Let's hope so, he was well liked here. If you are friends, I am sure he will love to see you too.

[tunedere]

Friends is inaccurate. We are merely acquaintances.

[ Way to shut Natsuki's feelings down, Tokiya, even if he isn't here. ]

Did he use the Conservatorium often?

[ And it's back to business. ]

[hoasen]

Acquaintances? I see, my mistake. Though I think in Natsuki's viewpoint, everyone is a friend.

[SHE KNOWS ALREADY, GOD.]

I am unsure if he went. I saw him more often at home and at work. Ah, he worked with me at the bakery cafe.

[tunedere]

[ As expected of Natsuki, really. The gentle soul in his class. Unfortunately, Tokiya never shared that sentiment. ]

You work at a bakery cafe?

[ It fell within the realm of possibility, though. Without ties of obligation to their homeworld, they could do whatever they wanted. ]

Is there some sort of process which we have to file for usage of the Conservatorium?

[hoasen]

[Tokiya...stop being a tsun and make some friends (coming from the socially awkward one, wow).]

I do, I am the assistant manager there. A Japanese and French fusion bakery cafe. If you need work, I will be very happy to get you in. [...she has a lot of power.]

I believe you will be able to tell once you get there, but I think it is about the same as you would any other Conservatorium. It's quite...ordinary here. This town. Nothing is too complicated.