[He doesn't particularly want to talk about it, but--if he does, then at least it feels like he's focusing on the mission. On doing something, anything, to figure out what happened.]
[I think about how a normal person would be like "ALREADY?" but yams is a sword and also probably only knew kashuu for like a year despite how they act
anyway he just nods, apparently accepting that.]
...I think a lot of people here will be upset. [So hopefully they'll have help, figuring this out.]
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[He doesn't particularly want to talk about it, but--if he does, then at least it feels like he's focusing on the mission. On doing something, anything, to figure out what happened.]
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I was in the back alley. I saw mice. [me closing mye yes in real time] They came out of the trash and pushed me, Damien, and Hot Pants right back out.
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At least this is so absurd that it snaps Yasusada briefly out of his thoughts, long enough to look bewildered.]
What? Mice?
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Itsuki looks like he's aged ten years. He wants to be emo, but also? MICE?]
...Yeah. They were wearing -- clothes. [he reaches into his pocket and pushes a drawing of this on the mat between them] I have no idea what it means.
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...This doesn't make any sense...
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Right? ...I don't even know if it's related to Buzen or S-kun. [EITHER WAY IT'S SO STUPID]
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[Someone else can. He does not care that much about the clothed mice unless they're the murderers.]
Itsuki-kun... you were close, weren't you? With Buzen.
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...]
Yeah.
[there's so much about buzen he still doesn't know, and yet. all he has is his heart, and his own emotions that he knows best.]
I love him.
[gay murders: that's the pattern]
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anyway he just nods, apparently accepting that.]
...I think a lot of people here will be upset. [So hopefully they'll have help, figuring this out.]