[every time i read this tag i lose strength in my bones
Itsuki's quiet for a moment, as if trying to choose one thing that's not completely nonsensical like 'do you love me'. hm,]
I want to know what else he likes to do -- for himself, rather than others. I want to know what his favorite songs are, and who he likes to sing with. I want to know about his comrades... Whether it's hard for him to be without them.
[the more he says, the more he realizes how much he doesn't know. and that hurts,]
...Would he want to celebrate his birthday? Does he have a birthday? Even if he's from a myth, he was still created, right? So there was a day when he woke up and became Buzen... I wonder when that is.
[tfw he has no idea it was during a cultish ceremony where everyone soulbonds onto each other]
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Itsuki's quiet for a moment, as if trying to choose one thing that's not completely nonsensical like 'do you love me'. hm,]
I want to know what else he likes to do -- for himself, rather than others. I want to know what his favorite songs are, and who he likes to sing with. I want to know about his comrades... Whether it's hard for him to be without them.
[the more he says, the more he realizes how much he doesn't know. and that hurts,]
...Would he want to celebrate his birthday? Does he have a birthday? Even if he's from a myth, he was still created, right? So there was a day when he woke up and became Buzen... I wonder when that is.
[tfw he has no idea it was during a cultish ceremony where everyone soulbonds onto each other]