[ quietly, to himself: ] _{Huh, this Todo-chan's like that too...?}

[ no whatever it's fine. shakes himself out of it!!

moves over close so he can rest his head on ichiban's shoulder and look up at him cutely with DEFINITELY NO CONCERN OR CONFUSION in his eyes. ]

I've really been looking forward to spending this night with you! Maybe we could even match our nail designs...!

[ whispers to him: ] It's okay, dude. You don't have to pretend with me.

A...haha... What do you mean, pretend? I'm just expressing my sincere love and affection for you, Icchan!

[ INTERNALLY DYING BECAUSE HE'S A WAY BETTER ACTOR THAN THIS BUT HE'S BEEN THROWN OFF HIS GAME SO HARD NOW ]

[ STILL WHISPERING GET OUTTA HERE SQQ ]

Do you, uh, want me to play along, or...

[ it's fine sqq knows

sighs and stops leaning. ]

Ugh... no, don't worry about it. The thing just said I was supposed to pretend, it didn't say anyone actually had to buy it.

[ HONK SHOO MI MI MI..................





lifts one cucumber ]

It gets a half point at least.

"The thing"? [ ... ] Oh, you mean one of your missions?

Yeah, one of them was faking being hit with a love curse.

[ he thought it would be too obviously fake if he did it to a girl he already wants to flirt with but lmao THIS DID NOT GO AS PLANNED!! ]

You really don't need to do that when I was the one lying to you...



[ he's just going to spend the rest of the night being haunted by those words about the other him being like this ]

I, uh, kind of had an advantage. [ beat ] Me and the other you were pretty good friends. He mostly let his guard down around me, so... I had a feeling you were really forcing it. Sorry if that's weird to say out loud?

No, it's... whatever.

[ hhggghh. rubs his face. ]

It's fine. You said we were roommates, right?

Yeah. [ beat ] Not originally. I moved in after both of ours... you know.

Oh. Huh.

[ now he's kind of curious who his original one was... ]

So we were... already friends before that, I guess?

Kinda, yeah.

...the friendship was more on my part than yours, heh.

Well. Yeah, that's sort of how I am.

[ like a shitty spoiled house cat. ]

But I guess you know that.

...

What about the me you know? Katie's told me some, but our conversations usually don't go that way, heh.

You, um... got killed the second week in [ i.e. this week so please don't have a scawwy repeat ] and I lived to the end, so... there wasn't really much of a chance for that.

Oh.