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[ while it took a bit of back and forth, yoshida is relieved that he was able to receive the okay for ruby. he suspected even if nothing truly came out of this date— he supposed it was infinitely better to permit someone like ruby to be close to denji vs. an unknown variable like asa.

in theory, it could only go up from here.

per usual, yoshida shows up earlier. granted, he's just hiding out... on the side, if just to be able to adequately scout out the date. it isn't that he necessarily believes it was a threat to denji's safety, but didn't he owe it the due diligence of making sure that things ran smoothly. the better this date went, the more denji would open his eyes towards the path of normalcy, after all. the things you do for... a non-shady, non-mangalike, totally typical organization. ]

[ denji was promised— something.

the concept of a special 'date' with a beautiful girl, and the reassurance of them sharing a memorable experience with each other; yoshida seemed so damn confident with his proposal that it was hard not to get excited. just in time, denji makes it to the local cafe, unsure of what to expect as he sits near the window— waiting for his date to show up. what was her name again? ruby? yes, ruby ... it's a nice name.

he can see yoshida lingering on the other side, very clearly, and denji offered him a flat stare but said nothing. like a fool, he assumed that guy is just here to make sure everything is okay before leaving the love birds alone on their date, and that's why he didn't make a big deal of it.

... surely he's not planning on shadowing them the entire time, is he? ]

[ it isn't every day you happen upon a complete and perfect stranger who meets the exact criteria of the person you've been looking for. while he doesn't know much about the individual in mind, other than the fact that they text in all caps and seem all too willing to hold hands and/or "sleep together"— that was all he had to know. if there is one thing being a seasoned devil hunter has taught him, it's that sometimes the less you know, the better. the more metaphorical ink you can place in front of your eyes, the easier it was to digest, and simply forget about all the other inconsequential details. even if in reality, maybe he should really pay attention to this stuff...

per usual, yoshida was on a Mission (an elusive one, albeit) and so he readily reaches out to put this all into action.

admittedly, a part of him, as with his prior setups, has little confidence in this actually playing out how denji desires it, but he supposed that didn't matter as much as showing denji that he was available to him to use. to invite him closer to his side and gain his trust, however fleeting and temporary that may have been.

being the person who fostered this bond, he only thinks it right that he's here to both observe and mediate. maybe akin to the meeting they had at school, yoshia stands at their meeting spot, leaning against the wall with his arms crossed.

when he sees the first person there approaching, he waves his arm stiffly, creating a perfect right angle with his arm. more like this was rehearsed than an actual greeting. ] Hi there. You ready for the date? [ not that it really matters... if anyone is ready or not, it's happening, it's here. ]

[ listen, she agreed because, well—it isn't like she has anything to do.

the city had been very boring so far, save for the brief explosion of murders and people dying, and ruby hadn't found anything that would usually keep her busy. no books, no tv shows, even the posts on the network aren't exactly targeting her as an audience either. so a blind date? sure, why not.

even if this guy yoshida is suspicious. he almost reminds her of aqua in a way, except aqua made sure his weird side stays hidden from prying eyes.

in any case, she approaches their designated meetup spot, giving the dark-haired guy a wave. the blond must be denji, her eyes narrowing as she tries to remember where she's seen him before. denji, right? that's the name that she has to look up twice on her phone.

it's only after she arrives and sees denji's face clearly that her face lights up in recognition. ]

Oh, I know you! You're the guy from the laundromat!

[ whatever motivated her to come was inconsequential. the fact she was here was both surprising and welcome. his expression seems to be as relaxed as always as he's about to offer some sort of greeting. to be honest, he considered his current position the best vantage point, but maybe it was too obvious...

then again, it's not like denji hid the direction his eyes were looking in, either.

nor could any reasonable person just ignore him, but that's an after thought.

considering that they've already seemed to know each other. that was good, right? he's about to turn on his heel to pretend to leave (if only to post up somewhere more secretive), but he stops in his tracks... ]

Laundromat...?

[ being on a date is an entirely new experience for don, who

frankly speaking doesn't come from a city that exactly encourages it, especially in her field! it being called that, too, is new... she's had plenty of outings and times spent with people before, that anyone might call a date outside looking in, but don wouldn't consider them it at all. she's dressed casually, but still rocking her horrendously beaten up gold kicks that she always does, and gives a hearty wave back to yoshida.

it's fine if he's shy and awkward!!!! don doesn't mind that!!!! ]

Hail and well-met! Ehm, I am, though I do not know the first thing in regards to such an activity...

[ so it'll be fun! probably. is he her date... or-- no, he said the date, not our date, so perhaps this is the one who set it up. sorry if she'll peer around a little for the one they're waiting on. ]

Thou'rt the friend whom set this up, correct? It is a pleasure to make thine acquaintance in person -- I am Don Quixote, in the flesh.

[ it takes him a hot second or two— which involved denji staring at the other girl dumbfounded and unsure what she means by that. at some point, both he and yoshida share the same expression, and they might even glance at each other too as if seeking an answer. then it hits him with a horrified gasp— she’s the one who caught him that night holding onto some girl's panties!! a crime he is innocent of yet judged maliciously. it just happened to be the biggest misunderstanding since his arrival to this city and a part of him wanted the chance to clear his name, only for her to end up being the mysterious date.

it's hard to make denji look genuinely stressed, and that’s coming from someone who ate an entire cake with his bare hands in public. on a good note, she didn’t run away yet. ruby might also look 'happy' to see him? what the fuck.

before they start having a three-way conversation about that night and spreading lies- ]

Okay, but ...... I can explain myself better now.

[ this is turning into a trial. ]

[ a second date in the same week? yoshida is working overtime it seems, and hey— denji is not complaining. that guy is proving himself to be quite reliable against all odds. considering that everything is free around this miserable place, he decided to dress up this time because why not? it was casual but all fresh (imagine a teen in the 90s); he kept the color choices tame and he was content with it. also, he kept in mind to make sure he goes with a cozy set that is easy to dispose of— ... for reasons.

yoshida is there, lurking around with that smile of his. once again denji found himself asking: why? was it part of the job to make sure they link up? no one knows, but there’s another familiar face standing next to him that caught his attention. he snaps his fingers, trying to remember her name.

ah, what was it again? ]

It's the 'truth and dare' devil.

[ that's not her name but close enough. it didn't cross his mind yet that she's 'the date' djsfksdf; ]

Edited 2023-08-23 16:27 (UTC)

[ akin to their prior encounters, yoshida nearly had to do a double take at the "truth and dare" devil ... bit? is this a bit? he half-wonders how much of the population has denji already met, and...

while he'd deliberate on whether his impression had already been marred, he swiftly decides— it didn't matter. the pressing piece of this entire farce was the clear fact that he helped denji, and by extension, would continue to be the first person denji relies on. those types of habits were hard to kill once they started, after all. hence, while he does look lifts a hand to his head as if to nurse a headache, he turns back to the two of them. ]

Looks like I don't need to introduce Denji. [ ...

though, his eyes seem to be wondering what... did denji do... ] It's nice to meet you, Don Quixote. Denji here will be in your care. [ which he segues into: ] He knows a lot about dates, so you can definitely rely on him to show you the ropes.

[ didn't denji claim this before? not to him, no, but he recalls something similar being communicated to asa. show her what you got, chainsaw man. ]

[ oh, denji's her date. "truth or dare devil" is a very interesting thing to be called, but actually this is such a relief that she already knows the person. whew! wow! okay great, it's manageable! it'll be like hanging out with anyone else. ]

Never have I been called such a thing before, Young Denji, but it does not have a bad ring to it! In any case, I shall allow thee to lead, as... it is as thy friend says: I have little experience in, um, dating, for it is not very much encouraged in my line of work, and I generally do not have the time nor mind for it. Shall we?

[ since clearly yoshida isn't coming with them. unless dates are three people? oh, she is learning so much. ]

[ ..........

silence followed, and then some staring— mainly in yoshida's direction because he's the one who should be aware of the main goal of this so-called date. he's not trying to ruin the enthusiastic mood between the two but denji is almost certain don is not—

-the right target to what these two gross men agreed on.

she has morals, for starters. she certainly doesn't seem to be desperate for a man in her life; that girl had a strange thirst for justice, and investigation and is very much an independent soul who wouldn't or shouldn't be into the mess that is denji seeking. so, excuse him for being skeptical as he asked: ]

... what did he tell you? About this 'date'.

[ she hasn't run away because, well, she doesn't see any reason to run away just yet. though walking away is also a very valid option should weird things come to pass later on, and ruby is not at all hesitant in walking away from a conversation or event she's not interested in. miyako did remind her that she doesn't need to deal with things she doesn't like, idol or no idol.

in any case, she's happy to listen to his supposed explanation from the incident before, though whether he's explaining it to yoshida or to her remains to be seen. she only supposes that this too is a blind date for denji, hence his surprise at seeing her.

grinning, she gestures at him: ]

Sure, let's hear it then.

[ and no lies. she knows what she saw that day, and she won't have second thoughts about correcting him. ]

[ honestly, he's speechless at this point.

what does the "laundromat" incident even entail? if it's anything like toe bra pad situation, he can only presume... that this wouldn't bode well. not that he had especially high expectations, anyway. while some may have tried to salvage this situation, perhaps even add in a helpful word or two—

yoshida firmly errs on the principle of: you reap what you sow.

besides, didn't he say denji could handle anything that was thrown at him? who was better than taking critique like a champ, but chainsawman himself? hence, yoshida opens his mouth, only to swiftly close it.

he remains frozen in his spot (which is halfway between leaving) as he eventually crosses his arms over his chest. ] Yeah, let's hear it. [ whose side is he on...

the organization's.... i guess. ]

[ oh, right.

it's not like he provided a whole lot of context to denji and his wants. then again, when does he ever? as always, he was perfectly content just leaving denji to his own devices— especially after he's basically planted the initial seeds. but, it seems these seedlings were only sprouting distrust and impatience, hence, he does end up addressing the elephant in the room. ]

The benefits of fostering a close relationship. [ he taps his chin idly, before he continues, almost like he forgot: ]

What about that...? [ he points at don quixote and denji's hands.

well, this was a good start, right? he's sure the sleeping together and everything else would happen organically.

or... not at all. who knows. he'd like to believe he can wash his hands of this... ]

[ no...thing at all actually, and don wants to say as much before yoshida cuts in. her mouth closes and she peers at the dark haired man between them, then...

...

don raises her hands and starts to push denji along instead. no handholding? ]

Nevermind what he has, and most certainly has not told me, for I am as clueless as thee! Merely that he was looking to set one up on a date, asking for types and what one likes to do with another... And in fact, he did lie to me in regards to thine opinions of justice -- but he could not have known that we had spoken previously about them. Can I truly not convince thee to join me, Young Denji? To be a hero is to obtain the admiration of many, after all...! History shall remember thy name!

[ let's goooooooooooooo leave his ass behiiiiiiiiiind this is definitely not to cover up the fact she's sensing something suspicious in the air even if it's such an obvious way to change subjects and situations. very quick speaker here. ]

Nonetheless! I thank thee for setting this up, good ser, but I am certain we shall have a grand time from here! [ back to denji ] Do thee like to bowl? I have become rather fond of it myself, for I love the way the ball sounds striking against the pins! Or perhaps some shopping? There are a tremendous amount of things to do here, so long as one knows how to have fun!

[ oh, he's being pushed away— they are leaving already. he catches yoshida for one last, confused '...are you sure?' glance before they part ways, not really getting an answer to a very important question that will determine the fate of this date. on a good note (that's not really good for anyone here, especially denji), he's not the type to dwell on things and he's happy to move on; assuming it's all according to plan.

yoshida promised him fun times, therefore— it's happening.

don said a lot of things that denji did not pick up on; just a few words like 'bowl' and 'fun'. which translates into a bowling tournament. is it sexy? not really, but he can't deny it would be a fun way to start their love affair. ]

Yeah, let's do that! There's a place nearby.

[ they are far away from yoshida's gaze, safe to slow down and catch a breather. in which denji thought it was a good time to make it a little more official, like in the movies, because that's the vibe they are going for. he extends a hand to her, a little too forward but he keeps a casual smile. ]

Wanna hold hands?

[ ... they are safe from the other's gaze, offering solace and succor in the release of expectation, and don glances behind a moment before turning her gaze back to denji at the question.

okay. well. he asked, actually, that's less awkward than the previous way -- a little forward, yes, but it doesn't really register as such since she's not on the scene ever. and she's forward too. in her own ways. ]

I do not mind, however... I ask that thee do not be offended if I should spurn the action, for I am realizing that it is a far more intimate gesture than I had thought previous.

[ or at least, the situations which rose from lately were that... not in a romantic or a sexual way, but in an emotionally vulnerable way. don places her hand in his anyway, because if that's. what you do on dates, then she will comply. and denji has been fun lately!!! so!!!! he's probably a good boy!!!!! ]

Whatever thee ask of me, I shall do my best to follow suit -- given that thou'rt the one with more experience, and I should like to learn from this... I am certain it will come in handy at some point.

[ how did it end up like this? and why is yoshida still here acting like he's involved????

with all the attention directed at him, denji didn't want to waste time misdirecting the conversation to the tall intruder. so, once again, he tolerates that guy and tries to recall the events of that infamous night. it was their first day in the city, a stressful time for many of the newcomers, including denji himself— it's a start. ]

It happened on our first night here, right? I didn't know by then you can— get free shit around here so I assumed I had to clean what I had on my skin. I did that, tossed my dirty stuff inside the washing machine, and when I pulled them out from the same machine ... somehow things got all switched up. My clothes were gone and I found a woman's underwear instead. Considering everything that happened so far, I knew they were just fucking with me that night.

[ and ... that's it.

that's the whole honest story and it's so underwhelming yet denji knew the truth would set him free. power had the habit of talking too much when she was lying and it never worked out in her favor. based on that, he kept it as simple as possible; straight to the point. he was quiet for a bit, as if he was considering something, he then shifted his attention to ruby as he flat-out confessed. ]

I'm into many things but stealing panties is not one of them. I honestly don't find the appeal ...

[ don’s— little speech quirk is still an enigma to him, and he would often find himself trying to translate whatever she said in the best way he could, settling with a summary instead. however, he likes to believe he is doing a lot better than their first conversation, and when in doubt, he’s not ashamed to admit it. despite of how forward he might come off, denji had the habit of making his intentions very much clear. that's good, right?

he takes in her hand, curling their fingers together; not too hard or too frail. allow him a moment to appreciate how a woman’s hand always felt so soft against his skin ... in the most innocent way possible (I promise!). calling him a ‘good boy’ is a questionable judgment on don’s part, since the foundation of this gathering that is orchestrated by yoshida is— well, controversial. with a smile, that is too damn innocent for what he is about to say- ]

You think this part is intimate?! No way.

[ here’s the first red flag. uh, maybe the second since yoshida’s gesture a while ago should’ve been the first. since they were alone now, it was time to ask her again. a bit different this time. ]

Is this how far you want to go today?

[ ...... what. ]

Edited 2023-08-27 18:02 (UTC)

[ in this way of men, don is unfortunately too innocent. at least the hand holding is nice. different than sinclair's in every sense, and her cheeks flush in angry embarrassment at (what she perceives as) his patronizing her. it's not a red flag, it's just evidence in how inexperienced she is...! like when gebura manhandles her! so much to learn about an area fixers don't tend to linger! ]

O-Of course it is intimate! There is nothing more intimate than allowing thyself to be vulnerable in such a way, unable to draw thy weapon if need be -- it is a show of trust!

[ well. for others maybe. don can actually wield weapons in both her hands, but the principle is the same. also, skin to skin contact without it being for a fight is unusual in her field, and also also every time she's held someone's hand here it has been to ground herself or another. it isn't to do willy-nilly!!! ]

As... for thy question, I do not understand. Was the plan not to go all the way? [ to the bowling alley. ] My nerves shall steady themselves as we walk, so thee needn't worry about me. I only need to get used to this, for the rest I have no issue in doing!

[ hanging out. owning at bowling. drinking seltzer water. ]

[ ... denji was getting a bit nervous now because this was becoming more like the real deal. could it be? he found a normal girl who's actually willing to entertain his sexual desires? it's not any girl, but someone who is actually sane and charming. after many trials and errors, one might develop a subconscious sense of impending failure, and with don he had his doubts from the start but she is certainly — being rather bold right now. she left no room for further skepticism.

yoshida did something right? woah. ]

No, no! We're going all the way. For sure! I just wanted to make sure you're actually cool with it.

[ oh, shit. this is happening. it's his turn to be a bit flustered because when the chains of doubts are no longer clouding his judgment, and he takes a decent look at her— don is actually pretty cute. he's totally viewing her from a new perspective now. oh, right! they need to head to the bowling area. with that, he gently pulls her along.

perhaps now is a good time to admire how eerily functional this city tends to be; every single day the facilities are cleaned up and organized, welcoming newcomers. the bowling area is no different. the lights are on, music playing and everything is in order for their arrival. ]

Righ, I gotta admit... I'm not the best in this game. But, I bet I'll still win.

[ such a strange, if considerate young man -- but this is a positive in don's mind, for many of her fellows are strange but not all are considerate, and she lets herself be led to the bowling area. yes, it is eerie and well-kept. yes, it tends to put her a bit on edge. but she has had more good than bad times here by now, so this too she can view positively..!!! ]

O-ho, a betting man are thee?! I like a good gamble as well, so let us make one! But I must warn thee, of the two times I have come here with Junpei, [ her bestest not citydweller friend, ] I have won two times.

[ 100% win rate so far, denji, the ball loves her. and also just hates junpei. maybe it'll be kinder to denji. ]

So! What do thee wish to bet upon?

Hmm. I guess we can bet on where our first kiss will be.

[ listen, he gave you plenty of opportunities to escape this conversation. with confidence and pure oblivion to the art of speaking to a woman, or courtship in general, denji just— kept going. honest as always. there's a smile on his face, a bit lopsided because he's smitten and running on teen hormones. ]

I was thinking- [ god, please stop. ] -If I win and knock them all out, we can smooch in here. You know? Because I kiiiinda had in mind we skip to that part by now, but if you win— I'll let you pick a more private area.

[ since she seemed a bit nervous, perhaps don would prefer to head back to her place after they're done with this game. ah, he's being such a gentleman. ]

Deal?

[ ki...

... ... ...

was kissing normal on dates then? she really is learning so much, cannot imagine she's had it given where her mind lays most of the time back home plus the general atmosphere of the city and her work, so she seems shocked for a second before glancing away, bashful? uncertain? shy? all three. don isn't the sort of person who plots her escape like a normal girl might, she's determined to see it through and have fun!!! ]

I did not know such things came quickly on dates. They are usually made mention of after heroic deeds, as reward from fair lords and ladies... [ in the books she read. also, they are strangely absent in fixer fiction. romance is scolding someone as you tenderly look over their wounds. ] Very well! I shall accept thy deal, for I do not think I shall lose!

[ she'll work out if she can kiss him during it. he probably doesn't mean the chaste hand kisses, she thinks. ]

For what reason are thee so eager to skip about? I mean no disrespect, dear companion, but I am only curious.

Uhhh ... [ you lost him there. what is all this talk about 'heroic deeds' and 'reward'? denji froze, confused, and even went as far as glancing around as if he was hoping someone was around to help him understand what was going on. the fact don asked him why he was so eager to skip this little detour made the situation even more puzzling.

... was she not aware of how this date was supposed to go? there is no bowling, watching a movie, or dinner plans here. no, he was promised something else by yoshida. he recalls his conversation with that man, and he was reassured he will hook him up with someone who shared his interest. just sex. nothing more and nothing less. surely don is aware of it by now? after all, he did try to make sure they understood each other ...

with a nervous chuckle, denji shrugged. aren't all men eager to skip to the fun part? considering what this 'date' is all about. ]

Well, bowling is fun ... I don't mind it if it helps you relax a bit. I want you to be comfortable, after all. I think that's important ... before we have sex.

[ well- ]

[ ,

ah

hold on, don's brain is catching up on the situation. the eagerness yoshida displayed when she described her comfort and what she liked to do, the questions she'd misunderstood slowly ebbing connection to the last word he said. slang is not her forte by far, and she's a straightforward girl; she has done denji wrong, has given him false hope with her innocent answers, and don quixote feels her face burn. with shame, and also embarrassment. but mostly with shame. how villainous she is, to lead one on! though she did not mean to...

how... how to fix this... to make amends... be straight with him! she'll take both his hands. ]

Prithee, do not be mad at any but myself, Denji, for I did not mean to lead thee on -- had I been more aware, or perhaps even experienced in such affairs, and caught onto what the purpose of this outing was to be, I would have refused; I am not, however, and thought it a charming time to get to know someone new! To know thee better, since we know one another previous.

[ ... that might go over his head, so she'll also put it simply: ]

I... I do not plan for the evening to go such a way.

[ oh...

ouch. well, he figures maybe he should prepare himself to deal with denji's displeasure after. maybe he should go home for now...

thinks yoshida who will definitely be waiting outside of bowling. ]

[ 'prithee' — what the fuck does that mean?!! but, wait. he can sense from the pace of her words and the tone of her voice something has changed. denji blinks and stares down, catching the way she held his hands. oh, this is not good. this is certainly not good.

and then it hit him- ]

[ ...

fucking yoshida. ]

[ on the bright side, in contrast to the way asa ridiculed him for even having the audacity to assume she would ever kiss him (and yet kissing him a second later), don's rejection is a little more on the gentle side. what a kindhearted girl. denji can appreciate it, but he's not gonna lie and say he feels less shitty. if he looks annoyed, it's not directed at don but at a certain someone who happened to be lurking outside.

at some point, he knew he had to say something— this is getting awkward. with a heavy exhale, he hunched forward in defeat. ]

I understand.

[ no, he's not gonna whine and act bratty about it. when a woman says 'hell nah', it means 'hell nah'. end of story. he stares down at their hands again- ]

I'd like to throw myself out of the window now, please.

I shan't allow thee, for even if it were thine intention to lay with me, [ face warming, unaware of their outside watcher, ] I do wish to have a fun time 'til we must part. Will thee not allow this one to make up for the misunderstanding?

[ kindhearted, maybe, but mostly she does feel bad for leading him on accidentally... a squeeze of his hands. ]

I shall allow thee a kiss if I am beaten. And, if our date is fun for the two of us, I should like a second.

[ ...

is that fair...? ]

Edited (wait i liked this icon more. sorry) 2023-09-06 16:24 (UTC)

[ denji is uncomfortable now; he could sense the other girl was taking the blame here as if it was her fault they are in this mess. the right thing to do is reassure her that she's been the victim of two morons trying to entertain themselves in this city, and she shouldn't really forgive them for such crimes (but, mainly it's yoshida's fault). he should say that— and he will!

- later. because there's a kiss now and a second date?!

he opens his mouth, silence, and then he tilts his head. wait, this is too good to be true. ]

Okay! [ and yet, he is willing to fall for it. ] Just ... please don't do this out of pity. I know I'm desperate, but that's a bit too 'sad' for me.

[ who knew denji had standards. ]

Thee do not seem desperate to me. Rather, thou'rt a young man who's been wrongfully deceived, and I shall take responsibility for it as I see fit.

[ ... no mention of it's it pity or not, but his eagerness does relax her!!! okay. okay. she's nailing this saving thing. and now, if she wins, she doesn't have to kiss him. that's great. it definitely settles her nerves, unused to all this as she is.

don'll let go of his hands, grinning brightly. ]

And we have come out here anyway -- what is the harm in continuing?

[ she's gonna

fetch some seltzer water though for denji while she successfully finds the knock off sprite junpei had sought last time, they look just alike she just wants to see his reaction to it. okay. they can bowl though. don is good in the sense that is seems lady luck seems to favor her, but there's also battle translated dexterity and keenness. ]

[ —wrongfully deceived. hmm. you know what? she is damn right! he has been wrongfully deceived by sexy promises of a hot night, so he's a victim as well. maybe he shouldn't feel so guilty about this whole misunderstanding and point the finger at the real villain here. with that, there is a devious smile on his face; scheming.

if he's supposed to notice there is anything wrong with his water, it didn't happen, and he'd probably drink the whole thing without any remarks. this is someone who spent half of his life eating from actual garbage and the other half consuming blood and devils flesh. but, hey, don didn't need to know that. that will ruin what little chance he has of a smooch. ]

We should seek revenge ...

[ he goes ahead and grabs a ball, starting off rough by barely taking out five pins and the rest stood still. to be fair, everything about his posture and the way he's launching the ball is all wrong, but who cares? it's a game. ]

Let's egg his apartment one day.

Edited 2023-09-12 17:41 (UTC)

[ he is so fucking impressive to her she froze for a whole second before thinking this is just how drinks are here, he gets a cool point in her book. nonetheless, his words brighten her and she looks for a ball she likes among the number (stars!!!) as she readies for her turn. ]

That sounds a fitting punishment for such a devious trick! It is harmless, but inconvenient; he shall know our justified wrath in time!

[ revenge isn't a crime it's a personal justice so it's fine!!! depending on what you do. this is fine. she'll strike a total of nine for her first round, form at least better than his from some amount of time taken here but more thanks to the brief moment of serious concentration before she lets loose with a yell ]

[ hmm, he wonders when he should confess that he doesn't know anything about this game? no idea what are the rules for achieving victory, but denji assumes if he knocks all those little pins then he's the winner. he needs to take them all down in one go then it's a sealed deal; the kiss belongs to him.

don's yell is just— so ridiculously funny. he couldn't help but find her silly energy contagious and he huffed a laugh; no idea who's winning or losing, but denji is having a great time. ]

Man, I knew you're not that type. You're too nice.

[ is he implying nice girls have no interest in the nsfw things? maybe. when it was his turn, denji was close to a respectful strike. oh no, he's getting good at this ... ]

[ oooh, he is getting good... that's fun. only eight more rounds and their scores will show who's the winner! she's played this. twice? now. she knows the rules. it's fine he doesn't though, a strike is a pretty good goal. ]

"Nice" is not a word one normally attributes to my person, Young Denji, but I do not consider myself the opposite either! I am merely doing what all of man ought to do, acting as all of man should, and so forth. Decency is the base of our souls, and though one may deviate this and that way there is always a matter of principle one follows. Even the worst person I know is an honest woman... at least about what she means to tell.

[ despicable as she is, distasteful as the admittance is off her tongue. yeuck. don shakes her head and the ball spins worse this time, netting her just the sweep this time in her distracted thoughts. ]

It is everything else that labels her a villain. That said, I thank thee for the compliment paid. Thou'rt a nice young man thyself.

[ the fact denji can follow up with her quirky dialogue a lot easier still surprises him— as if he's being trained to learn a whole new language. while he did skip a word or two, he's still finding himself decoding her thoughts. with a smile, he mutters 'thou'rt' under his breath— what a fancy new slang to add to the list.

when it's his turn, denji is one mark short of a clean strike. with that realization, it was hard to mask the cunning glee behind his smirk. ooooh, he's so close to the sweet, sweet reward. don, you better put in the effort to win this round and secure protection! ]

I don't know why you keep calling me 'young'. Aren't we the same age? You look like my age. Even if you're a bit older, I don't mind. [ 🚩🚩🚩🚩!!! ]

... is the woman you hate here as well?

[ pleaaaaaase denji... you are trying so hard it's almost charming. her favorite colors are red (colors are high grade fixers she likes red mist and her boss is red gaze) but damn!!!

the questions do give her pause in her wind-up and she turns to denji while still holding the ball. ]

I do not know if thou'rt old enough to drink by law, but I most certainly am, if that lends any credence to my age. Also, she is -- but she is not harming anyone, so I cannot raise a hand towards her.

[ justice and all... don turns back to the lane, gaze focused for a moment before she lets it loose and her efforts are, this time, rewarded with eleven down and one wiggling...

wavering...

and then finally falling over. sorry, denji. no won kiss for you. this place really got the bells and whistles to tell a strike though huh damn don actually hasn't gotten twelve pins in one before she's surprised ]

[ —no sex and no kiss?????? what a painful night.

denji, being as genuine as always, really did seem to be disappointed at the loss and it wasn't subtle either. he cussed and groaned as he threw his head back— oh so very close to the sweet taste of a woman's lips. alas, it was not his fate. the moment of grief didn't last for long, though. he's quick to recover from it and allows don to enjoy her deserved win. ]

Yeaaaah, alright. You're definitely my senior, then. [ listen, in his culture this is a sign of respect! even when it does seem like he's calling her old ... ]

So, do you have a picture of that lady?

[ since denji is actively looking ... he might as well be cautious of any potential evilness. he had enough of that from where he came from. ]

[ she doesn't mind... such things don't matter to don at all, and she basks for a moment in her strike before plopping down on a seat. pat pat, join her. don... does feel bad at his unmistakable disappointment at a loss, he really is a nice guy, but it would've been wrong to treat him to such when she herself was not in the mind for it. ]

I do not. However, I can describe to her in such detail that thou shall not need one, for Kromer is unmistakable. Will that do?

( closed & open ) idk i'm a mess

date - 💎🔴

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date - don > denji > yoshi (should we go in this order?)

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why can't he be a voyeur in peace

i'm good with it!!!

im calling the police

incoming 90s fashion 👖

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condolences to everyone reading this thread

what a mess...

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( not here.... )

1/3

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done jfdf;

shdjddjf crying

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hes so darling. i want to squish him

you mean destroy him. yes, good!!!

yes!!!!

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