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[tenoritantei]

[ It’s noon, and Entranceway’s newest arrival is curious as fuck. She’ll be wandering about the gardens, snooping around the mansion, peeking in through windows, staring at the blue skies that make up the entrance hall’s ceiling, sniffing the food in the kitchen, and everything in between.

There are mysteries here, and Naoto Shirogane, ace detective, is on the case. If that means interrogating the shit out of anyone who crosses her path, so be it.

Eventually, she’ll find the communications system and, after spending a while figuring it out (it's not hard to find previous posts and others' conversations), she’ll send out a brief, private message: ]



To Souji Seta & Yousuke Hanamura--
IMPT MESSAGE:
HELLO.
ARE U THERE?
PLZ RESPOND ASAP.

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[seekingsanity]

[Fuminori clenches his fists, but decides it's not worth it to argue with her. It'll be faster to get what he needs and leave.

He doesn't just get food and leave though. Nothing can ever be so simple. He gets a container from a cabinet and just stares at it for a minute. He can't tell if it's clear or opaque for sure, but after a minute, he realizes he looks stupid standing there staring at the thing so he goes to the fridge.

He can only ever find what he wants way in the back so he has to search for a minute before he finally starts to transfer something in the fridge into the container.

Whatever it is, it's very...gloppy...sounding.]

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[tenoritantei]

[ At first, she was going to be subtle with her stalking. She is the most subtle. Naoto is significantly more skillful than both Yousuke and Chie combined in their stalkery.

But after he spends a ridiculous amount of time staring at a container, Naoto realizes that this guy has either 1) terrible eye sight, 2) a terrible attention span, 3) a few screws loose, 4) had a terrible day. Perhaps some combination of the four.

While she's the type to question the motives of someone who is blatantly showing abnormal behavior, she won't question his food choices. Because, well, she's not paying attention to that. She's more paying attention to his body language, and what she can vaguely figure is pretty fucking weird.

After a few minutes of silence, she speaks up. ]

Are you alright?

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[seekingsanity]

[He almost laughs and closes the fridge door. His vaguely opaque container is full of something red and...gross.]

...Fine.

[He is about as good at social skills as Naoto is.]

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[tenoritantei]

[ You know when you're actively not paying attention to something, and then suddenly you are totally forced into paying attention to it? Like a small child throwing a fit who suddenly decides to kick in a window (Lulu, 2007). Or a small child throwing a fit who suddenly decides to make herself throw up (Lulu, 2002-2005). Or a small child throwing a fit who suddenly decides to go into your room and break all your shit (Lulu, 2006, 2007, 2008, 2009). Or a small child throwing a fit who suddenly decides to knock a glass of water off a table at a fancy restaurant (Lulu, 2010).

Basically, your little container is my younger sister. While Naoto might lack society skills, she has enough curiosity to kill every cat and/or otakin that identifies as cat in existence. ]

What is that?

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[seekingsanity]

[In your stuped soul.]

Food.

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[tenoritantei]

No, it's not. [ scumpbag. ]

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[seekingsanity]

Then you tell me what it is.

[He puts a lid on it.]

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[tenoritantei]

[ gross. ]

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[tenoritantei]

[ no wait she can't say that.

Honestly, there's no other way to describe the uneasy feeling that he and his "food" gives her. It'd be suspicious if she demanded to see it or offered him an alternative, and she highly doubts he's the type to cooperate, especially considering his previous responses.

So she shrugs and makes a mental note: watch this one. ]

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[seekingsanity]

[Good.

Fuminori skirts around her like he doesn't want to get too close and hurries out of the room.]

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[tenoritantei]

[ weeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeird




yeah you are going in her notebook, motherfucker. ]