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[isdf]

HELLO

"Greetings. This is Kisaragi Yuma."

GOODBYE

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[isdf]

. . . Thank you, but there isn't anything to talk about.

[He'd rather that they put it behind them.]

What you witnessed at that maze was nothing more than a lapse in judgment. It has since been rectified.

[handfast]

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You're not a machine. You don't have to talk like that.

[isdf]

[He stands there for a moment, processing.]

Like "that" . . . ?

[handfast]

Like you're just some kind of machine to be used and then put away.

[isdf]

. . . My apologies, but this is how I always talk.

[handfast]

Don't I know it.

[ weirdly enough, he wishes jae-ha were here. creepy pervert or no, he always knew what to say. ]

I just...you don't need to be so hard on yourself. It's okay to make mistakes. Everyone makes mistakes. And yeah, sometimes people get hurt because of those mistakes but that's why we have to work together and look out for each other. You don't have to do everything alone.

[isdf]

[His gaze wanders, evasive in their roaming before they snap back to Hak.]

I am aware of the importance of teamwork; however, that doesn't explain what this has to do with my manner of speech.

[handfast]

It means you can relax. [ not that he thinks yuma knows how to do that. ] You don't have to talk like you're working all the time.

[isdf]

[He knows how. He can prove it.]

I am most relaxed when I'm working, so there should be no problem in continuing as I have been.

[handfast]

[ ..... ]

So....you're stressed out when you're not working?

[isdf]

[He nods. Yes, sir.]

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[ my god ]

Aren't you only [ what was it again ] seven though? [ god. ] You're seriously seven.

[isdf]

. . . I am an adult.

[He is most certainly not seven years old.]

[handfast]

Then why did you tell me you were seven last time?

[isdf]

It was eight.

I was under the influence of a curse. It wasn't my birthday, either.

[handfast]

Then what about that answer to your question?

[isdf]

[As he was the last one out, Yuma has no idea to what Hak is referring.]

Answer . . . to my question?

[handfast]

Something about being strong for a seven year old.

[ he was sort of dying and being escorted out so everything's a bit fuzzy. ]

[isdf]

. . . You must mean the Q&A at the bar.

[He looks away for a moment, thinking.]

Based on my understanding of the situation, that wasn't the correct answer, so it may have been an arbitrary number chosen by the powers behind it.

[handfast]

They must really like the number seven then.

[ once again becomes convinced yuma isn't seven...okay. ]

Did someone already tell you the answers to your questions?

[isdf]

[Yuma, still lying through his teeth, inwardly relaxes a little. Next week will smite him for this by revealing his thoughts.]

While I don't quite understand them, Mafuyu relayed the answers that were correct.

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[ a pause as he looks up. ]

Did you agree with them?

[isdf]

It is as I told Mafuyu. While I agreed with the first, the second and third were . . . odd.

[handfast]

Odd?

[ what does that mean ]

[isdf]

Given the choice, they were not answers I would have provided for myself.