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[Today is a terrible day! You do not know why it's a terrible day, but it is. Everything's ominous and you've probably walked into ten tables and door frames and couldn't find your favorite coat and perhaps even got robbed by a hobo. Either way, your luck is terrible! Enjoy it! Or not. Because it'll get worse.

Meanwhile in Michi's residence, a corpse has disappeared. Corpses do not usually get up and wander away. This one did and is found standing in the middle of the street staring at nothing. It is almost as terrible as your day is, and you simultaneously run away and get closer.

Both of these are terrible ideas, but there is no correlation between them whatsoever. You're silly to think that way! Go enjoy your terrible day! However you wish to.

But no really, to anyone who comes over there is nothing but terrible here. And up to three bingo squares. Have fun guys.]

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... You haven't answered my question. How long has it been since your last meal? Please have breakfast with me before continuing your work.

[There is a slight pleading note to it, leftover emotion leaking into her voice that she just doesn't bother to suppress, because this is Kumagawa and he is her friend and she doesn't have any reason to be afraid of him or hate him.

So it's easy to glean a general message from what she's saying: "I'm not angry."]

[She actually gets glared at for it, and it's really hard to say what it's directed at because of all the options. Her hand, her offer, her real feelings, him being stupid, who knows. It might even be everything.

But what's the point? Something of the fight drains from his face and he takes a step back.] Do I have to?

[Bluhhhhh, why, it's stupid. But it's pretty much a yes.]

... Thank goodness.

[Which sounds a little odd without context but of course, it's clearly in response to him not seeming totally angry. She's glad for that. She's glad they can still be friends.]

... But I do have a question, if that's acceptable? Those were your feelings, weren't they, Kumagawa?

No.

[It's an immediate response and with that tone, it feels entirely natural. Honest and a shoot down and he's not going over this, he's done, he quits, whatever.

But from Michi's small glimpse at trying to make that last decimal point match, she knows above all else the most hated thing is admitting you lost.]

[Her lips press into a thin, frustrated little line. Frowningggg.]

-- I want to try again, later. If that is acceptable, and something that I'm capable of doing...? I don't understand yet. I would like to get to know you better.

[~More intimately~, the writer was tempted to joke, but then she started laughing so it didn't happen.]

You already tried. Once is enough.

[He is going to flee from the second time for as long as he possibly can. Putting faith in people is stupid.]

-- And I failed, so I'll try again! I will do it as often as I must.

[So help her god she will hike up her dress and run after him if he leaves.

Knew she should've invested in a miniskirt, but she was like nooooooo I'll look like a whooooooore.

Whores can run.]

You didn't fail anything.

[He did. But he's a loser, so his fate was to lose, which means it's not a problem and it doesn't bother him. Sigh.

And obviously she should just wear pants, problem solved.]

[PANTS ARE FOR MEN AND LESBIANS, geeze, other brackets.

But of course being herself, she won't accept that. He didn't fail, because he doesn't fail. She does. Obviously she made some horrible mistake in understanding him.]

I did.

Please put it back inside.

[And men and lesbians are people who can run. So Michi can just hike up her dress and look even more scandalous than if she just wore pants or a knee-length skirt.

And then Michi says that and he freezes. Two beats. Turning to stare at her. Four beats. Then turning and walking away again. Nope, he's not even touching that one, HE'S DONE.]

I'm a taken woman, Michi.

[Kat obviously Charlotte couldn't run. Are we sure about the lesbians.

And she keeps going. Slightly flustered;]

-- It wasn't my intention to imply a sexual subject! I was referring to your screw!

[Lesbians in pants, Tiv, keep with the pace.

And he's still dead of all life and facing away from her when he speaks, so there Michi.] So you're asking me to screw you twice in the same day.

[If she squints, that means he was trying to play along like usual.]

[... Well, Moran was a bisexual in pants... I guess I can't dispute that one.

As usual the joke goes right over her head, so in as serious of a tone as she usually manages -]

Yes, I am.

[Dammit, he was hoping that would've worked. So he just huffs out a tired sigh.]

Later. Ah... I lost the motivation, sorry.

[Good enough. She smiles, brightly and cheerfully.

You know what else has a bright and cheerful smile, though? Bear traps.

Like the one he just stepped in.]

Ah, in that case, it's certainly time for breakfast! I did say that you would work yourself into an illness! Please come with me!

[Ah, he couldn't win again. Michi gets a huff of an annoyed sigh.]

Fine. [He'll just stab at it with a fork for an hour or something, bluhhh.]

[OF TO HER HOUSE WE GO luckily her dad is out. But some of the maids sort of give him the stink-eye when she's not looking. They remember.

It doesn't matter though. She just sets a small section of the table and fixes both their plates -- no, no, the maids can't do anything she's got this :T -- and gestures for him to sit down across from her.]

... You gave Father quite a scare, as well.

[Whatever maids, the only thing he ruined was your clothes. He missed actual injuries on purpose, you're welcome.

And he does sit, but he also jabs at his food with the fork and stares out at nothing. Not mentally there except in the minimum.]

He hates me. Why should I care? Let him be afraid.

He doesn't hate you!

[Yes he does.]

He was quite upset at the concept of a man taking my virginity without proper courting, and later that he had killed you so violently, but I don't believe that he hates you at all!

[She doesn't mention the wife bits at all, which means she's either intentionally glossing over it or she doesn't know. But it's Michi. The only lies she's ever told on purpose were that she's happy, she's not afraid, she doesn't hate anyone, and that her name is Elaine.

This is not the kind of thing she'd lie about.]

Yes he does.

[He's not an idiot, Michi.

Normally he's hated for existing, and now he's added snapping her father's feelings in the process. It's hate. It's unconditional hate and he's okay with it.]

Be sure to tell him there's no hard feelings. He's free to do whatever.

Father is simply a bit overprotective.

If he were there at the time, it's likely that he would have killed Mr Liam as well.

Why? Liam's a useless idiot.

[Stab stab. No danger from useless idiots.]

He is under the assumption that I'm being courted.

...By him or me?

Mr Liam! He is aware that you're seeing someone -- he assumes that you're a rapist.

[Amongst other things. Rapist, general douchebag and shitty brat and horrible monster. Get away from his baby girl. :T]