[ What? What... Sure, he likes being dramatic and doing tricks, but it's fun. Is it showing off—fucking yes, it is. Groaning, he wants to drag his hands down his face, but he only closes his eyes and puts on a wry smile.
HERE. HAVE ANOTHER TEMPURA. ]
I didn't know it was recording, but I would rather go unnoticed.
[ It's partially true? He doesn't like being under the spotlight, but he can really work with it if he has to, almost like he belongs there.
LIKE HELL HE'LL SAY HE'S SHY BECAUSE HE ISN'T!!!! ]
[ He was eating fiiiiine, even squinting at her as she makes... Good points? He always thought people were accepting of his eccentricities, not that he was showy, but he's starting to wonder if that's how people see it. Then doesn't care. It's not big deal, but still weird to think about—Everything was Fine.
[ Patting his back only helps him somewhat because he actually isn't choking. Just... Just a tad bit surprised? Why would you do this? Patting his own chest, he's settling down again. ]
That is hardly trying to kill you. Didn't you just--
[she pauses, looking a little lost in thought. She can hear Ann's voice beside her. You are such a showoff. She pauses just a little too long, and then regains her composure.]
[ He gently elbows her a bit since his hands are dirty. Ah, he’s also getting the same memory. God, Joker... He can’t tell if you’re super cool or super embarrassing.
Not going to lie, he wants to jump out of a stained glass window in style, too. Looks fun. ]
Really? I guess I should be flattered, but something tells me I should be worried.
I should be concerned that simply calling you a show-off was enough to trigger a memory. Akira-kun, you were quite... extravagant in your previous life.
[she smiles a bit-- yeah, he gets a kun. IT'S FINE.]
[ There’s no other way to say it when you see a costumed fool jump through a stained glass window with a twirl. Akira likes to embellish and sometimes water down descriptions, but there’s nothing he can do about THAT. With a huff, he’s back to eating the bento, now munching on the other things. ]
For one... You’re using a honorific now. Two, I was eating. Three, I didn’t see that coming? Four, you’re using a honorific.
[ Like... His parents stopped calling him that after a certain age. He picks at his bento now that it's almost empty. Actually, he barely hears people say his name in general and he told her that before. She may call him by his first name.
I'm sorry, I didn't think about it that much... It's just what I'd call all my boy friends in Japan. But after your letters, I should have considered...
[she hmms.
also ignoring she called him her boyfriend. sigh.]
[ She... She obviously meant friends that are boys. He can easily excuse it as her grasp on English. With a deep sigh, he nibbles on what’s left of the bento, feeling the dissonance in being physically energized yet mentally exhausted. ]
I don’t mind if you use -kun with me, though I don’t know if I can handle... calling you Makoto-chan...
[ ... ]
You mentioned in your letters you used to have a boyfriend?
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HERE. HAVE ANOTHER TEMPURA. ]
I didn't know it was recording, but I would rather go unnoticed.
[ It's partially true? He doesn't like being under the spotlight, but he can really work with it if he has to, almost like he belongs there.
LIKE HELL HE'LL SAY HE'S SHY BECAUSE HE ISN'T!!!! ]
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I believe you. But also, embracing that part of you wouldn't be so bad. It didn't seem anyone was surprised by it, at least?
[which just. Made the memory she'd received more strange... Either way.]
Also, I made this for you. You should enjoy it, instead of feeding me, like we're dating.
Or at least save some for Akechi?
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Until Makoto and her armada attacked.
HACKS!!
HE STARTS CHOKING, THANKS. ]
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[oh. she was too mean to him.
... oops.]
Are you alright?!
[well now she has to try and pat his back or something]
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I'm fine... Even though you tried to kill me.
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[she pauses, looking a little lost in thought. She can hear Ann's voice beside her. You are such a showoff. She pauses just a little too long, and then regains her composure.]
... At any rate, you're in my memories a lot.
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[ He gently elbows her a bit since his hands are dirty. Ah, he’s also getting the same memory. God, Joker... He can’t tell if you’re super cool or super embarrassing.
Not going to lie, he wants to jump out of a stained glass window in style, too. Looks fun. ]
Really? I guess I should be flattered, but something tells me I should be worried.
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[she smiles a bit-- yeah, he gets a kun. IT'S FINE.]
And how was that trying to kill you?
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[ There’s no other way to say it when you see a costumed fool jump through a stained glass window with a twirl. Akira likes to embellish and sometimes water down descriptions, but there’s nothing he can do about THAT. With a huff, he’s back to eating the bento, now munching on the other things. ]
For one... You’re using a honorific now. Two, I was eating. Three, I didn’t see that coming? Four, you’re using a honorific.
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[she laughs a little bit, and then leans forward, draping one arm over her knees, and resting her chin in her other hand.]
And-- alright. Reckless.
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[ Like... His parents stopped calling him that after a certain age. He picks at his bento now that it's almost empty. Actually, he barely hears people say his name in general and he told her that before. She may call him by his first name.
But like.
HONORIFICS ARE DIFFERENT. He coughs once. ]
Yes. Reckless Kurusu.
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I'm sorry, I didn't think about it that much... It's just what I'd call all my boy friends in Japan. But after your letters, I should have considered...
[she hmms.
also ignoring she called him her boyfriend. sigh.]
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I don’t mind if you use -kun with me, though I don’t know if I can handle... calling you Makoto-chan...
[ ... ]
You mentioned in your letters you used to have a boyfriend?
[ KARESHI. ]