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6/19: akechi
[ However many tags ago that Natsuo proclaimed his friendship with Akechi... haha this is the face of friendship. This is the face that greets him late Tuesday night whenever he decides to turn in to sleep, Natsuo grabbing his wrist and immediately marching him away from this bedroom and over towards the red one. ]
You're coming with me, mister.
You're coming with me, mister.

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You never told me exactly where you got these strips of cloth. . .
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[ He picks up the rabbit cloth. It's a very... distinctive... rabbit. There is absolutely no way Natsuo could have mistaken it for anything other than it being meant for him. ]