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6/24: eichi
[ It's later at night than he would have liked, standing in front of the wind dorm door— not even the door that opens to the bedroom he'd shared with Eichi and Akechi, but the dormitory itself, like it's the castle doors barred to him.
He has a partner now. He's no longer a stray, to be taken in out of kindness or pity or what he hopes was something of friendship. But he doesn't want to say goodbye, either- he'd made promises, after all. Even though he'd been breaking them left and right all week. ]
He has a partner now. He's no longer a stray, to be taken in out of kindness or pity or what he hopes was something of friendship. But he doesn't want to say goodbye, either- he'd made promises, after all. Even though he'd been breaking them left and right all week. ]
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They don't have to be separate things, you know? Friends can use friends. Mm... "help"? Is the word "help"?
[ Don't they mean the same thing...? The fact that he's used- be it as a pawn, a servant, a dog- is something he's just sort of accepted as his lot in life, but somewhere deep deep down inside, he never truly dislikes it. If somebody uses you, you're useful. And that's the best feeling there is. ]
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Help is a very different word, you know.
[He laughs, though.] Help, yes. Friends do help friends, don't they? Then, we can help each other. I'm fine with that.
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Hearing something like that from you has me bracing myself. Still, of course I'd like to help. What is it that you need?
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But the most important thing— I want to hear you sing again someday. Okay? Promise?
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...Of course. I promise.