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WHAT Whatevs
WHERE Places
WHEN Day 33

[SO! How is everyone feeling about past selves? Did we all learn something yesterday?

It's a mild day with a light breeze that inexplicably has cherry blossoms on the wind. You can find pre-made picnics all set up out in the park, complete with picnic baskets loaded with sandwiches, chips, wine coolers, and occasionally ant hills. Enjoy.]

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[Also seems like a good day to skip work and take a nap on a picnic blanket.

did you know that when you work for NPCs you can just not do your job and actually no on gives a shit.]

[mEANWHILE KEI IS AT WORK BRIGHT AND EARLY

he's also like, moving various medical equipment into the clinic. Where did this shit all come from? Who knows! Who cares! The point is the clinic can now better serve your needs!]

Hm, maybe this was too much. I guess I'll take this table back to my apartment.

[YOU'VE GOT A TEXT]

[fortunately for people texting Orga, he never sleeps for long.

Checks text like a half hour later]

you're so lucky i didn't have a gun

[grins]

I probably would've pushed my luck a little less if you had. Welcome back.

[suuure you would.]

technically didn't leave.
so do you have a raccoon face?

Yeah. Thanks for getting the other eye, it's balanced now. So, what was being a kid again like?

wasn't a kid

but found reasons to be really jealous of myself?

[first time experiencing that particular feeling.]

also, look up

[looks... up...?]

[icepack being dropped on your face right on the bruises.]

[omg

ow

laughs]

How long have you been up there...?

[taking the ice off and holding it up to his newest shiner]

Just arrived.

[waggles his phone at him]

You're not very good at having a guard up, after all.

[Sits up, and makes a come down here gesture, leaning back on his free hand]

I'm not the one who has to worry about assassins.

[that gets a bit of a tense smile but he's gonna just pointedly move in to sit on Orga's lap because.]

As leader of your group, wouldn't you be the one most targeted by assassins?

[special delivery. there is a cardboard cylinder on your clinic's reception desk. mysterious~]

[Is easily distracted by having a Dazai in his lap, though for now stays leaned back.]

It wasn't ever really an issue. People who wanted to take down Tekkadan brought an army.

On business trips we'd take precautions, but I'm really that big of a deal. There were far richer men to target.

[frowns and goes to inspect it.

Can you even get mail around here..?]

[it's just a plain old cardboard cylinder with the words For Mori-san written on it.]

[Welp

This is possibly a bomb or possibly mafia business and either way I'm not getting involved.

leaves it there for Mori like a good employee who doesn't open his boss's mail]

[I may or may not have banged your boss by now because who knows, timelines. But ANYWAY some dude is showing up at the clinic.]

Excuse me.

[look kei absolutely does not want to know about it either way.

Blinks at him, then looks him over obs checking to see if he's hurt]

Yes?

[so basically you were considered smaller fish? either that or Mika-kun took care of assassins.]

Mm, that sounds a bit more practical than no precaution whatsoever.

Well, you're not wrong. I could be better about it.

Anyway, you were saying something about being jealous of yourself?

[holds up his phone again.]

I read my text history when I was younger.

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