[ in all honesty, it startles him, to hear such frantic pounding at his door. though he'd been up in a flash and heading that direction, he wonders if he ought to be so quick in answering it?! though what if someone was in trouble -
luckily, the source announces itself in enough time for him to... well, be more worried, actually. reaching his door, he flings it open. ]
[Did she overreact? Probably not, it was a blur. It was, however, very much out of her comfort zone that she's at a lost on what to do. Imagine her relief when Ryuu opens that door.]
Ryuu, thank goodness!
[Except, he looks worried. And confused. Worfused.
She can't remember. She can't remember how she got all of this merch, with a cut out that now she's noticed, is cut to size because it's just as big as he is and she's actually sure some of these items are way out of anyone's budget.
And yet.]
Ryuu! I-it's...ah...! Well, I do not remember how I ended up with all of these items! But I do know that it involves this advertisement!
[She holds up her phone (after juggling with the case of beer) to show him The Picture. Actually, she made it a video, it was dripping.]
only when she's safely inside does ryuu try to pluck some of the items from her arms to alleviate her burden. except by doing that, trying to keep one ear on her answer to his question, he's realizing... it's not just any merch.
it's his merch.
which really, he should have figured out when she nearly knocked him on his ass with his own cardboard cut out, but he was more focused on her wellbeing, okay. ]
[HIS WORFUSION IS ENDEARING BUT SHE'S ALSO FLUSTERED this time from running.
She thanks him each time he takes each of his merchandise, having quite registered it in her own mind that this was already really weird for her to have that much in the first place.]
Y-yes. I don't know how they ended up in my arms, but I could not leave them! They're all your items. Anyway!
[HIS AD.]
Y-your new advertisement! I thought that I should seek it out, and then...I saw it. With. You. Ah.
[She starts to burn up. See his cute face in his icon? That was not his cute face in his ad. His ad had so much horny energy. It was like as she heard the young folk say on the internet. "Horny on Main". Actually, she might not be using this correctly. Good thing it's just in her mind.]
[ dutifully, he's just loading things into his arms as he listens, both touched and concerned at the fact that she managed to make it here with so many items - beer, nice, okay, glowsticks, good, he minds not to crinkle the poster, is this mens' underwear?! ...ah, wait, wait... that jewelry is so expensive...
leaning up again with a matching armful of items, ryuu has to hit pause to judge himself on his own lack of foresight here.
of course anyone would be alarmed to see that so suddenly! he's got this all backwards now! ]
- aah, I messed up. Um, Sen! [ A SUDDEN AND VERY SWIFT BOW. ] Sorry about this... here, let's sit down. I think I should explain a few things.
[Honestly, knowing that it was his stuff was maybe why she did protect it with her life. She's not sure how he feels about them, since merchandise can be a hit or miss. If anything, how she managed to get the jewellery would forever be a mystery even to her. Although she thought it would be on brand for her to put them on simply so she wouldn't have to carry them.
Still, what a pair they are here. Carrying all of his merch. And now she's beginning to fret on the spot. WHY IS HE APOLOGETICALLY BOWING.
Deities, she really does need to sit down.]
W-why are you apologising? There isn't anything to apologise for? [Sexiness is often impressive, where she's from. She can't think of herself nearly as dripping with it like him.] B-but yes, I think...I'm missing a few bits and pieces here. Please, lead away.
Anywhere you like is fine. Let me take more of these...
[ his has a big armspan, so he can handle most everything she's got a bit more comfortably. with items in hand, he motions to his living area - there's the couch and two sitting chairs. trying to calm his sputtering heart at the suddenness of everything rushing to hit him square in the face in a way he didn't anticipate, he goes to set the items down. drinks on the counter, the rest of it deposited safely on the foyer table, the cardboard cut-out...
well, he'll stand it up nicely, but face it away, because it's weird trying to have a serious talk with it watching... he's gentle, because she obviously went through some trouble getting these, so maybe she still wants them?!
with that done, he clears his throat. ]
I told you what I do, but I don't think I was ever really clear about how I did it... or rather - I suppose it's important to discuss my image.
[For the help. For being patient with her after her initial freak out. For everything. She follows him, can hear her heart hammering way in her chest that it echoes in her mind, but she tries not to let it show on her face. Except, it shows on her face, because that is something she simply cannot control.
There was just so much, and she only clears her throat when he faces the cut-out, the other way. Truly, a good idea. Because here he is looking soft, and that there was not. Still, she's claimed these items, so she will keep them as mementos of him. Besides, the jewellery was rather nice. And expensive. It feels heavy on her earlobes.
She settles on the couch, smoothing down her clothes to ease her nerves as she waits for him to return.]
Hmm? [Oh, for a second there she was close to softing through her thoughts again.] Ah, yes. I...I suppose, I've only known you as Ryuu. Not, TRIGGER's Ryuunosuke. [If there was a difference. Was there a difference?]
[ with the items offloaded, ryuu goes to take a seat in one of the sitting chairs, leaning forward and resting his arms on his legs. it's clear he's running through how to say what he wants to while being conversational about something, well... rather wild. ]
They're the same. They're both me. [ a light laugh. ] Though... I wasn't always able to think about it that way.
[ but let him go from the beginning. ]
I'm from the countryside, you know? My dad's a fisherman. A few years ago, his boat broke down. My family started to incur a lot of debts... so that's when I decided to enter a regional search to become an idol. Of course, I wasn't even sure if someone like me was cut out for it.
[She sits, patiently, seeing how he's quiet and...tense? Is he tense? She's not sure, it's almost like he wants to be very careful.]
Mmm... [A persona for the public is more common than one would think, and she would understand it. She has to put a more confident appearance herself, for work. She got used it, in a way, but sometimes she just wants to fall back to how she is.] I see...
[She wanted to say more, but it seems like at first, he has a story. So she stays silent, to hear the context of how all of this happened. Her chest tightens, upset at how Ryuu's family was met with misfortune, and that Ryuu, taking his chances to make some big money, decided to become an idol.]
Ryuu... [Her brows knit, she reaches out to take his hand.] So your chance came. To help your father.
That was it! I was completely stiff with nervousness, a lot of the time... it's really a wonder I managed at all! But the President and our manager believed in me. Gaku and Tenn too.
[ ryuu had only heard anesagi put it into words so many years later, that he'd been chosen because TRIGGER needed a solid foundation. that his warm nature balanced out tenn and gaku's cold auras. he'd been a diamond in the rough. ]
From then on, I was given an image. TRIGGER's "wild and sexy" Ryuunosuke Tsunashi... I couldn't believe it. [ he chuckles again. ] Everything about me on TV seemed like another life. I wasn't allowed to attract negative attention by mentioning my father's debts... so they involved my stepdad in my work, using his wealth as a hotel magnate to boost my image. I became known as a socialite, and a playboy, even though I'm neither.
I had always thought you just...fell into place. Gaku and Tenn seem to adore you, so to think you had all of these worries.
[Now she's mad at herself for not knowing, since this is something she wished he shared if only so that she could help him better here. He's better now, he sings so wonderfully. His posters and poses, they're dripping with seduction that it took her by surprise. She wouldn't have thought that he was struggling.
It pains her. It pains her more to think they kept him silent, and painted a whole new picture for him. Ryuu was one of the warmest people she knew. He had so much love to give, that something like him being on stage was a way to shine that light on many others. He, a simple country boy, now a socialite because of a different father.
She frowns deeply.]
I have heard of how a narrative is created for those who strive for fame. And yet, this is the one they gave you?
It had to seem that way, for the success of the group. From the moment I met Gaku and Tenn, I knew I wanted to be worthy of standing beside them, even though I wasn't flawless, or a professional like them.
[ not to mention, compared to kids like IDOLiSH7, they were managed strictly - they were prestigious. they were put on a pedestal, and placed in a glass case. they were told to lead as kings do. ]
I worked for a long, long time. Wondering if I wasn't lying to my fans, putting forth the image that I did... wondering if my existence wasn't just a source of entertainment, rather than something that belonged to me.
[ from many people, it might sounds like a sad thing to recount. but ryuu is resilient and proud. ]
But even if I was embarrassed, or shy, even when I struggled, I got around to liking my role. I challenged myself, time and time again. My as myself, and me with TRIGGER - they're the same. I realized that it didn't affect my songs, or my dancing. I didn't sing to be loved, I sang for TRIGGER to be loved... I wanted to convey that with everything that I had, that the fans' feeling should go beyond just what they think about me.
[He love so much, for him to smile like that when she said that.]
Ryuu... [He did it just for them. Made these sacrifices and trained so hard. And here she knows, he had zero self-worth when it came to standing beside Gaku and Tenn, until after all. Why does that sound so familiar? Ah, because she is like that. She, so self-critical.]
Are you a socialite? You love TRIGGER so much you're willing to be that man? And is that why you now do--...?
[She gestures behind them to the cut out facing away. He is soft, but he drips with honey. She was listening to him so seriously that she concentrated only on him. But once she asked this? Her cheeks start to colour, she starts to tense, and she tries to keep her eyes forward. He had always been incredibly attractive. And to be something you're not, that takes talent. For one to act. Sure, hard work helped, but it helped finetune it.
Perhaps she had been assuming this all wrong. Ryuu was not just kind and wholesome. There are some things you can't just fake it without it being obvious. He already is sexy.]
I'm not a socialite. [ whereas his voice had been brimming with passion, it now mellows, though it's no less fond for having to admit such a thing. he even chuckles. ] Or a playboy... people have gotten to know me as I am with my friends and family here. I treasure it.
[ following her gesture to the cut out, ryuu actually becomes less tense. ]
But I want everyone to know that honest side of me too. I don't know if I'm really suited to the work still, but it's part of what I do as a member of TRIGGER. It's...
[ his fingers flex, determined. ]
It's an important time for us back home. I want to continue, no matter what.
Ryuu, a rich socialite and a playboy...[She clears her throat as she imagines it. Once, she would've thought it hilarious, but then he was able to portray one so well it brings a blush to her cheeks. Good heavens. No wonder he said he has done villain roles before.] A-anyway. I'm glad that you were able to relax here, at least.
[She scratches her cheeks, before she shuffles closer. And then holds out her hand.]
Ryuu, you are doing this for TRIGGER, and in the end, it is your own decision. While we're here, howeve, is there a kind of idol you want to present yourself as? [Even just hypothetically. She's curious.]
Do not worry about not suiting the work. I...um. [One hand pushes her hair behind her ear.] Was a little in shock when I saw, but my heart beats wildly! That...that is what you wanted from your fans, no?
[ never let it be said that ryuu doesn't face down challenges with everything that he's worth. the weight of his image, the expectations of his fans, his own anxieties and shortcomings. against all odds he's come out on the other side of the fires as diamonds do. ]
That is what I want my fans to experience... maybe not out of shock, though!
[ his smile remains, and he reaches to accept her hand. ]
Our manager, Anesagi, told me this once. Idols sing with their hearts. If your heart is hurt or weak, it changes the sound of your voice. More than that, it changes the air around you. She had faith in me, that my heart wouldn't break. No matter what I felt like, I always found myself singing truthfully.
I like myself as I am. TRIGGER wouldn't be what it is without the three of us exactly how we are, too.
[ his gaze lifts, apologetic around the fondness. ]
Sorry... that I didn't tell you about all this sooner.
[He wants them to all die, that's it then! Die because they exploded from his gap eroi. She's calmer now, at least, not about to destroy anything from the realisation that Ryuu is not just attractive, but a bit too attractive that she's wondering what kind of god blessed him and what's the catch.]
Oh, they'd certainly be experiencing that. I can guarantee it. [Because she also ran here after finding herself in some kind of fan battle. And a blur, where she ended up with too many items. Hmm.
Still, she squeezes his hand warmly. Ryuu, in the end, is still Ryuu. He just has hopes and dreams like everyone else, and he utilises his talents to the best of his ability.
She clasps her hands around his, before she stands to move in front of him. And shakes her head.]
What is there to apologise, about, Ryuu? You only told me more of yourself for me to learn. All I know is that, you're not just one of the nicest people I have ever met, but you're talented too. I know I am not the most easiest of people to deal with when I get flustered. [Translation: Tsundere.] You managed to calm me down and explain everything when you did not have to. I'll support you with all I can, and you simply need to be yourself around me.
[ the catch is that mosttimes, he has one brain cell. and hell if he knows where it is. ]
I feel as though it's my responsibility, you know? It's not like home. There are things I can explain here to keep anyone from finding out so suddenly, like you did. [ his grip tightens thoughtfully. he's got u, tsuntsun. ] It was so much like home though, that I might've gotten carried away and forgot I can do that now...
[ with a glance towards the ominously-shaped cut out, his brows furrow. ]
And you've supported me a lot already...! You even bought mens' underwear...
[Oh my god, no wonder she has to wear it around her neck to protect it.]
It's not meant to be your responsibility. I mean...yes, I may have overreacted. [Thank you Ryuu, please control this tsuntsun before she explodes.] Aha...I mean, it is a little like home, and you're also taking the entertainment industry by storm! Just like home?
[She turns to the cut-out...and she sinks a little forward, with a long whining noise escaping the back of her throat.]
I can't believe I bought mens' underwear and I don't even need it! Ryuu, is it in your size? N-not that I should be...asking for your size.
[ what a cute noise honestly... he feels a little bad but also. it's so endearing. with a light slip of his fingers from hers, he reaches up to drop a hand into her hair, mussing it fondly. ]
Merch lines are dangerous! Before you know it, things end up this way... [ of course, he's gotten better at the mutual flustering, but he's not immune. stiffening, his cheeks flare. ] I, It's okay! I don't think it's that strange, all things considered... ah -
[He's cuter with his reaction of mussing up her hair!! She's still whining but she can't help but lift her head to receive his headpats. Since they feel nice. That that she would say that out loud, but shh.[
Y-you have a lot of merchandise, a-already as well! What a strong presence you have and...a-ah...
[As soon as he blushes, she does so even harder and...oh, so it should be fine...to ask for his size.] I-I suppose I'll have to learn eventually in order to make your outfits b-but...
I, I'd be happy to! You're right about needing my sizes anyway, and you can't go without after all -
[ well, you can, but he doesn't typically, so it's fine!! brand name skivvies accepted! falling silent, he seems to consider something else at length. ]
Um... do you want me to try and return those for you? [ he gestures at the jewelry. ] I know they couldn't have been inexpensive!
[ and he'd feel horrible if someone got swindled into something with his name on it?! ]
A-ay, yes! I mean, i-it's...well, I will have to measure you one day for accuracy, but anyway!
[She clears her throat again. Takes a deep breath. Is her face still red? It's still red. It's so red because she doesn't even have to imagine him in the brand name underoos considering his advertisement was everywhere.
Although, as red as she is, she blinks at his comment, and lifts a hand to gently touch them, first the necklace, then the earrings.]
Hmm... [Considering she doesn't remember how she fought for them too.] They were not. But...I think I will keep these. As a souvenir. To your success, that you managed to advertise something so expensive that it would end up on my person, and without my recollection. [IT WAS A BLUR.]
I may not look it but I've gotten really good at standing still for measurements!! It used to tickle and I'd get embarrassed easily, so...
[ he feels bad if he's the only one with a red face?! he has to spill the tea on himself!
but that aside, the fact that she needs a moment to think about it, the motions she makes to really weigh the trinkets - he can't help but feel a little warm. sure, endorsements are about money in the end, but it doesn't mean he can't have pride in it. it would be an insult to sen's belief in him to question it too, wouldn't it? ]
In that case, ah... can I just say it looks good on you, then?
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luckily, the source announces itself in enough time for him to... well, be more worried, actually. reaching his door, he flings it open. ]
Sen!! What -
[ a very still pause. ]
What is all this?!
[ m-merch...? ]
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Ryuu, thank goodness!
[Except, he looks worried. And confused. Worfused.
She can't remember. She can't remember how she got all of this merch, with a cut out that now she's noticed, is cut to size because it's just as big as he is and she's actually sure some of these items are way out of anyone's budget.
And yet.]
Ryuu! I-it's...ah...! Well, I do not remember how I ended up with all of these items! But I do know that it involves this advertisement!
[She holds up her phone (after juggling with the case of beer) to show him The Picture. Actually, she made it a video, it was dripping.]
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only when she's safely inside does ryuu try to pluck some of the items from her arms to alleviate her burden. except by doing that, trying to keep one ear on her answer to his question, he's realizing... it's not just any merch.
it's his merch.
which really, he should have figured out when she nearly knocked him on his ass with his own cardboard cut out, but he was more focused on her wellbeing, okay. ]
W-Wait, these are all - ah?
[ his attention zeroes in on her phone.
and his own lewd face. ]
...my new ad!
[ yes, he knew.
but did he know. ]
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She thanks him each time he takes each of his merchandise, having quite registered it in her own mind that this was already really weird for her to have that much in the first place.]
Y-yes. I don't know how they ended up in my arms, but I could not leave them! They're all your items. Anyway!
[HIS AD.]
Y-your new advertisement! I thought that I should seek it out, and then...I saw it. With. You. Ah.
[She starts to burn up. See his cute face in his icon? That was not his cute face in his ad. His ad had so much horny energy. It was like as she heard the young folk say on the internet. "Horny on Main". Actually, she might not be using this correctly. Good thing it's just in her mind.]
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leaning up again with a matching armful of items, ryuu has to hit pause to judge himself on his own lack of foresight here.
of course anyone would be alarmed to see that so suddenly! he's got this all backwards now! ]
- aah, I messed up. Um, Sen! [ A SUDDEN AND VERY SWIFT BOW. ] Sorry about this... here, let's sit down. I think I should explain a few things.
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Still, what a pair they are here. Carrying all of his merch. And now she's beginning to fret on the spot. WHY IS HE APOLOGETICALLY BOWING.
Deities, she really does need to sit down.]
W-why are you apologising? There isn't anything to apologise for? [Sexiness is often impressive, where she's from. She can't think of herself nearly as dripping with it like him.] B-but yes, I think...I'm missing a few bits and pieces here. Please, lead away.
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[ his has a big armspan, so he can handle most everything she's got a bit more comfortably. with items in hand, he motions to his living area - there's the couch and two sitting chairs. trying to calm his sputtering heart at the suddenness of everything rushing to hit him square in the face in a way he didn't anticipate, he goes to set the items down. drinks on the counter, the rest of it deposited safely on the foyer table, the cardboard cut-out...
well, he'll stand it up nicely, but face it away, because it's weird trying to have a serious talk with it watching... he's gentle, because she obviously went through some trouble getting these, so maybe she still wants them?!
with that done, he clears his throat. ]
I told you what I do, but I don't think I was ever really clear about how I did it... or rather - I suppose it's important to discuss my image.
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[For the help. For being patient with her after her initial freak out. For everything. She follows him, can hear her heart hammering way in her chest that it echoes in her mind, but she tries not to let it show on her face. Except, it shows on her face, because that is something she simply cannot control.
There was just so much, and she only clears her throat when he faces the cut-out, the other way. Truly, a good idea. Because here he is looking soft, and that there was not. Still, she's claimed these items, so she will keep them as mementos of him. Besides, the jewellery was rather nice. And expensive. It feels heavy on her earlobes.
She settles on the couch, smoothing down her clothes to ease her nerves as she waits for him to return.]
Hmm? [Oh, for a second there she was close to softing through her thoughts again.] Ah, yes. I...I suppose, I've only known you as Ryuu. Not, TRIGGER's Ryuunosuke. [If there was a difference. Was there a difference?]
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They're the same. They're both me. [ a light laugh. ] Though... I wasn't always able to think about it that way.
[ but let him go from the beginning. ]
I'm from the countryside, you know? My dad's a fisherman. A few years ago, his boat broke down. My family started to incur a lot of debts... so that's when I decided to enter a regional search to become an idol. Of course, I wasn't even sure if someone like me was cut out for it.
But I got scouted by Yaotome Productions.
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Mmm... [A persona for the public is more common than one would think, and she would understand it. She has to put a more confident appearance herself, for work. She got used it, in a way, but sometimes she just wants to fall back to how she is.] I see...
[She wanted to say more, but it seems like at first, he has a story. So she stays silent, to hear the context of how all of this happened. Her chest tightens, upset at how Ryuu's family was met with misfortune, and that Ryuu, taking his chances to make some big money, decided to become an idol.]
Ryuu... [Her brows knit, she reaches out to take his hand.] So your chance came. To help your father.
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[ ryuu had only heard anesagi put it into words so many years later, that he'd been chosen because TRIGGER needed a solid foundation. that his warm nature balanced out tenn and gaku's cold auras. he'd been a diamond in the rough. ]
From then on, I was given an image. TRIGGER's "wild and sexy" Ryuunosuke Tsunashi... I couldn't believe it. [ he chuckles again. ] Everything about me on TV seemed like another life. I wasn't allowed to attract negative attention by mentioning my father's debts... so they involved my stepdad in my work, using his wealth as a hotel magnate to boost my image. I became known as a socialite, and a playboy, even though I'm neither.
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[Now she's mad at herself for not knowing, since this is something she wished he shared if only so that she could help him better here. He's better now, he sings so wonderfully. His posters and poses, they're dripping with seduction that it took her by surprise. She wouldn't have thought that he was struggling.
It pains her. It pains her more to think they kept him silent, and painted a whole new picture for him. Ryuu was one of the warmest people she knew. He had so much love to give, that something like him being on stage was a way to shine that light on many others. He, a simple country boy, now a socialite because of a different father.
She frowns deeply.]
I have heard of how a narrative is created for those who strive for fame. And yet, this is the one they gave you?
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It had to seem that way, for the success of the group. From the moment I met Gaku and Tenn, I knew I wanted to be worthy of standing beside them, even though I wasn't flawless, or a professional like them.
[ not to mention, compared to kids like IDOLiSH7, they were managed strictly - they were prestigious. they were put on a pedestal, and placed in a glass case. they were told to lead as kings do. ]
I worked for a long, long time. Wondering if I wasn't lying to my fans, putting forth the image that I did... wondering if my existence wasn't just a source of entertainment, rather than something that belonged to me.
[ from many people, it might sounds like a sad thing to recount. but ryuu is resilient and proud. ]
But even if I was embarrassed, or shy, even when I struggled, I got around to liking my role. I challenged myself, time and time again. My as myself, and me with TRIGGER - they're the same. I realized that it didn't affect my songs, or my dancing. I didn't sing to be loved, I sang for TRIGGER to be loved... I wanted to convey that with everything that I had, that the fans' feeling should go beyond just what they think about me.
I am who I am because I love TRIGGER.
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Ryuu... [He did it just for them. Made these sacrifices and trained so hard. And here she knows, he had zero self-worth when it came to standing beside Gaku and Tenn, until after all. Why does that sound so familiar? Ah, because she is like that. She, so self-critical.]
Are you a socialite? You love TRIGGER so much you're willing to be that man? And is that why you now do--...?
[She gestures behind them to the cut out facing away. He is soft, but he drips with honey. She was listening to him so seriously that she concentrated only on him. But once she asked this? Her cheeks start to colour, she starts to tense, and she tries to keep her eyes forward. He had always been incredibly attractive. And to be something you're not, that takes talent. For one to act. Sure, hard work helped, but it helped finetune it.
Perhaps she had been assuming this all wrong. Ryuu was not just kind and wholesome. There are some things you can't just fake it without it being obvious. He already is sexy.]
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[ following her gesture to the cut out, ryuu actually becomes less tense. ]
But I want everyone to know that honest side of me too. I don't know if I'm really suited to the work still, but it's part of what I do as a member of TRIGGER. It's...
[ his fingers flex, determined. ]
It's an important time for us back home. I want to continue, no matter what.
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[She scratches her cheeks, before she shuffles closer. And then holds out her hand.]
Ryuu, you are doing this for TRIGGER, and in the end, it is your own decision. While we're here, howeve, is there a kind of idol you want to present yourself as? [Even just hypothetically. She's curious.]
Do not worry about not suiting the work. I...um. [One hand pushes her hair behind her ear.] Was a little in shock when I saw, but my heart beats wildly! That...that is what you wanted from your fans, no?
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That is what I want my fans to experience... maybe not out of shock, though!
[ his smile remains, and he reaches to accept her hand. ]
Our manager, Anesagi, told me this once. Idols sing with their hearts. If your heart is hurt or weak, it changes the sound of your voice. More than that, it changes the air around you. She had faith in me, that my heart wouldn't break. No matter what I felt like, I always found myself singing truthfully.
I like myself as I am. TRIGGER wouldn't be what it is without the three of us exactly how we are, too.
[ his gaze lifts, apologetic around the fondness. ]
Sorry... that I didn't tell you about all this sooner.
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Oh, they'd certainly be experiencing that. I can guarantee it. [Because she also ran here after finding herself in some kind of fan battle. And a blur, where she ended up with too many items. Hmm.
Still, she squeezes his hand warmly. Ryuu, in the end, is still Ryuu. He just has hopes and dreams like everyone else, and he utilises his talents to the best of his ability.
She clasps her hands around his, before she stands to move in front of him. And shakes her head.]
What is there to apologise, about, Ryuu? You only told me more of yourself for me to learn. All I know is that, you're not just one of the nicest people I have ever met, but you're talented too. I know I am not the most easiest of people to deal with when I get flustered. [Translation: Tsundere.] You managed to calm me down and explain everything when you did not have to. I'll support you with all I can, and you simply need to be yourself around me.
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I feel as though it's my responsibility, you know? It's not like home. There are things I can explain here to keep anyone from finding out so suddenly, like you did. [ his grip tightens thoughtfully. he's got u, tsuntsun. ] It was so much like home though, that I might've gotten carried away and forgot I can do that now...
[ with a glance towards the ominously-shaped cut out, his brows furrow. ]
And you've supported me a lot already...! You even bought mens' underwear...
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It's not meant to be your responsibility. I mean...yes, I may have overreacted. [Thank you Ryuu, please control this tsuntsun before she explodes.] Aha...I mean, it is a little like home, and you're also taking the entertainment industry by storm! Just like home?
[She turns to the cut-out...and she sinks a little forward, with a long whining noise escaping the back of her throat.]
I can't believe I bought mens' underwear and I don't even need it! Ryuu, is it in your size? N-not that I should be...asking for your size.
[SHE'S SO EMBARRASSED SHE WANTS TO DROWN.]
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Merch lines are dangerous! Before you know it, things end up this way... [ of course, he's gotten better at the mutual flustering, but he's not immune. stiffening, his cheeks flare. ] I, It's okay! I don't think it's that strange, all things considered... ah -
I wouldn't want them to to go to waste, besides!
[ THEY'RE BRAND NAME SKIVVIES... ]
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Y-you have a lot of merchandise, a-already as well! What a strong presence you have and...a-ah...
[As soon as he blushes, she does so even harder and...oh, so it should be fine...to ask for his size.] I-I suppose I'll have to learn eventually in order to make your outfits b-but...
[THEY'RE BRAND NAME SKIVVIES...]
S-so long as they fit, please, keep them.
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[ well, you can, but he doesn't typically, so it's fine!! brand name skivvies accepted! falling silent, he seems to consider something else at length. ]
Um... do you want me to try and return those for you? [ he gestures at the jewelry. ] I know they couldn't have been inexpensive!
[ and he'd feel horrible if someone got swindled into something with his name on it?! ]
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[She clears her throat again. Takes a deep breath. Is her face still red? It's still red. It's so red because she doesn't even have to imagine him in the brand name underoos considering his advertisement was everywhere.
Although, as red as she is, she blinks at his comment, and lifts a hand to gently touch them, first the necklace, then the earrings.]
Hmm... [Considering she doesn't remember how she fought for them too.] They were not. But...I think I will keep these. As a souvenir. To your success, that you managed to advertise something so expensive that it would end up on my person, and without my recollection. [IT WAS A BLUR.]
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[ he feels bad if he's the only one with a red face?! he has to spill the tea on himself!
but that aside, the fact that she needs a moment to think about it, the motions she makes to really weigh the trinkets - he can't help but feel a little warm. sure, endorsements are about money in the end, but it doesn't mean he can't have pride in it. it would be an insult to sen's belief in him to question it too, wouldn't it? ]
In that case, ah... can I just say it looks good on you, then?
[ he squeezes his armful of things. ]
Thank you, for supporting me this far.
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