>>5719665>you like him, don’t you?She’s hopelessly lovestruck and doesn’t know how to express this properly. Nara didn’t have much to say when I gave my advice on this matter.
‘Let’s talk about this more on our second break, alright?’
“Mhm.”
Before the break ended, we talked to the rest of the band about her reasoning for nearly being late. They didn’t have many questions to ask.
The second act is where I and Nara are at the forefront.
To accomplish severance, the child and his retainer requires three objects. A sword locked away in an old monastery, a flower in the valley of monkeys, and a fragrant stone from a seaside village.
While battle sequences demand the intensity the lute and drums, the eerie Insmasu requires something slower. As they begin to piece together what caused the downfall of the village, my low pitched melody looms over them. As soon as the two gets spotted by the human and fish amalgamations, a piercing tune from Nara jolts the audience. Still gets them every time. And people say the later half of the second act was boring.
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I was going to recommend bars and teahouses they could visit, but that wasn’t necessary - Nara already complied a list of ones which he frequents.
“… rice wine seems to be his favorite. He drinks four cups on average. His snacks of choice is fried chicken skin.”
I suppose I should’ve expected this level of thoroughness - I have heard before Lady Rin was a librarian, she used to be a private investigator. Nara must’ve picked up a thing or two from her mother.
“Do you think.. ah… buying him a jar of Moonsilk is a good option?”
She’s coming off a little too strong. Jars are generally for already established couples.
‘Err, no. You should probably start off with something a bit smaller. A bowl is a good starting point.’
“I.. I see. Ah.. yes. I.. I see!”
“Do.. do you think I could.. do the pour-him-a-cup-and-feed-it-to-him thing!?”