I try to be a polite person. But wow! That’s incredible! Madam Tenkohime has never spent so much intimate time with a Lost Soul before.
[He might be jumping to conclusions about what they spent the 24 hours doing… but what else could they have been doing? In the Mizukume’s luxury private rooms??? With nothing else sent for other than Owen’s maybe incredibly talented body (as speculated by the Mizukume’s work groupchats)??????
Admittedly Owen could just be a brilliant scholar of traditional yokai arts and they just talked the whole time, but that’s also kind of intimate. Spiritual or intellectual intimacy is also spicy.]
I’m at a loss for words... I want to know how you captured her attention for so long but that is absolutely a breach of privacy. Don’t tell me! But is it okay if I tell my coworkers at the Mizukume you really were there the whole night?
[A better person would probably try to gently correct Yizhi’s assumptions while keeping to Tenkohime’s request to not tell anyone about his resurrection magic…
Unfortunately, Owen.]
you can tell them whatever you want.
do you want to know what we were really doing all night?
[Intriguing…. Yizhi isn’t sure it’s sex anymore, but he’s not sure it’s not sex either. Where he comes from, fucking/getting fucked by your beautiful lady boss who you are not married to is also something you want to keep secret from the masses.]
I think I have room to know you better. But for those who do know you well, I guess we should make a convincing lie so they don’t figure it out.
un: skewer | text; like the night after faction mingles
[Holy shit, is he drunk? Is he being drunk texted right now? That's hilarious.]
i don't know what dango is, so i'm not sure i want to go get some with you or not. food is a pretty broad term, after all. what if it's something i'll hate?
but if you ask nicely, i could come keep you company.
[HE DOESN’T KNOW WHAT “RICE” IS, EITHER, OTEGINE.]
balls in your mouth… do you suck on them or chew them?
[sighs……………]
i like sweet things. things sweet enough to rot your teeth and turn your insides black with all the sugar festering inside you. i’m sure you can find something like that.
i’m sure there’s also plenty of people who would be willing to keep you company right now, but i’m so touched you thought of me first. i didn’t realize i had made such an… impact.
you can get sweet dango but I don t think theyre that sweet
still kind of wan hm thoug
wan hem
damnsn
[A jostle, as audio is turned on.]
Hate this thing. Can you even hear me, uh--
[The actual slur is his words is very, very mild, but it does sound like he's at least moderately buzzed.]
It's not like I'm popular. Told you. 'M not good at much of anything. [There's the clank of ceramic against wood, a glass being filled.] If you'd rather not, jus' say so.
What time is it? ...It's time for a pop quiz you say? Correct! You have one day to answer so good luck.
The inequality |x − 2| < 6 can be expressed in the form a < x < b where a = ____ and b = ____ .
[ A certain terrorist has been assigned homework that he's outsourcing on this day. So how'd Gogol get this number? Let's just say it's a bad day to be a fellow Tamamo. Questionanswers here because I'm not going to make you do real math unless you want to. ]
[Glad Yizhi is considerate of the bottoms getting pegged in the world.]
i don’t think any of them would be convinced with tales of my sexual prowess. intimacy with women isn’t exactly something i indulge in often, at least not if i’m the man in the equation.
You were very concerned about my suffering, if I recall correctly… And it’s not like you need to apologize for “the thing with the mouth”, anyways.
[Hehehe.]
But, where are you, exactly? I can come meet you.
[Is he trying to avoid Otegine figuring out where he lives? Maybe a little bit, though he’s not sure why. He just has to keep his space private and unknown.]
'T just worried me, alright?? I didn't mean... [Damn it. He cuts off with an exhale, audibly frustrated, though it's hard to pinpoint who it's directed at.
(It's himself, surprising no one.)
He takes a few seconds to chew on it, grumpy as he is, but the audio will jostle again, Otegine's audio a little more muffled as he talks to someone away from the phone. ]
I'll be right back. -- No, no, just the front. Jus' checking something. [A moment passes, before the brunette lets out a long-suffering sigh.] Uhhh. Right. Hold on, sorry, had to, uh... had t' double check.
[He'll clumsily share the address, which puts it right near a firm Tamomo area of business, though still technically owned by the Alliance. He wasn't in the mood for karaoke in the slightest right this second, anyway.]
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