[ No, that's about what he was actually expecting. There are many question Kaito has about this blond, but he's going to leave most of them unasked in favor of... ]
(and here's a tiny blonde sitting at a table. not sickly as he had been once, plumper cheeks, no bags under his eyes, long blonde hair, and while still petite, there's meat in those bones now. at the yell, he just covers his ears dramatically, closing hollow eyes on reflex.)
Holy fuck, you're so fucking loud. The fuck's your problem? And it's Sano-san or Mikey-san to you.
[ A glint of something flashes across gold pools when he hears Mikey's voice and whirls around to face him. ]
It's my girlfriend's influence rubbing off on me.
[ A beat. He slinks over all cat-like towards the table. ] Damn, you put on some weight. Or rather, you look like a toothpick as your older self.
[ Though it might seem he's about to yeet the bag at Mikey, he takes his time carefully unwrapping a small box containing a painstakingly constructed strawberry daifuku. ]
You were quite gaunt. [ He isn't going to bring up the physical signs of drug use. It's not as if he'd noticed on their first encounter anyway.
Besides...
The way he digs into the snack is comforting enough for Kaito to settle his attention on other things. ]
So you remember nothing from your future? Or uh, present? Hm...
[ It's probably nothing like the phenomena he's experienced before, then. Flashes of memories that shouldn't belong to him. Images of storms and the seafloor. A song... ]
(mouth full, too late to answer as he sticks another mochi in it. a little sweet hurricane, there's red bean paste even on the tip of his nose, but he hasn't eaten today. busy. toman being here means one thing - he's failed. he's failed to keep them all safe and alive, and he has to make up for it.
work. get everyone a roof under their heads. worry about himself later.)
Very little. Some things I remember more, some I remember less, some not at all. It's almost like waking up with a really bad hangover.
2/2
You either hurt or murdered someone. Possibly both.
Are you seriously telling me that you... age regressed? Became younger? What other kinds of fucking magic does this place have hiding...
Do you at least remember Hibiki? Or have you met her since you... got younger? You two are friends. I'm her boyfriend.
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... ok
(word kaito)
fuck it if i know.
of course i met hibi-- ah.
you better be taking good care of her. or ill kick your ass back into life
(LIKE HE WASN'T THE ONE WHO GOT THEM TOGETHER IN THE FIRST PLACE.)
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I know you will.
You're the one who pushed us together.
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i don't know what kind of standards my older self had and hibiki is too precious to me to be with a STRANGER!!!!!!!!
meet me.
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[ Hibiki's the most important person I've got, he doesn't add. ]
Where do you wanna meet?
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so you just look stupid with that comeback loser
meet me at the cafe at the entrance of mirth
bring money so you can buy me with sweet stuff
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I'm also not buying you shit. Gotta save money for this house I'm building.
Do you like mochi? I made some last night.
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... daifuku.
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You think I run a fuckin' parfait stand?
Okay, daifuku it'll be.
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did i lose my touch as an old man
great. im waiting
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[ A beat. Kaito walks out of an alley next to the entrance of said cafe. He's holding a brown paper bag in one hand.
Rather than properly suss out the blond's aura, he simply calls out into the street: ]
Where the FUCK is Manjiro Sano???
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Holy fuck, you're so fucking loud. The fuck's your problem? And it's Sano-san or Mikey-san to you.
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It's my girlfriend's influence rubbing off on me.
[ A beat. He slinks over all cat-like towards the table. ] Damn, you put on some weight. Or rather, you look like a toothpick as your older self.
[ Though it might seem he's about to yeet the bag at Mikey, he takes his time carefully unwrapping a small box containing a painstakingly constructed strawberry daifuku. ]
Here you go, add onto the bulk.
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... I don't remember how I looked. I just know my hair was shorter, because it felt strange to have so much all of a sudden.
(but he can make a guess. silco's told him as much - if he's done drugs with that old man, most likely he did them alone, too.
his eyes squint, before he takes the treat, inspects it-- stuffs it into his mouth. immediately.)
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Besides...
The way he digs into the snack is comforting enough for Kaito to settle his attention on other things. ]
So you remember nothing from your future? Or uh, present? Hm...
[ It's probably nothing like the phenomena he's experienced before, then. Flashes of memories that shouldn't belong to him. Images of storms and the seafloor. A song... ]
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work. get everyone a roof under their heads. worry about himself later.)
Very little. Some things I remember more, some I remember less, some not at all. It's almost like waking up with a really bad hangover.