[First day in court and the energetic girl dressed oddly like a liberal arts student is exploring. Except she spots a familiar face down one street and not one to ever halt her general impulses, she trails him immediately. It takes less than three minutes to confirm who it is and less than thirty seconds after that before a girl is hurdling herself at Kida's back, arms outstretched to wrap around his neck and press him in an overly enthusiastic tackle of a hug. Assuming she gets that far.]
[For almost half a year since the Yellow Scarves incident life had been relatively peaceful. School was the same and her friends were the same but now that May was approaching Anri noticed something off about Kida. It wasn't something she could entirely put her finger on; it was just a feeling. He was restless, and irritable though not in a way anyone else would notice. But Anri did, because she watched quietly, all the faces he made when he thought no one was looking, when he was watching Mikado.]
[For a while she thought maybe it was the weather, or something that would pass, but the closer May got the more agitated Kida seemed. She wasn't imagining it. She had her children watch him too, and they reported that his movements were strange and hard to track sometimes. So after school one day, while Mikado was fulfilling one of their class rep duties, she bowed out and found Kida and called out to him. Fidgeting and looking down for a moment, before lifting her head with determination, she spoke in a voice both soft and set in purpose. It might have looked like the beginning of a confession.]
[One of the great things about the life he's had is that he could probably kill most ordinary people before they could jump on him. Fortunately he's a nice guy and puts an even greater effort into suppressing those reflexes most of the time, so instead of doing anything scary, he simply leans forward and looks startled at that tackle.
Should he greet her? Should he even know her, this time? She apparently knows him, so he supposes--]
H-Hey there. [I wonder if you're from a timeline where I tried to be polite. Eeeh, those were rare. Let's assume I talked to girls familiarly like usual.] Mairu-chan. When did you get here?
[She drapes on him like she belongs there, apparently content and familiar with this.]
Just now! Today! This second! What's with the cold answer senpai? Ah, is it possible you snuck off here to have a lovey dovey retreat with Ange-nee and left me behind? I won't allow it! I found you! I followed! So it's "tag you're it" no tag backs. I'll sweep Ange-nee off her feet before you can!
[And she rests her chin on his shoulder, happy with her indecipherable rambles.]
["Can we talk" could be the beginning of a really great conversation or a really bad one. With Anri, the chances of an extreme are, of course tripled -- she's one of the important ones. Someone he knows very well, but more importantly, someone who also knows him well. Despite how much he's changed over all the repetition, he's still essentially the same person, and he still puts on the same face, and Anri is, every time, someone with surprisingly good intuition.
Still, he's not going to let her see that he's worried. It doesn't matter what she sees or senses. He's become a better liar over time, and a timeline in which he cracks now probably isn't one in which he'll win. So he just smiles bright and cheery at her, pushing away from the wall where he was waiting for them and waving.]
A serious talk with Anri-chan, huh? Could it be it's finally time for the blossom of my youthful heart to bloom?
[It's a rooftop across from Tokyu Hands. What a cliche setting. Rather, Aoba's kind of enjoying it. It's the same place the Black Rider was seen all this times. Well, one time, every time the same time or different. He used to only watch it on the news or youtube footage of people's cellphones, but lately he's taken to appearing in person to see the event. Though it doesn't always happen like that. So one can't say it's an entirely predictable occurrence each time the world resets.]
[Still it's the same rooftop. It's a fairly handy, unused place, where he can see anyone approaching and no one can casually listen in. So even if it is cliche, it's not just for show. It's been several timelines since he "woke up" and lately he's pretty sure Kida Masaomi has been kind of suspicious of him. Well that's alright, he's been suspicious of Kida for longer than he's been aware of the repeating time. It's really long overdue they had a chat. Especially when Kida's done rude things like kill him in middle school before. Not that it ever helped.]
[So he sits on the edge of the roof, heedless of the sheer drop, and swings his legs as he plays with his cell phone. And then when the person he's invited up here arrives, he looks up with a smile, all bright and admiring like he plays in school.]
Senpai! I'm really glad you could make it, I'm sorry it's such short notice.
Who's "Ange-nee"? Was that bastard hiding another sibling all the time or something?
[He doesn't mind the draping. It's easy to tune it out -- he can tune out most things these days, and he's a cuddly person himself to begin with. But it's unfamiliar, so he does twist around to try and get a look at her face.]
You've gotta give a guy an explanation before you start in on the accusations! My reputation is at stake and I don't even get to meet her first?
[His words were the same kind of teasing as ever. And she felt conflicted for a moment... Maybe she was wrong or it just wasn't her business but he was her friend, and they had all talked about much more personal things. If there was something he needed help with, she wanted to be able to help him. With that in mind she glanced at him with a somewhat complicated expression.]
Um... I told Ryuugamine-kun I was going home early. So... Can we go someplace quiet?
[He drapes an arm over her shoulder when he gets close. One thing he's learned with time is that there's no point in holding back with people he cares about. There aren't many of them, and they're fleeting, and in the end he can't guarantee he'll be able to save them even when he wins, so he tries to get in all the affection he wants where he can.]
[She's used to this, even if she still doesn't know how to react to closeness, it's something she has come to accept as part of "Kida Masaomi" and so she walks along with him this way.]
[In the end places to talk easily aren't that common, so she settles on a karaoke place. Once their drinks arrive no one will bother them until the time is up, and so she sits clutching a cold soda and staring pensively at the ice while the karaoke machine screen plays something silent and random waiting for a music selection that won't come. They're here to talk not sing, and she decides she should probably just ask.]
Lately... Has something been wrong? I don't think Ryuugamine-kun has noticed but to me it seems like Kida-kun has been struggling with something. If that's the case, even if I am intruding, I want to help.
[She pauses, after saying so may words, and ducks her head.]
There's only one person Kida loathes more than Kuronuma Aoba, and that one isn't even worth mentioning. Not even the kid's piece of shit brother makes his blood boil the same way. But it's not fair to do something like that right now, and it would be too obvious.
Besides that, he'd really like to know what's going on. One timeline, no Kuronuma Aoba appeared at all. And since then, he's consistently arrived way before he should, proceeding to muck things up while Kida is usually in the easier, planning stages of the loop. It's frustrating, and he needs to know why, so instead of giving in to the urge to be nasty, he just smiles right back.]
It's no problem! Anything to help out a cute kouhai.
Ah~ That's the kind of cool response I'd expect from Kida-senpai.
[Aoba taps a few things on his phone and leans forward.]
Always trying to help out, it's really admirable. You set an example anyone should want to follow, I'm really glad I get to observe you as a role-model. Would you mind coaching me a little about something? There's a problem I think only Kida-senpai can solve.
[Ah, so it is like that. Of course, it's to be expected that he can't keep a perfect face up all the time. He's still himself, after all. But telling the truth isn't an option, so he doesn't let the conflict show.]
Don't worry so much, Anri-chan. Any problems I've got are just the problems of a boy surrounded in too many eligible young ladies. And I guess history class is a pain too, but I can't let that get me down too much, right?
If you're having problems with girls, I'm afraid my secret techniques might be too much for a little guy like you! You'll have to stick to your cutsie act to get close to bosoms for now.
[She doesn't know why he'd lie. What could he be hiding that's worse than everything they've revealed about themselves to each other? It hurts a little consider he might not trust her, but even if she still feels it's not entirely her place to interfere in the lives of others, the fact is that Kida and Mikado interfered in her life first. They're the reason she's changed and the reason she now can say she has something she wants to protect. The anxiety in her heart deepens, and she can hear Saika's voice whispering love for the human in front of her, even while she ponders how to respond.]
[Finally she looks up to meet his eyes, determined and frank.]
Please... Don't lie to me, Kida-kun. Even if it's something I can't solve, Ryuugamine-kun taught me that discussing a worry can be a relief too.
[It's that kind of direct stare that he can't take, in a moment like this. Even after a hundred years, he's not strong enough to look her in the eye and say he isn't lying.
But that's not the only way to fake it. He can look down, and look troubled. He can even let his hands curl into fists as tightly as they want to against his knees. He just has to... make it about something else.]
...Sorry. Things are just a little weird at home right now.
Mm, well you see it's more that I'm concerned, I think he has a stalker. So I was wondering if I should tell him directly or confront the person myself.
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