onegai sensei

[shipwrecking]

ha ha ha really funny Hijiri! i'll be over soon so hurry up with that cleaning!

[and yup, this little moron shows up at the door like five minutes later carrying a bag of food. knock knock let her in!!!]

Comments

d00m

[boodhist]

I try to be modest... and I think there's a key difference between us.

[ One of them is still growing. One of them is a pack of kittens short of being a cat lady. ]

b00m

[shipwrecking]

I can only dream of being close to your level, someday.

[reach for the oh wait no wrong character theme.]

b00/\/\ h34d5h0+ (thats how we used to say owned)

[boodhist]

On which level, exactly? I'd say you surpass me in more than a few ways already.

i've been pwned Dx OTL

[shipwrecking]

What're you saying, huh? I'm like... a dinner roll, and you're sliced bread.

[what]

epic win ftw

[boodhist]

I've actually always preferred rolls to bread, if you can believe it.

[ Or... n o t? She has no preference, but she's being cute and friendly?! ]

[shipwrecking]

[o-oh] Really? Well I like... sliced bread... [you. she likes you, sensay!!]

[boodhist]

[ Gentle. Head. Pat. Rub. Rub. ]

I like you aswell, Minamitsu.

[ She got it, see?1! ]

[shipwrecking]

[hnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnnng]

Y-yeah? How much, though? This is important.

[her mouth is running on the loose help she can't stop it.]

[boodhist]

[ More patting, rubbing, etc etc. You know the drill. ]

Mmm... I wonder about that. I think I might like you more if you took better care of yourself.

[ Lecture incoming. ]

[shipwrecking]

[don't mind her slightly leaning into the headpats/headrubs like the affection-starved loser she is.

but. record scratch. is that... the sound of a lecture looming in the distance??]

C'mon, I think I'm in pretty good shape...! [she eats all sorts of crap tho.]

[boodhist]

I assume you mean physically...? And I assume you have evidence to support this?

[ Pat. PAt. PAT. ]

[shipwrecking]

I can show you my abs.

[lol what abs]

[boodhist]

Aright.

[ She's kidding, as she assumes Murass is, but... yeah, murass is probably serious, huh? ]

What do I win if the evidence isn't sufficient?

[shipwrecking]

... I'll bring you even more candy, as much as you want.

[it's a dangerous gamble-!!]

[boodhist]

I... [ really want that ] already have enough, Minamitsu!

How about you study for an hour a day for a month?

[shipwrecking]

What! That's way too much!

[an hour....... an hour!!!!]

Aaaaahhh, but I can't say no to you. Fine, I accept.

[boodhist]

[ You had no problem ignoring her pleas for no more candy.... Heejeeree thinks but doesn't say. There's no point in bringing that up and putting herself (and her waist size) at further sugar risk. ]

Okay, so how are you going to prove it again?

[ Something about abs... but she isn't really gonna lift her shirt up, is she? So inappropriate! ]

[shipwrecking]

[but yes tho. silly Hijiri, playing dumb like that! Murasa grasps the bottom edge of her shirt. nooooooooooo.]

Look!

[fwoop, up goes her shirt.

there are no abs............ how disappointing!]

[boodhist]

[ Gaze. Lingers. Inappropriate skip of her heart what a loser scumbag adult. ]

Well then. I hope your extra studying proves beneficial to you.

[shipwrecking]

[Hijiri control your thurst.]

What-! No! It's right there! See? Abs!

[........ nothing.]

You're not looking closely enough!

[boodhist]

I'm looking as closely as I can.

[ Or as closely as she should. Which isn't at all!! ]

Maybe you're mistaken...?

[shipwrecking]

Maybe you gotta feel it to believe it.

[hawww haw haw what a shithead.]

[boodhist]

[ Sweats. Internally. ]

I don't think so, this seems like an open and shut case, doesn't it?

[shipwrecking]

You might not be able to see it but I've definitely got muscle here! [pat pat. hear that? that's the sound of (nonexistent) abs.]

[boodhist]

[ Oh no she lacks the heart to press the issue. What a weenie. ]

Well then. How about we agree to disagree...?