Mitsue laughed, kicking their legs happily as they sat on the stool. “You know how I love to be spoiled. You’re so sweet to me~.” They took a drink from their cup.

“I see. I’m like that but with apple cider.” They gave a nod as they said this, then cupped their cheek with a free hand. “Oh, darling, you flatter me!”

“Really? I thought angels and whatnot loved red wine?” Though, they took note of it and ordered Septhis his drink. They got a jack and coke for themselves, nothing fancy.

“We get a discount if we drink here~.” They sat at the bar area, patting a seat next to them to urge him to sit. “This date is on me!”

They’re taking him to where they work— discounts, baby! “Heehee 🖤, I’m excited to drink with you!”

Mitsue immediately grabbed Septhis’ hand and began to drag him to the nearest bar. “Onwards!!”

“Ohhh… Then, just a normal bar?” they asked, swaying on their heels.

“A date? We can go drinking!” They always want to go drinking… “Ooh, have you ever been to a club before?”

A laugh bubbled out of Mitsue as they kissed back, then crawled off of him to stand up. “Heehee…. Then, let’s do something together!!”

“Maybe, but I wanna spend time with you! Is that so wrong?” they ask, leaning into the touch.

“I have PTO I need to use, so yes! I do! Anything for you.” they nodded.

Mitsue seemed to absolutely swoon at this. They inched up closer and placed a playful kiss onto his tongue. “Mwah!”

“I’m well!” They grin. “How are you, darling? Hopefully well?”

“Well, you’re important to me.” They crossed their arms against Septhis’s chest and laid their head down, staring up at him. “That’s okay, right?”

With a giddy laugh, they happily kissed him in return. “I missed you!” It hasn’t been 𝙩𝙝𝙖𝙩 long, but Mitsue is clingy.

In a running jump, Mitsue immediately tackles @seraphhound.bsky.social into a hug. “Darling!!!!” They seem excited…

all I can say is I was enchanted to meet you.

𝘊𝘢𝘦𝘭𝘶𝘮.ᐟ ㅤ made mitsue in zepeto. im having lots of fun

“Do you remember….. the 21st night of September….” They’re Fortnite dancing?? What the hell.

“Do you think being a host is like being a modern day oiran? I was both, and I think they feel the same! Just— just I’m not a host who has sex with my clients now. That’s frowned upon in modern times.” An awkward laugh.

“Speaking of work… Some guy tried to tell me about his failing sex life yesterday and I just….? Sir, I don’t care.”

“Uwahh…. Work is insane lately… Just the curse of being pretty and popular, I guess.” They have a fake look of being upset.

haha hey i love the blood dripping from your face and the animal rage in your eyes what are your pronouns.

i'm miss sugar pink, liquor, liquor lips, i'm gonna be your bubblegum bitch!

“{Reader}! Did you know that how you eat taiyaki shows what kind of person you are? For example, if you start eating it tail first, it means you’re a bottom.” What the fuck.

“Huh?” they turn their attention back to Ross, looking almost bored for once. “Well, because you’re not a human, I don’t have any reason to hide it. I’m a kitsune— y’know, one of those fox-type youkai.” They hold up the shirt to Ross’ chest and purse their lips as they thought on it. “Mmm… No. +

“Have you tried not having it out?” they asked dumbly. “It’s what I do. But then again, I have the power to blend in with humans better.” they say this as if this is completely natural for someone who looks perfectly human to say. “Ooh!!” They’ve found another cool shirt!

Casually slinking their arm around {reader}’s shoulders— “Hey!! Let’s go clubbing together, yeah!?” they flash a wide grin.

“It’s not a tank top and has different letterings, 𝙙𝙪𝙝." They playfully rolled their golden eyes as they put it back onto the rack. “I take the hint, though. I’ll find something better.”

“EMP…. Sounds like a music genre.” They completely ignored the question in favor to walk around the shop, a light skip in their step. “Ooh! This is cute.” It’s just a black graphic tee.

“… Hopefully no one says anything about your gun.” they smiled wearily. They hadn’t thought of it— then again, does Mitsue even think with how they act? They sure seem the type to ‘act now, think later… if at all’. “I guess now we look around?” they hummed.

“Didn’t call you one, bu~t, if the shoe fits, as they say!” they laughed and shook their head. It didn’t take long to reach a nearby clothing store. Mitsue held the door open, giving an exaggerated bow. “After you~, after you~.”

Never befriend Mitsue unless you want to be subjected to learning TikTok dances with them.

“Doesn’t deter me in the slightest! I know someone pretty similar and he’s my best friend.” they said matter-of-factly and turned back around to face where they were going. “So long as you don’t get violent with me, I can handle a sour attitude.”

“Heeheee…. You don’t seem too happy, darling. Why’s that?” They turned around to face Ross, now walking backwards with the same shit eating grin they’ve had this entire time.

“Nope! Not really!” they laughed. “This was just a one off thing. You looked too stand-offish to just approach normally.” Mitsue’s logic makes no real sense, but it doesn’t seem like they concern themselves with it. After all, they technically got what they wanted. “Then, it’s fate we met!”

“I see, I see.” they flashed a smile and began to walk, assuming Ross would follow behind. “You said you’d be picking out your clothing, and as to where I have no issue with it… Just try not to be so plain.” they teased. “I’m doing this to be friends, so don’t disappoint me!” Odd way to make+

“Ehhh? Is it that obvious?” They tilted their head. “Technically, any pronoun is fine. They, he, she… Just not it.” they gave a nod as they said this.

“Yaaay!” Mitsue immediately threw their hands in the air in an exaggerated manner once Ross relented. “I’m Mitsue! What’s your name, darling?” It’s not their intention to hit on him, they’re just incredibly campy.

“Um, so what?” They look like this was the dumbest excuse they’ve ever heard in their entire life. “Besides, I’d pay! I have enough money.”

“Hmm…” Mitsue pouted and placed a lithe hand to their chin. “So, I can’t take you shopping? Darn.” Seems this was just some weird attempt of making a friend.

“… Speaking of halloween, what’s a couples costume idea that can fit 4 people? I need to start brainstorming…”

“As a kitsune, it’s kinda flattering how many people dress up as foxes for halloween.”

“And I oop—.” Their grin immediately fell and contorted into a cringe. “Sex offender? What are you, some kinda cop?” they tilted their head a little, curious.

“Technically, yes, they are! Hahaaaa…. I like my makeup. I think I look cute 🖤.” They laced their hands together underneath their chin, the grin only seeming to widen. “Errands? Well, you should still look good even when running them!” They moved to place their arms behind their head instead.

Mitsue doesn’t seem phased in the slighest from what should be perceived as a threat. Instead, a grin pulls at red painted lips. “Is that apart of the outfit?” they teased. “It’s just so plain!! Like, come 𝙤𝙣!" Mitsue definitely dressed eccentric— they had a very classic “eboy” aesthetic.

“I will serenade you with Carly Rae Jepsen, do not test me.”

“Anyways—. Who missed me? I know 𝙄 missed me 🖤.”

Pointing to the reader…. “You have no drip. You look absolutely horrendous. I’m taking you shopping 𝙣𝙤𝙬."

“If there’s such a thing as blue hair and pronouns, what am I? Blond hair and adjectives?”