should i get a pet snail

( at that, he hums—green tea won't be too sweet for his palate. not like he was planning to have too much, but still, it's kind for him to consider that. ) go on and order, then. i'll pay.

/ i literally don't know how any of you people are finding me i haven't even finished my account yet (need to make pin)

/ ok maybe tonight i'll actually set up my account (highly dubious)

/ confused squinting

( he just hums, now falling silent to let ranpo pick whatever his heart desires, hands slipping into his sleeves. it's not so bad, stepping out every once in a while. )

( for ranpo, material things likely won't be what makes him happiest. this, spending time together, is the best present fukuzawa could offer. ) perhaps. you can pick two. we'll split.

i remember catching wind of a dessert cafe opening recently. they're popular for crepe cakes, though they also serve other things.

( just letting it happen, leading the way out onto the street. )

come along, then. it's not far

/ hey so i really can't do this mvrp shit anymore so what if i shoved my extremely socially awkward wizard guy into bsdrp. would we all fw that or like

"you have a good memory." he may not sound terribly impressed by his tone alone, but his words are sincere enough—not many would remember such a small encounter. "i am, however, doing much better. as for yourself?"

mm…i have heard of a few places, yes.

goodness…alright. let me put this away, and i'll join you.

( he doesn't smile, but the look in his eyes is affectionate enough. ) if you keep it up, maybe.

that's very considerate of you. i'm proud.

( soft sigh. ) as expected.

…?

happy birthday. i already got you one.

yes, yes... happy birthday, ranpo.

:)

/ what if i said i thought about going by sol

yawns.

/ i gotta make a real pin but i literally don't have the energy

c — www.pixiv.net/en/users/474...

blinking slowly at the young man before him, pieces of memory slotting together in his mind. "ah, it's you."

there's something about the question that tugs at his consciousness, unreachable as always, a part of interacting with dazai that he's known for a long time. however, even if it weren't dazai, his response would be exactly the same: "you don't need to worry about it."

blinking slowly down at it, completely silent as he simply waits for some form of elaboration, or even a continuation…not like he expects much in the form of either, though.