[Unfortunately for Junpei, he's not having as much fun as he normally would at a shindig like this. Fortunately for everyone else, this means he is stone-cold sober and there will be no panties to hand out at this party. He sings along dutifully with Bohemian Rhapsody, because how can you not, but mostly he's sticking to the fringes of the party, a little more of the closed-off, jaded misanthrope he made himself out to be at first.
When it's his turn to sing, though, he chooses a classic that came out just a week after his fourth birthday. And when he sings--at a pitch actually accessible to human beings, god damn, Miku--it's the closest he comes to real feeling all day; and if that feeling is yearning and bitterness, well, who can really blame him?
He leans into each mou ikkai especially, eyes closed so that, for a moment, Junpei's somewhere other than a locked game in the far reaches of space.]
One more time, one more time. "I'll roll today too." The girl says, the girl says While playing on words with a smile!
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When it's his turn to sing, though, he chooses a classic that came out just a week after his fourth birthday. And when he sings--at a pitch actually accessible to human beings, god damn, Miku--it's the closest he comes to real feeling all day; and if that feeling is yearning and bitterness, well, who can really blame him?
He leans into each mou ikkai especially, eyes closed so that, for a moment, Junpei's somewhere other than a locked game in the far reaches of space.]
One more time, one more time.
"I'll roll today too."
The girl says, the girl says
While playing on words with a smile!
[He's actually got a pretty nice voice. Yeah, we're surprised, too.]