Week 4

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[After everything that this case was, you probably don't want to deal with anything else. But you wake up on Sunday, just like before, with some new memories, and some new stores to check out.

Let's see what this week brings.]

Sunday | Monday | Tuesday | Wednesday | Thursday

(( Don't forget to check in, and check your memory regains! You can also stop by the gacha machine and Xander's office hours. ))

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[shikosuki]

[ Choromatsu doesn't say anything. But he nearly drops all his shit. Nearly. He's just watching for the moment. ]

[kingshaming]

[Xander tries to figure out the weigth plates a bit longer, then gives up with a visable sigh, turning around to eye the rest fo the room. He still hasn't seen Choromatsu, but now the rest of him is in sight.

All the injuries he earned against Soma and Dracula are still there but healed- the wound on his collar/neck and the slash across his torso still pink, but not at any risk of opening, from the look of them. There's also a much older wound on his belly, as if it was torn apart at one time. But it is way more faded and stretched they any other mark.

Soon he sees something that gets his attention, and moves over to the barbells]

[shikosuki]

[ This is dangerous. Very dangerous. Not for his safety, oh no just his useless bisexual dignity.

The scars catch his attention though. That's... weird. He's not a doctor and he knows his own world works under Rule of Funny when it comes to injuries and how long they last, but even he knows it's not normal for wounds like the one Xander suffered to heal this fast. That's definitely strange but interesting.

He debates finding a hiding place, but his feet feel like lead. ]

[kingshaming]

[Finally, Xander seems to notice that he's being watched.

He smiles slightly, and waves him over]

[shikosuki]

[ Okay now Choromatsu drops his things. And then quickly scrambles to pick them back up. Thankfully all the soup is in take out containers stacked in a tote bag and doesn't topple onto its side, so no soup everywhere...or on his sketchbook, that'd be unfortunate. Once he's picked it all back up though he takes a breath to steel himself before going into the gym. ] ...You're not waving me over just to stab me, are you.

[kingshaming]

Of course not, attacking you wouldn't help me in any way. I simply saw you were looking at the equipment. Are you wanting to try it as well?

[shikosuki]

Uh.



































Sure.

[kingshaming]

I can't blame you. This place encourages laziness- please, do not let me get in your way.

1/2

[shikosuki]

Uh, okay I'll--

[shikosuki]

No! No, no, no, no, no! That's not why I was watching!!!

What are YOU doing here?! Aren't you INJURED?!

[kingshaming]

Hmm? No, the wounds are healed. I was a little weak yesterday, but if I laze about the next fight I have very well might end in my death.

[Xander stop]

[shikosuki]

How are they just HEALED?! What are you? A frickin' X-***?! Are you Wol***ine?!

It's only been a few days! You should still be in stitches!!

[kingshaming]

I am NOT a wolverine. My employers healed me. I very well couldn't do my job if I was still bleeding on the floor.

[shikosuki]

H... How?! That shouldn't be possible! This isn't a gag anime, you shouldn't be able to heal so quickly at all!! Even if they did it!

Are your employers white mages?!

[kingshaming]

As far as I know they aren't mages, no?

[shikosuki]

Then what the hell!?

[kingshaming]

...

[Kanye shrug???]

[shikosuki]

[ ... ]

I’m not going to think about this anymore.

[ it bad for his brain.

He moves to walk off and leave but then stops, digs into his bag and pulls out one of the containers of miso soup that he then thrusts towards Xander. ]

Oi. Here.

[kingshaming]

Huh...?

[He opens the container and smells it]

This is... mee-so! You can cook Hoshidan?

[shikosuki]

Hoshidan cooking is literally the exact same as Japanese cooking.

[ a pause ]

...But I learned because of Takumi.