Post #2713239 in Arc 4, a roleplay on RPG

With Hotaru's help, Kirika was able to come up with a satisfactory floor plan to show the designers once they arrive. With the furniture floor plan fiasco ended, Kirika was able to breathe a sigh of relief. The whole process took a bit longer than she thought though.

"Thanks to you, we were able to get this remodeling work back on track. Good work, and thank you." Kirika thanks the unexpected interior designer who helped out. "You can collect the payment from my brother in his office. Don't worry about taking it. Use it to hang out with friends or go on a date if you please."

Just as she was about to dismiss Hotaru for a job well done, another knock came and a rather sketchy looking guy peered into view. Apparently, he was one of the dormers and Kirika also recognized him a little as one of the regulars of the old Black Rose. He seemed to be asking for a job. Probably Mitsuru's referral again.

"We just finished up the one problem here though..." Kirika replied as she puts away the new sketches done with Hotaru. "But..."

Nonetheless, she looked around the place, inspecting every nook and cranny--see if anything's missing or lacking. Finally, her eyes trailed onto a small ceramic bowl on the counter.

"Our pasta dishes will be served in this bowl. While we're not particularly lacking, I believe we need to have more in hand should the influx of customers rise." Taking it in hand, she turned back to the dormer and handed it to him.

"Find a shop that sells this plain design for cheap. If you can, I'd like you to get me at least fifteen more bowls." It was a tall order but of course, Kirika didn't forget her manners.

"Please?"

Likewise, Asagi also covered his face upon seeing the horror trailers.

"Hehehe...good thing my roommate isn't the type who gets kicks out of scaring people hehe..." Asagi laughed sheepishly. The movie finally played after a couple more trailers and after three minutes in, Asagi was firmly engrossed.

(OOC: As with every post like this, cue time skip...XD)

"Aaahh~ That was a blast! We should go out like this more often." Asagi purrs contentedly as he exits the cinema with Menou. "Honestly though, I didn't expect the oni to be Isamu's brother. When he revealed that he was only doing all the evil stuff for the sake of his people, I kind of felt down a little. Villains are supposed to be...RRAWWR!!! Evil to the core!"

Asagi's closed his eyes for a bit as if recalling an old memory. "Well, I know we just ate popcorn but do you want to grab something sweet? I'm kind of hungry for a banana split myself!" Asagi invites Menou again.

"Yeah! Lead the way then." Kazuya gestured for Akeno to take the lead while he followed. Due to Partisan Rose's proximity to the dorm, it was possible to walk all the way there which Kazuya preferred as it allows him to memorize the place faster.

"Seriously, I'm quite bad with directions that I can't even go to new places without needing someone to show me around." And as expected, Kazuya starts babbling just as soon as they started walking. The girl Akeno said she didn't mind though which is a plus for him.

"--and then, I lost my train ticket almost immediately after, causing the shutter to close down when I tried passing through. People were held up and mad--agh! Utter chaos! Good thing this little lady helped me out. I mean, if she wasn't around I would've died!" Kazuya recalls the incident with a laugh. It was then he noticed something odd about the way Akeno carried herself. Kazuya thought she looked like a doll though he reckons she's probably grown tired of hearing that so he didn't bother.

They passed by a small clothes shop along the way and Kazuya was able to make out a quick casual set on the window display."Hey, I bet you'd look great in that dress!" He enthusiastically calls Akeno's attention while pointing at the window revealing a casual top and skirt combo. Not too stylish yet not too bland.

The whole council was practically busy all throughout the day. Erecting a small memorial for the student who was murdered on 14th Avenue turned out to be quite a difficult task. Makoto was excused from his class in order to help with the preparations such as writing and reading a small dedication for the girl.

Same with the previous cases, the victim was a girl who attended their school. Even worse was that she was in the same batch as Makoto. Yet that wasn't the worst part.

After the small ceremony was over, their committee was still tasked with lighting the candles and stowing away the chairs. Makoto was approached by the same girl who approached him earlier, carrying a can of iced chocolate for him.

"Here. Thanks for helping out." The girl solemnly expresses her thanks.

"No problem at all. As part of the committee, this still falls under my job." Makoto dismisses it and opens the beverage given to him.

"Still, you've already got historian work cut out for you. To still help with the dedication and preparation--"

"--is something I can do. Don't worry about it Kirihara-san." Makoto's eyes then trailed off to a very familiar male slumped down in one corner of the room. "I didn't think the murder would hit this close to home..."

"You're right...I wonder if he's doing okay?" Kirihara asks.

"He'll be fine." Makoto replied, feeling sure of himself.

"He hasn't eaten or drank anything since he heard the news." Kirihara digs into her bag and produces another can of chocolate. "Can you give it to him? I don't think I can--"

With an overcast smile, Makoto takes it in hand and walks over to the slumped down figure. "Hey, Aziz?"

"Wakaba-san...she always liked cars you know?" Aziz was able to finally speak up after a while. "I haven't met a lot of girls who aren't afraid to get their hands stained with machine oil and grease. I don't think you knew this since we're from different courses but, me and Wakaba can talk for as long as the crows come home about cars and stuff."

"Like how me and Cel can talk about horror?" Makoto gives him a solemn and sympathetic smile.

"Yeah...Or like how Nagisa and Kanade talk about their work." Aziz managed to look up for a bit and smile before slumping down again. Out of all the possible victims, he didn't expect his best friend to be the one taken away.

In his hands, he clutched a hard CD case with a disk inside. "Her birthday was coming up next week so I figured I'd get her this. I remember how pissed she was at missing the movie when it came out so I told her I'd help her out you know? Got her a good copy. Not a camrip but a good o'l digital copy. Disguised it in this cheap case to surprise her. Hehehe...she also loved cars you know?"

At that moment, Aziz's voice started turning a lot hoarse. Throughout the ceremony, he tried hard not to cry and maintain his composure. However, with only a handful of people left, it seems all the checks he's placed on himself have started wearing down.

"DAMN IT!!!" Aziz cursed as tears fell from his eyes, unable to look up at the other. With a sigh, Makoto sat down beside him.

"It's not your fault man. Things just--" Makoto cut himself off there. He felt it too pretentious to try and calm Aziz down. After all, he didn't know what he was feeling. Just earlier, he had been making light of the situation. Perhaps he also felt guilt at laughing it off with the others? Makoto didn't know. So he just sat down beside him.

At least until it was over.

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located in Unnamed City, a part of Arc 4, one of the many universes on RPG.

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