Cupoftea



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    There is a disturbance in the forest.

    Seiji can sense the ripples of it, as obvious as if hearing a shout from behind, or feeling the coldness of a raindrop slinking down his neck.

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    “Speaking of,” Nanase continued, hand flicking over the trash, “when are you going to host a meeting? I haven’t been to a Natori house for well over thirty years at this point. I’m old, you know.”

    “Never,” Natori deadpanned, then stuck the corner of the straw in his mouth and pulled away again, useless soda water bubbling against his gums. “--Unless everyone likes premiere events. Plenty of those I could host. Maybe we could all stand around in little party hats and sample cocktails. I don’t know how conducive that would be for this crowd though.”

    Or: Natori's roulette routine with danger is old news. Some weight is starting to find his shoulders. He thinks it may not be entirely bad.

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    morijio (盛塩): a compound of the japanese words for “pile” (mori) and “salt” (shio). the tradition of leaving twin mounds of salt on either side of the entrance to an establishment. It is said to keep evil from the door.

    however, sometimes, it’s said to draw in lovers, instead.

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  5. Rec 20

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    "But if you died today," Shuuichi says, tasting sand, "would you have any regrets?"

    And that was stupid to ask, too. It had come from a wisp of a doubt and allowed itself spoken to seek a yes-or-no answer. The cousin of resolution sculpted with the distant sun as their witness. He expects a dismissive laugh; it is he who is sentimental, who says these kinds of things before thinking of their consequences. He expects it and it does not come: he is met with a pensive silence as Seiji glances to the leaf-covered earth. Like he's actually thinking about this, like this is something he hadn't considered before to have a lithe answer at the ready, like this is something he is unsure of.

    His eye is level on his. "I would."

    Shuuichi's organs constrict, they expand-

    "There are still many things I can do for my clan."

    -they deflate. "Ah."

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