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WELCOME TO YOUR PRIVATE CHANNEL, CCC-REDHORSE. FOR SECURE COMMUNICATION, USE 134.64.202.69 *** CCC-REDHORSE has joined 134.64.202.69 <CCC-REDHORSE> This is Reira Akaba! <CCC-REDHORSE>I'll try to answer you but sometimes I'm busy or sleeping, so I don't think about the message right away.

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...Are you going to talk to him...soon?

[intercalaryninja]

Tonight if not tomorrow morning. Very soon.

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..Okay. ...I can keep him busy until then, I think...

[intercalaryninja]

Good. Thank you, Reira-dono...

[He smiles at her and nods. Time to get up.] I'll go prepare dinner. Everything will be okay. I promise.

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[Dinner sounds GREAT, and Reira gives one final hug and nod.] ...What are we going to eat tonight? [she asks, looking to the other with curious eyes.]

[intercalaryninja]

Since I'm human, I was thinking something like hotpot, so we can all sit together and enjoy it. However, feel free to request whatever you'd like, Reira-dono.

[soft_focus]

Hotpot..? [....Oh...

She takes a moment to think, before immediately answering-] C-Can we put meat in it?!

[intercalaryninja]

Of course. I don't see why not. What kind of meat would you prefer?

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Ummmm...

[People, but let's not be awkward.] ...Any meat..?

[intercalaryninja]

[Thankfully, Tsukikage is a man who understands the wants and desires of his master, even the unspoken ones. He bows to Reira, nodding.] Sounds like a plan. I'll prepare a number of types of meats and use our separated heating bowls. That way we can all get what we want. Alright?

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Yeah! [Phew! Sounds good to her.] ...Thanks, Tsukikage.

[intercalaryninja]

It is no problem, Reira-dono. [He smiles and leaves the room. He closes the door behind him and gives a small sigh.]

... There'll be enough for everyone. Don't worry, brother...

[And he's gone to the kitchen]

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[Ummmm...] Brother..?

[She's left with nothing but confusion as he vanishes-and the hotpot gathering, suffice to say, is one that will be filled with an awkward silence.]