(catch-all)

[janescayre]

WHO: Fukawa & "Friends"
WHERE: Mirth, probably Stygia and Serene too.
WHEN: Nov/December
WHAT: Quest logs, perhaps other random goings on that don't need to clog event logs.
WARNINGS: CW: talk of child murder, perverted/erotica talk, threats of murder/suicide, Danganronpa spoilers. Updated as needed!

Comments

[craters]

You shouldn't be so hard on yourself.

（ fukawa, stop talking about vomit, pls. ）

You're cute, and a sweet person when you stop being prickly and suspicious! There are a lot of things to like about you. I'm sure you'll find someone to practice with properly one day.

（ sakura steps back in, and loops their arms back together deliberately. come here, nerd. ）

There's gotta be a boy you like, right? （ heteronormativity strikes back: return of the hets. ）

[janescayre]

[She will stop talking about vomit but she will also send you a withering glare.]

People don't use dates with cute girls as p-punishment for losing bets. [Her first and only date, RIP.] Or hold their noses when they walk in a room. You d-don't need to say stuff like that. I know what I am already, and I'd r-rather embrace it instead of t-trying to delude myself.

[Perhaps they should move on to better subjects. Like heteronormativity! Yes, perfect suggestion Miss Sakura! Fukawa brightens the second she asks.]

Well... [Return of the hot flush, both from their linked arms and the gent that has sprung to mind.] He's n-not here, but um, hehe, I have p-promised myself to a man back home. Byakuya-sama. Or, for you, Togami-kun.

[craters]

（ fukawa, your issues can be seen from orbit. sakura does consider arguing, opening her mouth and then closing it with a click, but at length all she does is shake her head. ）

Togami-kun, huh...? What's he like?

[janescayre]

[Regret to inform you that this is the improved Fukawa.

Also regret to inform you her aura has increased moist energy by 200%.]

What is B-Byakuya-sama like? [Cue unholy giggle.] Oh, he's j-just the most dashing man that ever lived. He's tall, with golden hair, and perfect features...n-nothing too angular or too soft, like a classical painting! But, also like a magazine model...

[But wait, there's more!]

He's the heir to his f-family corporation, and he's g-going to reshape the world someday! And I've d-devoted myself utterly to him...whatever he wants of me, I'll do it! [Except stay fifty meters away. Which he's asked for, multiple times.] Until the day I die, I'll be his dog...