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[Well. Let's invoke some timeywimey in here. Obviously, the forces of Darkness (tm) and Orochi are on the rise, shit is terrible and Hisoka and Keisuke may or may not be actual incarnations of their representative gods.

Of course, if one was nearing other large revelations and wanted to find Hisokas, it is a school day and so, once more, Hisoka is (mostly) politely turning down scores of far-too-insistent admirers, in a tone and inflection that might signify she is very much wishing her powers were not quite so restricted. Particularly the part where she can fly.

Or perhaps one could catch her get rapidly less polite with an oddly familiar dude with way too many bad pick-up lines and something about the Moon Kingdom.

What do?]

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They aren't making it past the first step. I don't care for any of them, not like that.

[Sighing faintly.] 'Courting', Retsu, really?

[Shrugging.]

So I'm not entirely sure how dating works. It still seems wrong they can simply harass you.

Short of me being attached, there's no stopping most of them...and I'm not going to make Zeiss or Lark a dupe for that sort of thing.

[A beat.] Especially not Lark.

A dupe... as in, someone you claim to be interested in, but not?

[He blinks.]

It would only be an extension of my job then, wouldn't it?

[...Immediately turning very red.]

Uh.

[NOT IS PLAN.]

Is something the matter, Hisoka?

Retsu there was a. Reason I did not list you alongside Zeiss and Lark. Both of whom I am very much not interested in.

[Whyyyy.]

...Are you saying that you wish to date me, Hisoka?

[NOW WHO IS THE SENPAI AND WHO IS THE NOTICED!?]

I-I, that is, er...[Putting her face in her hands.]

You're--very pretty and I like you and I am entirely uncertain how this would work.

[Well. He could say some things. But given how he is, he will go with the traditional response and hug her to his chest.]

[Hisoka.exe has encountered a fatal error. Please restart Hisoka.exe in safe mode.

Give her a minute, she'll figure out this hugs thing. In the meanwhile, please enjoy the elegance because there is no way those things aren't making this at least slightly awkward.]

[Believe me, he is okay with those things. That elegance is just making his dramatically holding her all the better.]

[Right, yes, hugs time. We can do hugs time. Just one of the twin heirs of one of the oldest and richest families in Japan hugging a hot dude in an alleyway.

Nothing wrong with this.]

This may prove difficult, with your father. Your guardian seems to approve for me, for some reason.

[But he is okay with just holding her close, for the moment.]

It isn't as though Hiroaki would explain himself if we asked, either...

[Well, she's going to nuzzle at the base of his neck, because it's there.]

I'll deal with Father, somehow.

I will trust you to do so.

[He will smile and lean his head atop hers for a second, then...]

...Should we go on a date, then?

That would be traditional...Where would you like to go, though?

[Because she's not going to just drag you willy-nilly into overstimulation.]

I don't know where we can go, or what is proper. I just want to spend time with you, however you may wish, Hisoka.

[He may have tilted his head down so he was murmuring that practically into her scalp as he said it.]

[Well then she has no choice but to basically speak against the skin of his neck in reply.]

No need to be so formal...[A pause, while she thinks.] We haven't taken you to a theater, yet, right?

[...She's plotting something.]

No, I cannot say that we have been. Do you mean live or a film theatre, Hisoka?

[Leaning back slightly, but he holds her all the same.]

[...That's the oldest fucking thing you've said to date.]

Film, Retsu, live theatre is difficult to go see on a whim.

[Look it's been nearly a century since he's been to earth, cut him some slack.]

I... see. So let's go watch a film, then.

...I can't exactly move, Retsu.

[Like, don't get her wrong. She likes hugs.

But hugs are not helping.]

I am not holding you that tightly, am I?

[He'll let go, though.]

You're not, but it's hard from me to move away from comfortable places.

[Hisoka are you trying to fluster a sword.

Given she just grabbed his hand and interlaced their fingers to lead him off, probably yes.]