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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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Did I not say I would do what you wished to do? I want to spend my time with you, however you may wish to spend it.

[...Tracing a hand along the outside of her leg, though, as he says that.]

[Shivering a little.]

Oh? No preferences of your own? You are allowed to put in requests, Re-tsu~

[He slides a hand along her leg, hers 'accidentally' slips up his thigh. Game on.]

[He inhales a bit through his teeth.]

Nonsense. The least that I can do is make sure you're satisfied with our date.

[He'll just, of course, have to keep his hand sliding up along her leg then. Just happened, right?]

[Okay, that's it. It is time to kiss with tongues. And perhaps reckless abandon, given she's kissing a dude with sharp teeth, but hey. Girl's a bit distracted.]

[Please do not lick swords, Hisoka. Your father taught you better than that. For his part, though, she's going to find that he's actually surprisingly skilled at this; about like how he fights, he just clearly knows what he should be doing when she decides to kiss him. He'll also continue with that hand slowly up the hem of her skirt.]

[Her father did not mention the swords would be hot and boy-shaped and sliding a hand up her skirt! She's obviously not really very experienced, but she learns quickly and is finding, as with many things, activities with Retsu are actually fairly natural. She does shudder at that hand, though, and if her slips a bit too far up in an attempt at retaliation, well, they're both about to find out what a sword's packing downstairs, then.]

[This seems like time to make an exceptionally poor pun about handles and whatnot, but yeah, he might have just jumped a bit and yes, she has his full attention now. He does break the kiss after a moment, and while his own hand hasn't moved, he does seem to be thinking some with brain still.]

Is this prudent, here?

[Give her a second, she's processing what she just touched and getting a wee bit flustered by it.]

...P...Probably not...

Perhaps we should find somewhere more cloistered, if you wish to continue this, then?

[Help him out here, Hisoka, he's starting to worry that he's broken something in your head.]

U-um...[Alright. Move hand. Deep breath. Get it together, Hisoka.] Right. Yes. We should...should go somewhere else.

[Glancing over at the screen.] ...Movie's about over, anyway.

Is there somewhere in particular you wish to go next?

[He will remove his hand from her hip, then, and try to straighten back up some in his seat. Calm down. Get certain things back under control.]

...Well, there is one thing, but we'll have to go through the house, first.

I've meant to introduce you to her, anyway.

[...Hisoka that wasn't ominous at all.]

To... "her?"

[Come to think of it, there was precious little in the way of a female presence in the Fujiwara household. But he would nod slowly, all the same.]

As you wish.

You'll see when we get there.

[Welp. Back to the house it is, then!]

[Yep, heading back to the house. Nothing particularly untoward on the ride back because unlike some people with the name he can behave himself for more than thirty seconds at a time.]

[Look, we're surprised if certain other retsus make it 30 seconds.

Anyway, once they're there, Hisoka's quick to lead him through to the back of the house, where the temple is...

...and then out a secret path in the back, to a smaller garden and grave marker.]

...Afternoon, Mom.

I had assumed this is what you meant.

[He will offer a small bow and nothing more.]

It is nice to meet the matron of the Fujiwara.

Hey, hey, it's lonely if you're so formal, isn't it?

[She smiles, but it's just a touch off from her regular smiles.]

I know that she's long since passed on--after all, Keisuke and I weren't even a year old, at the time. But still, I think it's better to speak to her as though she's listening...and I know I'd get lonely if everyone was formal and sad every time they spoke to me!

Forgive me. I suppose that falling back on decorum is the only thing that I am entirely sure how to do, at the moment.

[He glances up.]

Besides... what you're doing, is it any really less lonely to pretend?

...Maybe it is pretending, I can't deny that. This is probably just a fanciful way of making up for something I never had.

[How she says this without her smile even faltering is another mystery of Hisoka, we suppose.]

But...if I choose to believe, that she can still hear us...then I can't help but wish to assure her we're doing alright, to ensure she doesn't have to regret anything.

That is an admirable way of looking at it.

[He stands there for a moment longer; perhaps, consider how he would feel were their positions reversed. He apparently doesn't like the answer.]

I apologize, but... I will be in my room, should you need me.

Retsu...?

[...She doesn't stop him from leaving, but she's wondering if, perhaps, taking a dude to your dead mom on the first date was a bad plan. And it really doesn't end up taking that long before she's wandered over to his room.

At least she knows how to knock?]

[He will simply be stretched out on his bed. The staff may have mentioned he does this a lot when he doesn't have something else to do; just relax and think and not sleep a ton.]

It is open.

[Well, sometime between when he left and when she wandered over, she took the time to change out of her school uniform. Which means a tanktop and sweatpants because Hisoka likes to be able to flop when she's hope, okay.]

...Are you alright?

I am alright. I am sorry if I worried you; I simply didn't have much to add to that scene from before.

I suppose that I had not considered the mortality of others surrounding me, either. Though you and your twin brother are not wholly mortal, you do exist in this world of shadows and dust... as do I.

My name bothers me. I have wondered why it came to me; Retsu is an antiquated term for violence, after all. I've spent hours awake, wondering, what it could be. Everything I come upon is no better. Messatsu, Minagoroshi... And somewhere in this I feel these are only incorrect where Retsu is not because of an external factor; that I was "named" Retsu rather than it being a placeholder.

[He pauses.]

I'm sorry, my mind wanders on my own.