Week 4, Saturday

[foundationmods]

[As everyone files into the studio once more, they will be invited up on stage instead of to their audience seats as they normally are. On the far left of the stage is a set of 16 chairs, one for each living contestant, arranged in two rows of 8. On the right is a podium for Dazai to stand at, and in the center is a big board with spaces and numbers on it.

Once everyone gets settled in, it's time for the game.]

Comments

[dereban]

. . . do I want to know why you said that. . .

[odasaku]

...Might just be me, then.

[ INABA IF YOU KNOW HIS WORLD YOU SHOULD KNOW WHO HIS USUAL DOCTOR IS. ]

[dereban]

[ frowns ]

I really hope that's not Atsushi's answer for this question, too.

[odasaku]

In her defense, Yosano-sensei always means well.

[ he's just terrified. ]

[dereban]

[ he says yosano

and that

well.


sorry, Inaba is just gonna turn a little pale for a moment before shutting it down. ]

. . . Ye. . . yeah.

[odasaku]

...???

[ oda tilts his head to the side, clearly confused. ]

[dereban]

Don't ask.

I don't. . . want to talk about it. While he's here.

[ while Atsushi's around.

no.

no, no no-- she's not. she's not doing it. ]

[odasaku]

Ah. Got it.

[ he nods, and turns away from her. ]

[scarsnstripes]

Well I’m lucky enough that my ability means less visits, but i can understand Oda’s sentiment here.

[He laughs a little nervously— though...

What’s with that reaction?] Inaba-chan....?

[dereban]

[ her gaze turns into one of worry but there's a softness there ]

It's nothing.

[ no.

no, it's not. ]

It's fine.

[scarsnstripes]

...It doesn't seem 'Fine' from the look on your face, though.

[He's frowning a little.]

Does Yosano-sensei make you uncomfortable? She's really very nice, as long as you aren't injured... or anger her.

[dereban]

. . . It's not that.

[ OH GOD

PLEASE DON'T FIND OUT ]

[scarsnstripes]

...Then what is it?

[ >Are you sure you want to do this?]

[dereban]

[. . .]

Not now. If you really want to know, talk to me later, after this.

[scarsnstripes]

....? Alright then.

[He's so confused? But he feels the need to defend Yosano as a fellow agency member.]

[dereban]

[ she reaches her hand to pat his head and glances down a little bit.

he'll be able to hear her say two words, a barely audible whisper in Japanese: ]

I'm sorry, Atsushi.

[ but...

who is she really apologizing to here? ]

[scarsnstripes]

[Oh! Headpat... He'll lean into it a little, but even that isn't enough to distract.]

I don't know why you're apologizing?

[He's.

So confused.

And a little concerned.]

[dereban]

[ she doesn't say anything.

just more headpats. ]

[oceanicbutterfly]

...actually, that makes a certain amount of sense. This is America, after all.

[dereban]

Not all Americans read the bible, Karen.

[oceanicbutterfly]

No, but it's more common here.

[dereban]

Maybe. . . but it's not like, common enough that people on the internet would say it.