A mostly useless video post; backdated to the 20th

[trainwrecking]

[He spent three hours staring at his (now mostly functional) watch, rehearsing this a hundred times. Shouldn't it be fine?

Unfortunately, no, thanks to the TRIHARDO virus. The feed opens to a sterile white room and a bandaged up redhead, who seems to be doing his best to appear confident and normal despite the lingering rasp in his voice. haha! "normal"]

A-a-ano, ahh, hello, it's— No, that's stupid, I mean to say— er, no, I, um—

You don't have to do this if— a-ah, ehhh, umm... I... I-I... uhh.

...

N-nevermind. I forgot what I was going to ask. Ahah... [No! TRY EVEN HARDER. TRIHARDO.]

Wait! [Cue an emphatic gesture for "WAIT."] No, ahh, that wasn't true..! I would really appreciate it if someone could get something for me!

Or— uh, if you can sew, that would be great too.

Ahh, uhh, I'll do anything I can in return! Ahh, no, that was worse than when I practiced... Eh? Did I leave the video go—

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[trainwrecking]

I... can't tell if you're actually concerned about it or just sick of hearing me talk. Do you care?

[He won't go for the obvious joke opportunity this time. The last thing he wants (or needs) is more ego-bruising, thanks!]

[bondsofsuffering]

Why would I be concerned? I gave you my advice a long time ago, so whether or not you follow it is all on you.

[He's not here to police Otonashi, after all.]

I'm just surprised you can keep spouting that stuff with a straight face. It sounds like lines out of a comic book or something.

oh the irony of that tag. "from a hospital bed" ha ha HAH...

[trainwrecking]

I guess I should learn to expect that from you, right? [But--]

I keep "spouting this stuff" because it's--it's important to me.

it'll be great when this all comes back to bite Hizumi in the butt

[bondsofsuffering]

Important enough to send yourself back to the afterlife over?