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[So she was going to actually ask something of those of and brought here... At least, until she opened her mouth and a certain someone's boom box went off.]

Tomadou kotoba ataerarete mo jibun no kokoro tada uwa no sora
Moshi watashi kara ugoku no naraba subete kaeru no nara kuro ni suru
Konna jibun ni mirai wa aru no? Konna sekai ni watashi wa iru no?
Ima setsunai no? Ima kanashii no? Jibun no koto mo wakaranai mama
Ayumu koto sae tsukareru dake yo hito no koto nado shiri mo shinaiwa--

[...It seems as though they stopped after that, pausing as though in thought.]

...I wonder if a store is still open. [Because she could indeed use some sake at the moment, dealing with these stubborn children and a brainwashed representative ~~you're next, Pyro Jacks~~. A little later (read: thirty minutes of likely continued perplexing behavior from the aforementioned representative and drinking yet not getting drunk), there is a text because what is trusting her voice with this still occurring?]

What is it you desire during this season? ...Aside from a certain clan deciding whether they wish for a green or white Christmas.

[Other gods know they have had enough of that to last for a few years.]

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...I also am fully aware of just how it is to interpret their desires incorrectly and neglect a select few whose voices were stronger.

[If you ever wondered what truly furious red eyes looked like, someone had that answer now. Right in front of him in the blink of an eye as though she had always been right. there, and those scars are still apparent, still healing under the burial kimono. Those poor Pyro Jacks will never stand a chance...]

I had learned the fickleness of the soul long ago. There is no need to reopen fresh wounds, son of man.

[She could just trap him in an illusion, you know. It certainly does sound appealing right about now.]

[Yu... actually looked worried at that moment, not that he didn't have every reason to be. He leaned back into the couch, almost like it would swallow him up and save him. The couch refused, and Izanagi was doing the equivalent of, "NOPE," in his head... so he opted to uneasily turn away from the goddess.]

...right. Sorry.

[And just as suddenly, she is back at the table, sitting upon a chair near it as though she had never moved. See? did not even lift a finger against him.

She sighed.] You are not in your right mind. I cannot hold this transgression against you.

[Still, there was that warning. The news report was going to have something that had been very much deserved soon after this was over. No Thousand Curses for anyone, today...]

[Yu's expression went back to his usual, though on the inside, he was a bit irritable. He was so in his right mind... when have they ever known him to not help others? Well, maybe they wouldn't hold it against him... he knew he wouldn't hold it against them; they were his friends after all, and he'd show them how awesome a Green Christmas was eventually.]

[...speaking of.]

...I wonder if the others will still continue with the Christmas party...

[He trailed off a moment, before turning to her again.]

I don't know if the others told you, but you're invited.

[You were in a loin cloth.

That sparkles.

Going around town with all your Pyro Jack friends.

You also freaked out one of your social links by going between her legs.

What part of this makes it seem as though you were in your right mind, Yu. I mean seriously. She is silent the entire time he is, wondering just how long he would need to be tied up in the first place. At least, until he speaks up again. A Christmas party? How quaint.]

I'm certain that they-

[Congratulations, Narukami... You are one of the few who have ever made her speechless.]

No, they had not. In fact, they were likely too surprised that I would one day move to act in favor of their desires.

[Yu nodded at that; now that he really thought about it, he wasn't sure how to feel about his friends uniting with the death goddess against him. Maybe he really was doing something wrong...?]

[...nah.]

Well, you are. I... want you to come.

...Why?

[See, brother. She can listen. ...Sometimes. ~~And yes you clearly were~~]

Do they not still despise me for the desires I had to act on? Why then, would you invite an enemy?

Because, you're not an enemy.

[...this was brushing against his foot-in-mouth moment before, but...]

...you wanted to understand us, right? Why shouldn't we try to understand you too?

...The Fool does indeed suit you, Narukami.

[...Why does that amusement also seem to be laced with a little bit of happiness(?) Gods are weird.]

[~~He was going to feel like a Fool in a day or so.~~ Yu let out an awkward noise at that, at least having the grace to look a little embarrassed by his honesty.]

...why else would you choose me?

[~~There there, Chosen. Yu Tried.~~ She actually chuckles at that.]

I only saw potential that lay dormant within you, Narukami Yu. Your own soul's Arcana does not always reflect the amount of skill, though the Fool is rarest of all.

[...see, this is what he means by not understanding her, and he really wants to. He probably has what is the most sincere expression ever on his face.]

Potential... I wouldn't have thought I was anything special at all until you did what you did.

[Maybe one day, he will. Until then, she will troll you with how little you do know about her.]

And that... is one of humanity's many downfalls.

[Odd. She sounds a little sad about that.]

Maybe so... but that's what makes humans different from beings like you. Unfortunately... it takes a lot for us to see what kind of person we really are.

Perhaps... or perhaps it could also be viewed as a strength, rather than an unfortunate flaw. Every quirk has its positive and negative connotations.

[...?!]

[No. Nope. Not right now. Not when he isn't in his right miiiiind. ~~God~~ ~~Morgan Freeman~~ Mysterious Voice, please.]

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Mm...

[Yu nodded solemnly as the stirrings of a social link starting began within their minds...]

...so, since we're at an understanding, can you untie me now?

[...and came to a stop so fast the screeching sound of breaks could be heard.]

No. [Oh, so close~ At least no one got ran over in the process.]

It is either these bindings or the 'invisible' hands. I am certain your friends prefer the former.

[Didn't mean she'd kill; just pin down.]

[...wow, she didn't even miss a beat with that one. Yu let out a groan, flopping his head on the back of the couch again in defeat.]

[Maybe another day, child. Maybe another day. She only smirks in amusement before turning to the side so that he wouldn't see what she's typing in the air. Oh, the love of filters and such--

snrk.]

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