Chapter 5: Cutting Algae Part Two

[mp_simplyacommoner]

It was 7:50PM. Teru had gotten bored of studying and broke it up with his nightly stretches—he had decided it was going to be an early night to bed. He had already decided he was going to sign up for the next basketball roster and it was offseason practice time.

As it turned out, he couldn’t tolerate a lack of things to do after school for long.

Cooling down from his trunk rotations with some Kamizawa Water, he checked his phone and paused mid-sip. There were a few notifications from Mob that he opened right away. There were a few pictures of what was undoubtedly the long-awaited kaiseki meal…though they were a bit blurry. Oh, one was actually decent in quality. There was also a blurred person in the background of one without much food—even with the lack of clarity it looked like they weren’t expecting to be caught on camera. Had he meant to send that one, let alone take it? Oh well, didn’t matter.

that mukōzuke Send.

( ੭ ˘ ³˘)੭‎°｡⋆♡‧₊˚ Send.

divine looking Send.

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[mp_simplyacommoner]

thanks Send.

I think it's kind of a dismal turn for them Send.

If I made the decision to love them Send.

I don't think I have the restraint to be patient about it Send.

[spiritsandsuchtrainee]

I don't really get it Send.

But I guess that's because I can be patient with Tsubomi Send.

I don't plan to confess to her for awhile. Send.

[mp_simplyacommoner]

But you've already resolved in your heart to do it Send.

That takes courage Send.

I admire you for that Send.

[spiritsandsuchtrainee]

Thanks Send.

I hope things go well for you and the person you like too Send.

[mp_simplyacommoner]

Thanks Send.

You're putting in the work Send.

I've been a bit inspired by you Send. That was an understatement.

Even if you can't be a special person in general, you can be a special person for someone else Send.

That's what I think Send.

So keep working hard Send.

I will too Send.

[spiritsandsuchtrainee]

Mob's lips pulled into a slight smile.

I should get to bed. We're supposed to go to the castle early tomorrow. Send.

[mp_strikinglyblessed]

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'The rain which … when the season of … comes is the rain reminiscent of the … of the poor … sorrow'

If Reigen stared at the words he wrote down long enough maybe something would unlock in his brain. But, it hadn't yet. Not even writing it down repeatedly enough to fill the margins in his notebook was doing the trick. The sake that had been so generously left for him in his room wasn't exactly assisting either.

He took another sip.

It was damn good, though. God, sometimes he just needed to hit the reset button. Look at things in a new light, missing piece or no...right?

...

Reigen took another sip. Then another.

[mp_npc]

"Are you awake?" Asa's voice drifted from the other side of the sliding door. It wasn't quite a whisper, but she wasn't speaking at her normal volume, either.

[mp_strikinglyblessed]

Jolted out of his thoughts, Reigen lowered his small glass so quickly he practically slammed it, hastily wiping off his mouth with the sleeve of his dark yukata.

“Yes! Please come in.”

[mp_npc]

Asa slid open the door slowly, as to make as little noise as possible. While the resort was well taken care of, there were some sounds that came standard with a building of this age.

"I'm sorry to interrupt you so late at night." She slid the door closed behind her. "Mind if I join you?"

[mp_strikinglyblessed]

Something suddenly clicked in Reigen’s brain when he saw her. There was a silence that he realized had gone on a beat too long before he answered.

“No, no, not at all.” Another beat. He hastily shut his notebook and reconciled his papers until the table was something resembling suitable for a lady to join him.

[mp_npc]

She crossed the room and sat down across from him.

"Most of our guests are already asleep at this hour. Are you having a hard time sleeping?"

[mp_strikinglyblessed]

“I suppose I am a bit restless…” Reigen rubbed at his temple as he tried to focus on not slurring his reply. “I hope I’m not making a ruckus.”

[mp_npc]

Asa shook her head. "You're not. I just saw the light coming from beneath your door and thought maybe you were having a hard time relaxing."

[mp_strikinglyblessed]

"It's not that I'm not relaxed...it's more like--how do I say it..."

'The Work of a Spirit Specialist is never done,' is something he could have said.

'I meditate best with the lights on.'

'Actually yes, but this sake is really getting me there.'

"There's something missing."

[mp_npc]

"I feel the same way, actually." Asa shifted her head, a thick strip of hair cascading over one shoulder as she did so.

[mp_strikinglyblessed]

Reigen hummed in acknowledgement, more clever phrases going unsaid and dissipating before they could fully take form. “I think…I’ve found it, though.”

[mp_npc]

That piqued Asa's curiosity. "What was the thing you were looking for?"

[mp_strikinglyblessed]

“You.”

[mp_npc]

Asa's face reddened. She couldn't deny how much she had been drawn to him since he first arrived here. But she had never dreamed that the attraction would be reciprocated.

"You flatter me," she said, brushing the hair back behind her shoulder. Though she didn't laugh, there was genuine mirth in her voice. "You sure you haven't been drinking too much of the sake I left for you?"

[mp_strikinglyblessed]

The shock and horror at saying such a thing to a client was some far-off chirping in Reigen’s head. His core approach to these situations barely felt like a part of him at all. Not even the obvious out she had given him was spared more than a moment’s thought.

“Maybe, but…I’m serious.” His dark eyes went from her to the sake on the table—huh, had he really drank half of it already? “The castle is a beast. Your warm hospitality is giving me the courage to slay it.”

[mp_npc]

Asa's face grew impossibly warmer. She felt as if she were a woman more idealistic and energized than she felt these days. "Is that so?" she asked, trying to mask her embarrassment with charm. "I made and aged that sake myself."

[mp_strikinglyblessed]

Reigen’s eyes widened at the implications of that. Despite everything that was said, that small voice in his head was shouting through the haze.

“And…you gave it to me?”

[mp_npc]

"I was waiting for the right person to give it to. I was sure that person was you."

[mp_strikinglyblessed]

"I'm...If I said honored I wouldn't be doing it justice." Reigen gently swished the remaining liquid in his glass. "This isn't like any sake I've had before. The tastes that are balanced in here...it's art."