week 5, saturday

[digestif]

That was quite a performance, Guy-kun.

[ Mizuki comes to visit him in the dungeon afterwards, like they're sure many others have. He's a friend, yes - but so was Zoe, and thus, their expression remains stony. They are, perhaps, a little sad, because he seemed nice enough, and had always been kind to them, and it's likely he's cursed in some way... but their disappointment far outweighs any sadness. ]

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[menially]

[cool well i guess we're burning that bridge immediately.

up comes the smile, immediate and familiar, customer service friendly.]

Not with those terms.

I appreciate your time.

[digestif]

[ there he goes. They can't tell if he's hurt or not... But they just feel sort of hollow. They really don't care. He killed a 16-year-old girl - a perfectly sweet and innocent one. Whoever the man they knew before might have been, they can't reconcile him with that person. ]

Goodbye, Guy-kun.

[ and there they go... ]

[menially]

Goodbye, Mizuki.

[He just silently watches them leave, only letting the smile drop when their form disappears from the doorway.

It was probably for the better this way. Maybe, at the very least... they could feel some sort of relief when he died.

He hates how conflicted that makes him feel.]