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[February 6th comes and goes, and with it Jiro Yamada's birthday. Now both of Ichiro's brothers' birthdays have passed without him being there.

Despite them being frozen in time, Ichiro still feels like he's losing time with them. And it's coming out in his inability to cook for one person.]

i haven't posted to the network in a minute so - yo, this is yamada ichiro.

i made way too much curry recently. like three teenage boys worth of curry, and i can't eat all of it myself. if you want any come by room # at the inn.

open to anyone. thx.

[ooc; no formal log for this but lemme know if you wanna thread anything or handwave some interaction]

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Its a secret.

[OH NO.]

......right.... tell me when youre heading over

[ koolaid man voice OH YEAH ]

I will.

[ He really needs to apologize to Ichiro profusely for this, but its frustrating when the people around you know things that they refuse to talk to you about. What else is he supposed to do?! He doesn't intend to pry too much but if he can rely on anyone to be upfront about the past it'll be this very good, responsible boy who would have no problem listening to his peers.

Five minutes before Rosho arrives, he shoots off a text to give the heads-up just as he was instructed. Once at the right inn room he knocks on the door, and Ichiro will find that Rosho isn't exactly alone. Right there on his shoulder is a strange skinny little ferret-fox sort of thing that gives a squeaky chirp in greeting. Rosho sighs at the sound, seeing as to him, it comes along with a voice he can understand. ]

This is my familiar, Archimedes. Please don't mind him. He's always insistent on meeting people I talk to that he doesn't know.

Oh. [Ichiro's a little surprised to see such a strange and cute creature on Rosho's shoulders but he's not at all bothered by it.] Well, hello to both of you then.

[He glances over his own shoulder to where his familiar is currently napping in a sunspot by the window. The little manticore's paws and ears twitch in its sleep.] Shiro - er, my familiar, is over there but it might be best not to bother him. He's kinda rowdy.

[Shiro is just a kitten, after all! He also... only just started really listening to Ichiro and even then, he does what he wants most of the time.

Without really looking at Rosho, Ichiro moves from the entryway to where the curry is in his room and starts working on portioning.] How much d'you want?

[He'll let him bring up what he wants to talk about...]

[ As Archimedes gives a chittering hello, Rosho glances over Ichiro's shoulder to take a look at the cub in the window. It certainly doesn't look like a trouble-maker? But appearances can be deceiving. ]

Its annoying when they have such feisty personalities, huh? But he looks really cute...

[ That tail looks pretty deadly though. Hopefully it won't grow up and just stay small. ]

If I could have three servings worth, that should do fine, thank you. One for myself and two for Sasara. [ No curry for Rei. 😤 ] If he wants more then he'll just have to make some himself.

[ Except of course it'll end up being Rosho making it and Sasara pretending to help.

All of a sudden Rosho's pipefox's fur ruffles, and with a puff of smoke it suddenly disappears. Rosho rolls his eyes. ]

He doesn't like it when I talk about Sasara. Even when I mention his name. I suppose its for the best, since I wanted to talk about Sasara with you.

[Archimedes has the right idea... Even if talking about Sasara is, decidedly, the lesser of the two evils.

Ichiro slides Rosho a hefty helping of curry to eat and leans back against a nearby surface. Much like during their last conversation, he crosses his arms over his chest but Ichiro looks much more relaxed about it. It's his natural stance more so than him putting his walls up.]

What about Sasara? [He knows what about, but again he'll let Rosho start.]

[ Rosho pulls out what seems to be a piece of cloth from his back pocket, but wouldn't you know it, as expected of someone like him, he unravels it to open up the little reusable shopping bag he likes to keep around for emergencies. One can never be too prepared. He tucks the bowls safely in the bag but puts them aside on the counter for the time being. It'll make it easier to focus on the conversation.

He looks at Ichiro, and his guilt resurfaces. He's grilling this poor boy about something that doesn't even involve him so to say and yet Rosho can't bring himself to give up on his selfish sort of interrogation. He'll have to make it up to him somehow, however he can. Taking a deep breath, he begins. ]

Its been hard for me to be okay with the fact that there are lots of things about Sasara that I don't know. Especially things that he could easily tell me about, but he just doesn't. I understand why at least. So when he finally let me know that he left Osaka and went to Tokyo for a while, it surprised me, but I knew why he never said anything about it. It'd been after we broke up our duo and stopped doing comedy together. We completely stopped talking. And so, him wanting to go somewhere else... I get it. But other than that, I have no idea what ever happened to him while he was gone.

[ Ichiro can assuredly get where this is going but Rosho is trying to hold himself back. All the questions running in his head, the ones that are always there when he looks at Sasara, he can't stop them. But then he thinks about how unfair it is for him to trample over his partner's concern for him like this, going behind his back to ask about his past when maybe, he carries around so many unpleasant memories that he couldn't bear for Rosho to know about them. He wants to carry the burden with him, but maybe he's just not strong enough. Maybe he's not meant to. Who's to decide that? ]

I think about him being there all by himself, after what'd happened, knowing now how it affected him, and...

[ He wrings his hands together nervously. One at a time, take this one at a time. Whats the thing that matters to him the most? If he just needed to know one thing. ]

At the time that you met him, what... what was Sasara like?

[He can see how hard this is for Rosho and how hard he's trying to hold back. Ichiro would feel the same, he thinks, in his position. Having a partner keep a chunk of their life secret... Like, of course everyone's entitled to their privacy but it doesn't sit well. The past is the past so what's the point in keeping it secret? Rosho seems to love Sasara no matter the circumstances; Ichiro doesn't think that will change.

But, this is also prior to Ichiro's conversation with Hitoya so he doesn't know all the details. He hasn't connected the dots between Sasara and Kuko's sudden departure. Maybe something really bad happened between Samatoki and Sasara that his elder doesn't want to bring up.

Rosho wringing his hands, though, really strikes an empathetic chord in Ichiro. It's almost painful to see him like this. He can't cover for Sasara again.

Ichiro takes a deep breath.] He was the same as he is now, honestly. [And because this comment stuck out to him most:] But he wasn't "all by himself." I don't know how they ended up together but he was already with Samatoki Aohitsugi when we met.

[ Its like a huge relief comes off his shoulders the moment Ichiro says that first part, and Rosho thinks that finally, finally, he can stop overthinking this period of time when he and Sasara had been apart. He'd been just fine. ...okay, probably not completely fine, because he knows of Sasara's penchant to keep his emotions to himself, but he managed to get by. He just tried to be himself, some silly idiot that told bad jokes, liked to bother people, maybe he performed a bit while he was in Tokyo. In the end he doesn't know, but he needs to stop assuming the worst. That's what he'd like to do.

If it wasn't for that one particular name that keeps popping up all the time. Samatoki Aohitsugi.

Again. That name, all the time, its always there. And he doesn't know what to do about it. ]

I see... [ Rosho's voice sounds distant for a moment before he focuses his attention back on Ichiro. ]

I'm glad. Sasara really likes attention, obviously. He likes to be engaged with interesting things. And because of that, he tends to gravitate toward certain people a lot. I guess... whatever Samatoki was like back then, he... really liked Samatoki.

[ There's a certain relief in that fact, just knowing that while Sasara was somewhere else so far away, he had company. He was happy. And he knows he can trust Ichiro's judgment. If Sasara was just the way he's always been, like now, then that's the most important part.

And yet, he's never talked about Samatoki. Not even once. ]

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