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June 2022 Test Drive


MAIN NAVIGATION
1. CLEAN UP
The curse has broken, finally banishing the oppressive air around the city and the many sightless eyes of the accursed haniwa. Life will have to return to normal now but first there is lingering clean-up that must be attended to:SHUTEN CLAN
The Shuten Clan is out in force to rebuild damaged storefronts. Eager oni appear in their festival happi, singing oni working tunes. You can pick up the words easily enough, join in and help out. The mood starts bright, but after a number of unlucky accidents there is less singing and more grumbling. The cursed energy left behind has made all of you much more prone to workplace accidents but the storefronts need to be scrubbed, broken glass needs sweeping, new furniture needs construction. There are any number of thumbs smashed by hammers, hands cut on saws, heads hit with falling debris or that board of wood you didn’t see someone carrying towards you. It’s a cursed day to be out on the job.
Rewards will come in the form of free drinks for a week from specific bars and a generous amount of chips for the casinos. If you aren’t of age to drink or gamble? Well… they’ll look the other way this time. Have fun.
It should be noted that the uniform -- a happi, a hachimaki, and fundoshi -- is required. The Shuten Clan is very traditional, after all.TAMAMO CLAN
The bathhouses in Tamamo clan territory remain full of bloodied water. They need to be drained and scrubbed to make them new again. However, reaching the drains is a tricky business. You can’t simply reach in to pull out the plug, you will have to wade into the water to twist it free. Easy enough, right?
Unfortunately, residual curse energy has made this a very dangerous task. Phantasmal hands will reach out and try to drag you under as you get too close to the drain. The phantasms can be distracted, so you’ll need some teamwork to succeed. Your reward is a significant amount of free bath coupons. Some of the advertised baths even have “special” properties. Take the chance to relax, you probably need it.
Those that are rejuvenated in the newly purified baths will find themselves with seemingly limitless vigor. That vigor may sometimes manifest in the form of desperately needing to fuck the first thing willing to do so. Which might turn out somewhat embarrassing...SUTOKU CLAN
The residual cursed energy in the Sutoku Alliance territory has congregated in their many arcades. The prizes in the UFO catcher machines seem off and they keep shifting around. If you happen to win a prize, the prize slot snaps shut on your hand with amazing force: the machine out for blood. To clear the curse, the prizes need to be removed from the machines and purified with the help of a local shrine maiden. Unfortunately, the key ring to open the machines has been stolen by some of the unruly prizes. You will need to use your UFO catcher skills to fish it back out.
Try not to lose any fingers.
Other machines are shooting tokens out of their coin slots at astonishingly painful speeds. A strange phenomenon, as even the machines that take swipe cards are doing it. Where are those tokens even coming from? You will have to get the machines open and give them a deep cleaning to get all the residual blood off the coins and mechanisms. You need the same keys that are stuck inside the UFO catcher…. Better hope you can fish out the one you need.
For your troubles, you will be given unlimited free plays for a month. Perfect for winning a totally-not-cursed prize for your sweetie.ENMA DEPARTMENT
It’s the Department of the Enma’s turn to go begging for good will. They are considered to be mostly responsible for the way the cursed haniwa were handled in the first place. Enma souls should get out on the streets and see what the people need: Food, clean water, housing repairs and maintenance, as well as exorcisms. They’re all high on people’s priority lists and most people want it done pronto. Try not to get snappy with the angry people, the department’s reputation is on the line.
The Enma is slated to give a press conference at some point. It's up to the rest of the Department to assure that there will be reception to his words. They are likely to be of grave importance to the rest of the city.
A hard day’s work is its own reward, but you’ll also get a day pass to a theme park on the edge of the city – in the name of community outreach, of course.
2. GHOST SHARKS
The very streets themselves are treacherous with residual curses. The isonades may have been intimidated out of town for the moment but the anger of their ancestors lingers in the bloody puddles that still glisten in the streets. Come too close to these puddles and spectral sharks will lunge from beneath the surface: Blood for blood! Lives for lives!
While spectral in nature, the teeth on these sharks can still do real harm to anyone they lash out at. They don’t seem to take damage in kind, but will pop and disperse for a moment when struck. The ghostly sharks are being populated by a magic totem that has been partially buried in the dirt of a local park. Destroy it and the sharks will disappear.
Unfortunately, a pack of snotty local children have taken a shine to this magic totem. They are not keen to let you take it from them, nor break it. It’s theirs. It’s special. If you’re feeling brutish or cruel, you can fight the children or deceive them, but your boss would probably suggest you try to bargain with them for appearance’s sake. They’re entirely unreasonable though, as children can be, and it will be quite a chore to get them to agree to your terms.
3. CURSED CORNERS
There are certain corners and alleyways which are simply predisposed to gather cursed energy. These areas are still haunted enough to affect the reality around you. You may experience hallucinations or visions of lost loved ones, past regrets, personal failings. These visions are played out in the area for all to see. You will remain frozen in place until your moment is done, or someone brave comes to pull you out.
Now that the worst of it is over, some of the more morbid and voyeuristic members of the public may be lurking around these haunted areas, waiting to see what horrors will be unveiled. They have out their phones and their cameras to record the show.
The cruelest of the spectators provide commentary to their social media followings as they observe. Anything for that monetization!
The biggest of the streams is a kerakera onna who goes by her channel name: Lipsticki. She leans in over the rooftops to cackle loudly at people’s misfortunes and give petty, scathing commentary about their misdeeds and failings.
4. THE ENMA SPEAKS (PLOT RELEVANT)
Outside the hospital where the Enma was being treated, there is a huge press gathering. The judge arbiter has been deemed fit enough to release. Hungry for word, journalists from every publication swarm the area. Most press-outlets in the city are controlled by the Sutoku Alliance, who have a vested interested in interrogating the Enma.
A number of other onlookers have tacked on as well, including Lost Souls both old and new. Lost Souls may even find themselves ordered to attend the statement by their faction.
It is assumed that the Enma must have something of grave importance to say, after all.
The Enma approaches the podium. He is dressed in his usual suit, his crown, and his stern expression; it puts a hush over the crowd through its tremendous pressure alone. No questions have been asked, yet, but a statement has been prepared. He clears his throat:
"The cause of the curse, the enemy of Jigokucho, is... Haniyasu. The Department's focus will be shifting to determining our next action in regards to this entity. That is all."
Just like, the Enma's secretary and a retinue of armored shinigami move to flank the Enma and guide them to a waiting limo down the steps. The press yells their questions over one another, but are pushed back. The Enma doesn't even seem to perceive them, simply focusing on getting into the car.
Unfortunately, if you're a representative for one of the factions -- especially the Department of the Enma -- that makes you fair game to hound for questioning too. Do you stand your ground or try to run away?
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Eiichi Segawa | Hashihime of the Old Book Town
[The entire city, whatever or wherever it was, was absolutely disgusting. Busted open shops and nearly ever single inch covered in what appeared to be blood. Forget whatever futuristic marvels were apparently found behind the doors of towering buildings rivaling the Ryounkaku-- it wasn't very appealing to behold when everything was covered in dirt and dried blood.
It was hardly a comfort that people were actually trying to clean up, because no one seemed to be doing a very good job of it so far with how much was still left. Eiichi had obstinately refused to help in the bath houses at the Tamamo sector, so it was in Sutoku territory where he ended up; in some kind of building full of those little machines that were gaining popularity in the west. They seemed awfully frivolous in his opinion.
However, there were quite a few people struggling with the claw crane, and getting beat with coins for their troubles. Eiichi would simply leave that struggle up to the others, instead scrubbing the floors and walls and the outsides of the cabinets, occasoinally leaning away to avoid all the nonsense flying around the room. The one he's currently trying to disinfect had the sleeves of his black jacket stuffed unceremonisiously into the opening of the token slot to avoid direct attacks. He's pretty meticulous, at least... though he doesn't seem too happy about it.
Or, maybe you see him unceremoniously stop in the middle of scrubbing, watching everyone else get pelted while he lights up a cigarette. He was glad he at least still had his last pack and matches with him. Though, isn't it kind of obnoxious to try cleaning with someone just blowing smoke in the air?]
3. cursed corners
[Eiichi doesn't err towards alleys and side streets; they're the filthiest places in Tokyo, and that certainly was no exception in this city, even after most of the clean-up. But it's better to duck closer to a wall to avoid getting near another gaggle of civilians waving their cameras around.
Even when his feet catch, and he can't move-- or something stops him from moving-- his scowl of distaste from nearly being run into by a group of people disappears because the real annoyance has apparently passed.
The alley isn't very interesting. The walls and ground look like they're covered by a light projection, flat visions of color blocked trees and grass in vibrant green stretching over them. The two people that appear are far less detailed-- just black, hazy human figures. Both of them were small enough to be children, though one was considerably taller than the other. They appear to be arguing, though their words are indistinct; it only seems to be the impression of tones and sounds, the taller boy's voice clearly louder and angrier than the other. It's not long before the taller one grabs the younger one, throwing him to the ground in the middle of his fury. His voice quiets, and eventually he departs the scene, leaving the younger one on the ground. That's about all there is to see.
The entire time Eiichi simply stands there, casually putting a cigarette to his lips and striking the match to light it up, all the while seemingly unaffected by whatever had played out before him. The worst part was everyone around being so chatty and nosy about it.
He takes a deep drag on his cigarette, and turns to one of the gawkers, blowing smoke in their face before stubbing it out right on the shoulder of their shirt. And again, he seems uncaring when the person drops their phone and starts freaking out, that sympathetic crease to his seeming pretty inauthentic.] Man... don't any of you know how to shut up?
[Of course, that doesn't do much to quiet anyone, and so Eiichi grabs one of the noisier onlookers, heaving them by their shirt collar and bodily throwing them at the crowd. He's aiming for that loud-mother kerakera, but honestly, anyone will do.]
4. the enma speaks. but like halfsies.
[Whether it's at the press conference, or just a moment on the busy streets, Eiichi always keeps to the edge of roads and crowds. Whatever news the press conference is about is far beyond him; there've been reporters and journalist all over the place that day, and it mostly just felt like a nuisance (though the curse must have been responsible for all the filth covering the city?).
It's only when swarms begin that he actually does something. If you're about to be trampled by the crowd at the conference, or a gaggle of reporters-- or maybe you're one of the people being hounded by reporters yourself, you may feel someone grab your arm, pulling you out of the middle of the storm. It's a rough gesture, but at least it's enough to keep someone from getting stomped on. He looks pretty annoyed about the entire situation, but Eiichi still keeps a tight grip as long as the crowd is still a threat.]
You must be one of those careless types that walk right into traffic, huh? [He scoffs. But at least he's being helpful?]
wildcard.
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But it of course means when the crowd moves and the reporters surge forward that she's knocked into, and stumbles--
And thankfully, does not get trampled like she half-expected, saved by a rough grip on her arm that has her tense from both the familiarity and the unfamiliarity. ]
I don't think I would be around to tell you no, I'm not... if I was.
[ She answers, a little frazzled, but also not quite willing to be informed she's careless by a complete and utter stranger. ]
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[Yeah, he's not gonna be any nicer about it, unfortunately. But, he does seem to recognize that she's clearly a little frazzled; it doesn't improve his bedside manor, but he does start pulling her along and out of the thick of the crowd-- slightly less aggressive than the initial near-trampling, at least.]
Come on, don't just keep standing there. [Sighs!!]
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I can walk on my own, you know. As much as I appreciate your help.
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[the enma speaks]
After either minutes or an eternity of trying and failing to quell the horde of angry reporters, being suddenly pulled away by a stranger is a shock and a reprieve in one. Some of the final questions are flung haphazardly as the apparent Enma representative in Beat is physically hauled backwards by somebody who at least appears to have their shit further together.]
Mm. My apologies, I was stopped by one, and... it turned into an avalanche. [At least he has someone new to talk to, to partially confide how out of his depth he is. Even if it's, uh, somebody a lot younger.] They think me as some kind of authority, when I am as lost as they are...
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He at least makes the extra effort of shooing off the cloud of reporters around Beat-- but eventually he gets fed up, and kicks the closest one away with the hell of his shoe to send the rest of them into an unbalanced mess, as he continued to leave with his new-- acquaintance? Or, maybe more like a hostage.]
That's what happens with pests like these. Even in a place like this, all they want is something for a headline... They're not worth anyone's attention. [You could also just kick them!]
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The kicking... is a bit much, though. Would have taken a lot more for Beat to get to kicking people.] Are they worth such violence? I'm sure enough answers would have placated them.
[This poor soul clearly has no idea about the power and obstinancy of the Press Brigade.]
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4. COMES FLYING OUT FROM THE SKY TO RIDER KICK YOU IN THE FACE
[There were new clothes to pick up, courtesy of the not-very-anonymous Shuten benefactor, and errands to run now there was time to run them, and he'd stopped at the Dog Ears bookstore to browse, of course, and the repair efforts everywhere meant he'd had to take a long detour around construction... by the time he found the crowd that had massed around the hospital entrance, the Enma had already begun his speech. Such that it was.]
[Even as he's frowning over the statement, an uncharacteristically-somber expression on his face, he doesn't realize what he's walked into until the reporters zero in on him.]
...! Excuse me, sorry, I don't -- you should ask the Captain -- no, I really --
[The unseen person sharply yanking him out of the fray is startling, but not unwelcome. At least, until he speaks, in that oh-so-familiar scornful tone, and Minakami feels the axis under his feet shift. He's suddenly all too aware of everything: The anxiety in his gut, the still-new bruises and cuts on his face, the sound of people chasing after the Enma's limo.]
Kawase?
well now how am i supposed to tag you without a face
[The sound of the voice gets him to stop for a moment. It hadn't exactly been easy to see anything among the crowd of pests, but it's not like he's gonna say it was just a fluke; though there's an obvious amount of surprise on his face, even if the expression is still small.
Kawase hasn't seen him since before the train's crash, and now he's practically being run down by a crowd of reporters. Which, someone like Minakami could probably get out of easily, but..] Ah... you're still acting like a pushover, huh? [and the comment's as biting as ever.
But-- well, he suddenly has quite a bit of a vested interest in the reporters fucking off, because it's just gonna end up being his problem anyway if Minakami's involved. And so, no matter how much stronger than him Minakami definitely is, he still grabs him by the shoulders to shove him away from the gaggle of pests, pushing him along like there was nothing to see here.] Ugh, what a pain...
idk you seem to be managing fine despite the sky actively murdering you
[Whichever it is, he allows himself to be hauled back multiple steps, right up until the point where he recovers from his shock to hear what the reporters are saying again. It's still mostly variations of the same tune, demanding answers about the month-long crisis, or about the Enma's actions or lack thereof contributing to the situation -- but a few are actively mentioning his involvement from a week ago, or his statement as an eyewitness, and not only are those things he's not prepared to discuss, Minakami is especially not willing to discuss this with Kawase right now. As it is, his life just got a lot more complicated very quickly.]
Eh -- there's a sidestreet back there-- [finally turning to walk on his own power instead of being pulled along] --we can lose them there.
[Which certainly begs the question of why he even has familiarity with these streets at all. The moment it seems like they're leaving the reporters behind, he slows down, turning to his erstwhile friend with uncharacteristic urgency:]
How long have you been here? [He doesn't think Kawase's been here for over a week; at least he hopes not.] Have they made you sign anything yet?
it takes all my power to withstand the sun's assault i cannot possibly battle yours at the same time
but can you battle the monolith that is cloudflare
i think if i did it would erase like the entire internet??
worth
.......................................................honestly yeah
OH GOD I CAN LEGALLY USE THIS ICON NOW IT'S BEEN 84 YEARS
THE PROFESY IS TRUE
cw: suicide mention
cw: suicide mention As Well
holds head, just marks this whole thread off as cw ...............
just don't read this thread it's better that way
we say, while gaa has their face pressed against the glass going [sicko voice]
they should also not read this tbh
you can't even read this
i almost made you rp out the whole bus trip that's why i don't read
to be fair boomeranging tags back and forth of painful silence would be Hilarious
RIPS MY SHIRT OFF TO REVEAL ANOTHER SHIRT WITH "I 💗 FROGMAN" ON IT
please put your shirt back on
retroactive winner of the wet t-shirt contest. its frogman
ABSOLUTELY CORRECT
well what's his prize
apparently 'not being fully present for hellmonth'
he sat there at the edge of existing, wibbling, while tama had a breakdown. idk if thats a prize
i mean it means he doesn't have to deal with the breakdown, so that's neat
july substory: take a frog out to get ice cream (plot relevant)
perfect, ideal
you actually get three points for that thread
tragically this thread subtracts 3 points from all our ledgers
we're in a deficit and theyre not even up yet
fuck
kfc double doubledown: two doubledowns as the "bread" of a doubledown
it is possible that this is too much chicken in one chicken
that's like nine chicken i think, which at that point you could just order a plate of wings
well the good news is looking at the doubledown hot dog has made me never hungry again
i'm still upset about that
go sixteen years in the past to erase the double down dog
i mean you joke but i would
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the tag that took three days and 27 planets worth of energy to finish, i hope you're both ready
presses hands together, looks at sky
[gestures at a burning planet] i think i did pretty well
THE PLANET'S DYING KAWASE
[barrett voice]
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[But the crowd shrieks and scatters after a moment of trying to close in on him, the kerakera crying out in a shock of pain and dancing away to hold her foot; an ofuda had been stabbed into it with a tantou.]
Don't you think you had better get going? [A man- maybe just a man- smiles up at the crowd from beneath the brim of his paper umbrella, its bullseye pattern tilted towards Kawase as he plucks his tantou back out of the kerakera's foot.] I don't recall my bosses giving any of you permission to film for profit in our streets.
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Eh..? [But, suddenly it's a lot less of an issue-- the crowd is suddenly cowed, and the kerakera starts shrieking way too loudly. His expression has fallen back to a dead neutral, as he tilts his head to glance the ofuda and tantou stuck to her foot. It was certainly effective, but who just walked around carrying ofuda with them?
Some kind of weirdo, probably. But if he's gonna scare off the crowd by being creepy, Kawase's sure not gonna get in his way.] If that's true, I think you're being too easy on them. You have to be thorough if you're going to scrub the filth away.
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[Matoba idly cleans the tantou off on the sleeve of his haori before sheathing it; his glance turns up on Lipsticki menacingly, through his smile.] Did you hear that? This one thinks I ought to just do away with you.
I'm inclined to agree.
[That seems to be all the motivation she needs. Blustering angrily into her camera for her livestream, the kerakera suddenly finds motivation to stomp off and find another alleyway to bother, leaving the two humans more or less on their lonesome once the scene being made disperses.]
You really can't let the smallfry go for even a minute, can you? [Matoba finally peels his attention away from the youkai and onto Kawase. What kind of weirdo just carries around ofuda? Probably the same kind of weirdo that has one over their eye as a ward.] It's a shame. I'd love to make an example of them, but when you find yourself working for ayakashi, you can't just go dispelling them for petty annoyances.
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What he does understand, however, is that it seems like someone is trying to Start Some Shit. Obviously not the poor bastard that's panicking from running into Ryoma, but the smug-looking guy that people were talking shit about. Ryoma shoves the already-projectiled local out to the edge of the crowd, before raising his foot up and kicking him off toward Eiichi. ] Hey, asshole, watch where you're throwin' stuff!
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[He looks at the larger man disparagingly, apparently completely fine with the fact that he just threw a person into another person. Rather, he just sort of steps out of the way of the poor guy being ping-ponged around, so he wouldn't have to touch them again.]
Trash is trash. You want me to go to the trouble of sorting what should go where?
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ok plus plusington, i'm here for your ass... 1
anyway.
murr quietly takes a cross-legged seat next to eiichi. he rocks from side-to-side. ]
What'cha doin'?
[ he knows what eiichi is doing. he's KILLING FUN ]
a hikari in my inbox.... at last................
Are you blind? What do you think I'm doing? [He stands up straight instead of leaning over the machine, the cleaning rag still in his hand.] This entire place is disgusting... If they're not going to just burn it down, then it needs to be cleaned up.
[Who cares about the curses. He would rather this place just be condemned, but unfortunately it was easier to clean it rather than destroy it with all its grossness inside.]
places my paws on you
holds ur paw gently
wiggles beans
uguu
uwu~
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ok we can probably wrap this one up ily
blows u a kiss
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eiichi's smoking is only obnoxious because it's been a while since the last one ryouma's had and he just wants one more now. ]
Hey. Can I bum one of those off ya? I'll owe you a favour~
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So, wordlessly, Eiichi holds his own in the corner of his mouth, as he pulls his pack back out to take out another cigarette, and holds it out to him.]
You can pay me back by getting me more. This is the only pack I have left after arriving in this shithole.
[seriously if he had to quit cold turkey while in Hell he was probably gonna kill someone.]
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4. what's up nerd
I'm not interested in making a statement, let me through-! [ He honestly hated this public facing business, right now, but the blue yukata-garbed man gets forcibly fished out by the bicep, dragged away from the crowd. ]
[ While a few reporters watch Kawase pull Cloud out of the mess of questions, the crowd is too opportunistic to follow him being drug out, turning to chase after the departing Enma. ]
...I owe you one. [ He brushes himself off a bit - thankfully his clothes, which Kawase may or may not recognize as still new enough to have the folds in them, weren't damaged in the mob. ] I'm not exactly a fan of the press right now.
fuckin loser alarm
Pests are prone to swarming. [He says dryly, though it shifts to disparaging when he focuses on Cloud.] Next time you shouldn't stand around so obviously... a person like you should be able to deal with a harmless crowd like that.
[The guy was probably at least as strong as Minakami; it was kind of easy to tell when you were trying to yank around someone close to twice your weight.]
wow!!!!!
i come to you now in a post-speed boost golbat
but do you have a chesto berry
[roommates voice] oh my god it had a chesto berry
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He watches Eiichi light up a cigarette with slightly raised eyebrows, though it doesn't seem to be out of judgment so much as curiosity. ]
Any luck with the cleaning?
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Sure... someone let it sit too long, but you can get blood out eventually. [He doesn't even mean anything nefarious, but his smile sure looks creepy.]
Ah... but a mess like that has probably seeped into the machinery, so we'd have to open them. [He takes a puff between sentences.] Any luck with that key, yet?
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... except, too late. shin's too skinny, too tiny not to get pushed this way or that way by the reporters, and it's a blessing to have a grip around him to pull him out of it... even if he does wish it were a little bit softer.
damn, shin's fragile, stranger, please.)
... It just happened. I wasn't expecting it.
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Though, Shin being so small and skinny does sort of remind him of having to pull Tamamori out of traffic when he wasn't paying attention. Actually, it sort of seems like that thought makes him more grumpy, but at least when there's less a risk of trampling, he lets go of Shin's arm without much fuss.]
You must have really been spacing out if you didn't notice the noisy crowd. [As it is, he only looks exhausted, at least, despite his sharp tone.] But I suppose it can't be helped... some people can space out on anything.
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