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[tigerpoet]

The Ware Wolf Shop has a two item limit per month, even if you have enough Chroma for more. How does anyone decide what to buy?

I know I want one orb to get one of my books that Caster asked for, and I know I want to have another orb for some of my coworkers' works... But how am I meant to choose just one? Even if I can get more later, I find it hard to say whether Kyouka's works are a higher priority than Dazai's or Chuuya's or Yosano's or Kunikida's or - well, I could go on. And that's just limiting myself to buying the orbs and limiting what I could summon to books.

I could use advice? Or opinions about Japanese literature, if you have those.

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Voice

[scarsnstripes]

[Of course, of course Atsushi would switch to voice right when Atsushi is about to self immolate from being so flustered at all these compliments. There's a noise that sounds like a failed attempt to start talking that cracks out in more of a squawk, then the sound of a palm hitting skin as he covers his mouth.

A few beats, before--]

H-How can you just... say things like that so easily?

Voice

[tigerpoet]

[Oh nooo. Atsushi really should have mercy on him-]

It's not hard to say the truth.

[-but he won't.

After a moment, he does feel bad enough to add:] I can say it, but I'm weak to hearing it. So don't feel bad about being embarrassed.

[scarsnstripes]

[There's probably something comedic about hearing the high pitched wheeze that escapes Atsushi at that without an expression attached to it.]

So you already guessed I couldn't handle it but did it anyway?

[Said in a whine... admittedly, he's also bright fucking red behind his phone, good job.]

I-I'm just... not used to this sort of thing, yet. I mean, I've been here for a couple of months now, but... I didn't exactly... get compliments like this back home? It's not something you just expect, you know?!

[Whineeeee--]

Besides, you're way more handsome than me. You're cute but almost elegant looking, you know?

[tigerpoet]

E-elegant? Surely that's too much...

[Yep, he's just as weak as predicted. Now he's blushing and stammering too.]

[scarsnstripes]

No, it's really not. Elegant, refined... It was really easy to believe you were an author, you know? You just have that look about you. Like a handsome scholar you'd see in paintings.

[He's blushing too, but at least he's not stammering as much??? Turnabout was fair play.]

Though the other Atsushi is a little more on the wild side of things.

[tigerpoet]

[That it is. Atsushi's really in no place to complain, especially since he told the other Atsushi about his weakness for the sake of fairness.]

I-I'm really not as handsome as all that. I certainly don't have beautiful eyes like yours...!

[scarsnstripes]

[This is just a blush, flirt feedback loop, isn't it?]

B-Beautiful...? Why would you-- everyone usually calls them weird!

[tigerpoet]

[that's exactly what's going on]

Why would anyone call them weird? They're stunning.

[scarsnstripes]

[Rude, tbh.]

I-I mean... all the kids at the orphanage I grew up in called them weird? Two colors certainly isn't normal, anyway.

[Is there anything Atsushi didn't get bullied over?

...No, not really. He's pathetic like that.]

[tigerpoet]

Kids are mean and will bully people over anything.

[This is just an objective fact, and Atsushi should really not let his self-esteem be affected so much by kids he used to know.]

I think they're lovely. If I could paint, I'd gladly paint your portrait before anything else.

[scarsnstripes]

[Well, it wasn't just kids...]

T-That's... that's really too much, Atsushi-san, They're not... I'm not... I think your eyes are far more lovely, personally. They shine, not quite like metal but more like light....?

[tigerpoet]

[the adults there have been established to have been Awful]

If, if you say things like that, I don't know how to respond... Your hair is softer than mine, that's a fact. I don't know how you don't spend all day playing with it.

[scarsnstripes]

T-that's...

[Soft??? S-So he liked touching it?

Oh. At this rate, Atsushi is going to kill him isn't he.]

Y-you like touching it...? I-I mean, um...!! Even if it's soft, yours is far prettier. I've never seen hair that's a shade like yours.

[tigerpoet]

[They're both going to die.]

O-of course I like touching it. Unless you don't like me touching it?

[He thought Atsushi was enjoying it but maybe he was misreading the signs somehow??]

[scarsnstripes]

No! No, I love it!

[....just bury him here, it's fine.]

...I-I mean... why wouldn't I like it?

[tigerpoet]

I don't know, why would you think I didn't like it? You must have asked for some reason, so I thought...

[fucking rip.]

[scarsnstripes]

I-I... well, um...

[Oh this is awkward. No one's ever asked why and he's left speechless for a moment, fumbling for an answer that won't sound weird.]

I just...

[tigerpoet]

...you don't have to say if you don't want to.

[The awkwardness is palpable, and while Atsushi is more likely to assume that the fault is with himself, he doesn't want to pressure him to talk at all.]

[scarsnstripes]

No, no I mean...

[He doesn't want Atsushi to feel like he's at fault or asking something bad somehow, it's just...]

...I just was a bit surprised you liked touching me like that, that's all.

[tigerpoet]

...Well, I really like it. Even if your hair wasn't so soft, I like making you smile like that. And your purring is just as cute as the rest of you.

[rip!]

[scarsnstripes]

Ah...

[Rest in pieces, Atsushi. This is just too much for him.]

U-Um... thank you... I didn't quite expect to hear something like that.

[tigerpoet]

[Maybe he should expect it more!]

Is it so strange to want to make someone you're fond of smile?

[scarsnstripes]

[Atsushi is feeling far, far too warm right now from blushing.... but there's also a softer warmth, something that warms him through with happiness.]

....No, I guess it's not. You're really far too sweet, Atsushi-san.

[tigerpoet]

You've been just as sweet to me, Atsushi-kun.

[quantum honorifics, he definitely has been calling him atsushi-kun since forever I just don't write things like that]

He thinks so too.

[scarsnstripes]

I-I mean... you've been nice from the start, why wouldn't I?

[A pause, before--]

Ah.... does he? I mean, he isn't as open as you about how he feels, besides how he feels about you that is.