#[ honestly tho the only reason why i've gotten into gachas to begin with is because engagement on tumblr has grown to be so awful lately ]

[unladielike]

    "Is he now? With how super human you make him seem, it's kinda hard to picture him as another fellow homosapien... but it's honestly wild non-mediocre guys like that actually exist. Tell me - was he absolutely shredded or does he have a physique similar to yours?" Vivian questions while keeping in mind what Mizumachi had told her earlier about football terminology. Honestly, stuff like that tended to fly over her head, but since it clearly meant something to him, she figures she should make an effort when it came to remembering the difference between a linebacker and a quarterback.

    The moment she senses a throbbing tightness emerging behind her temple, however, Vivian would soon immediately grimace. Ah... that's right, she didn't exactly drink her coffee yet, did she? By that point, she'll then muster an apologetic smile up at Mizumachi before slowly emerging to her feet. "S-Sorry. I think I'm now just developing caffeine withdrawal symptoms, so I'll talk to you later, okay?" Vivian brings herself to half bow. Why, as much as she regretted cutting their conversation short so abruptly, she was truly starting to feel a headache coming on, to the point where she doesn't think she could exactly ignore it.

    "Hopefully, though, you derived some enjoyment from the low effort waffle and hot chocolate I made! Still, if you ever need anything, you're absolutely welcome to text me," she later reminds him, and upon giving him one last wave, hurries out of the kitchen.

[水]

Mizumachi smiles brightly at her reassurance that she liked the fact that he talked a lot, so he didn’t have to try hard to reserve a few brain cells to remember to dial it back a little bit. It’s hard when you’re a chatterbox! You sometimes forget to turn off that voicebox!

“You’re a great listener! It’s fun talkin’ to ya!”  

Mizumachi laughs at the NPC comment as a certain ‘chibi’ came to mind instantly. Komusubi-kun always spoke in various grunts and snorts. Very rarely would he actually say a word or two when the grunting wasn’t going to cut it. They called it the language of the strong guys, and sometimes Mizumachi found himself understanding what he was trying to say, but his understanding was lacking when you asked someone like Otawara or Kurita to translate.

“I know someone who talks in a series of Fuugooo and uuuugoooo kinda sounds. The real TOUGH guys can understand what it means, it’s kinda cool, actually! Haha, I could understand a bit of it.”

Hm… a linebacker… the guy who would pass and throw around the ball? Anyone on the team could throw and pass the ball around if the situation called for it, but—that was probably the quarterback she was thinking about, right?

“A linebacker is a defensive player. You have offense and defense, and at the line of scrimmage, the linebacker will try to stop the opponents from advancing. They’re usually some big and strong guys. The quarterback is usually protected by this big guys, he’s the one who passes and throws the ball to start the offensive play. The real mastermind of the team.”

Mizumachi wasn’t the smartest tool in the shed to put it mildly, but he was pretty sports smart! He was an incredibly athletic sort, being able to excel in most sports if he tried.

“Shin? He’s great! I don’t think I’ve ever seen him eat anything unhealthy. He’s easily one of the best players. He was on Team Japan when we represented the nation.”

Good times, good times. That was so much fun! It was wild!