#Mizuqueue

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[水] 

Mizumachi shakes his head solemnly, pitying the situation the married couple were in. He had to watch as his wife slowly became inoperable because of technology issues. How sad would it be for him to know that there is nothing that he could do for his wife while she probably missed her husband, still waiting to be able to speak to him again… but couldn’t. At least, he felt that’s what she may have felt, even if Miku isn’t entirely sentient.

“Either someone from the old company or maybe a new company can move her to a new device.”

Surely someone should be able to help him, unless it’s some issue with copyright or something? That would suck if so, but someone had to be able to help him. It would’ve been easy for someone else to move onto another wife, but he remained steadfast in keeping loyal to his wife he hadn’t seen in so long. It was a long-distance relationship without any reassurance.

When Vivian started praying, he stood there quietly for some time to allow her to have a conversation with the father in heaven person. He knew enough to give people peace while they were praying.

“Nhaha! My bad! I’ll warn ya next time!”

A celebrity he was fond of? There were a lot of celebrities or athletes that he liked, but it wasn’t to the point that he’d consider marrying them. Still, he didn’t want to say there none without truly thinking hard about it.

“Ehhh I think the only one I can kinda think of right now is Ariel? Like, maybe one of her sisters? It would be cool to be a mermaid.”

If King Poseidon can turn Ariel into a human, he could obviously turn a human into a merman, right? How fitting would that be, considering he played American Football under the ‘Kyoshin Poseidon’ name? He loved swimming in the water too! It was perfect!

“I can’t think of any real-life person, though. I think all the attention would bother me.”

Imagine having to live your life under the scrutiny of the eyes of the general masses and paparazzi? Mizumachi would probably earn the ire from the masses somehow with his ‘himboness’.

“I would get pretty jealous too. I don’t think I can share.”

Some people could, being polyamorous or whatever, but Mizumachi didn’t think he’d find it that easy to accept, personally.

    When Mizumachi proceeds to inform her Akihiko Kondo apparently couldn't talk to his precious wife anymore thanks to the company that made the device he uses to communicate with her suddenly going bankrupt, stunned blinks were quick to roll off her eyelids.

    "Whoa, seriously?!" she finds herself uttering out rather incredulously before letting out a sympathetic sigh. "Man, that sure is capitalism for you... the second your company stops making money, you'll have no choice but to seek greener pastures elsewhere, I guess," Vivian then acquiesces. Honestly, if she were in Akihiko Kondo's shoes, she would probably have crashed out.

    "Meanwhile, I was so busy going through the motions of life, it didn't even occur to me to check how he's doing. Either way, that definitely sucks and I hope at some point, he's able to track down one of the former employees or something to get it fixed," Vivian adds, only to clasp her hands together in fervent prayer and lift her chin upwards to regard the ceiling above them mere seconds after she finishes speaking.

    "Dear father in heaven... if you're listening, please grant Akihiko-san happiness again by revitalizing his wife back to life. In return, I shall stream Miku's songs on Spotify for the next two months. Amen," she idly murmurs. Granted, his Miku might actually be asleep than dead, yet given the fact she was no longer talking, Vivian figures something killed her. Regardless, so distracted was she by the one sided conversation she was having with God, a startled yelp immediately hurls it's way past her throat once Mizumachi slaps her on the back.

    "H-Hey! Warn me next time before you suddenly go doing that," Vivian pouts... but the moment he brings up marriage, she finally brings herself to wince, for in all honesty, she did not like thinking about her own future wedding. Seriously, knowing her, chances were high she'd remain single her whole entire life. "No, not really. As I probably mentioned before, my love life is practically non-existent, so I don't really have anybody like that," Vivian reluctantly admits.

    "W-What about you, Kenny? Is there a celebrity you're so fond of, you can envision yourself marrying her?" she later asks in an attempt to divert the topic of love away from her.

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“Surfs up and Sweets down”

@psiiki Continued from: [x] ((Imma just gonna write as if they sorta know each other by now ahahaha that way Mizumachi can be just a bit more overbearing))

[水] -  Mizumachi smiled brightly at Saiki agreeing to go to the beach with him. He honestly wasn’t really expecting for the guy to say yes, but he wasn’t going to give him the luxury of taking back his words. 

       “Awesome! Let’s go!”

The tall blonde started jogging in the direction of the beach, fully intending to run his way over there or something--- it’s good training, yanno? He turned around to see that his pace was WAAAAYYYYYYYY faster than Saiki’s pace who was, by the looks of things, taking his time. 

This won’t do at all! Mizumachi trotted back and picked him up. Is he going to pick Saiki up and run the rest of the way there? YOU BET! Consider it HARDCORE TRAINING!

       “Let’s go!               Make sure you don’t fall, Saiki!         Well, if you do, i’ll just buy you a dessert.” 

--And off they go!!

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[水]

Mizumachi was familiar with the term NPC, as he’s had his fair share of playing games when he was younger, but he wasn’t sure about lore-relevant and how it related to the conversation. It was always a toss up with him to determine if he’d even question whatever was confusing him. Today, the coin toss landed on, ‘let it pass. If it isn’t Football or swimming related, let it go.’

“Mhaa~ It’s pretty easy to make lots of friends when you’re in sports! It aint always like them sports manga, yanno? We can respect our rivals and be friends!”

Sure, rivalry and competitiveness ran high, but that didn’t mean you couldn’t be friends outside of the sport. He became friends with all sorts of people from different schools. Respect goes a long way in sports! A lot of players gotta be adaptable because, like, teams change all the time. After graduating from highschool, teams all split up and went to play for different teams. You gotta learn!

“Yeah! I’m starvin’! Let’s eat!”

His stomach growls as if on cue. He moves to help Vivian carry all the food so that they could feast upon all the delicious food!

    "Huh, yet another lore-relevant NPC I have no prior knowledge of!" Vivian ends up musing aloud. Why, as far as she knew, this was the first time Mizumachi ever brought up 'Kurita-senpai' in conversation, making it more apparent he had a life and social circle before meeting her. Considering she had never met him, however, Vivian couldn't exactly conjure an image of what he might potentially look like inside her own mind... which made her wonder if that might also be the case with Mizumachi every time she mentioned Hayate. Well, regardless, it doesn't take long for her to lift both arms behind her head when next it occurred to her she has yet to elaborate further, meaning she had unintentionally allowed the silence between them to linger for a bit too long.

    "You sure have befriended a lot of people during your finite lifetime, haven't you, Kenny? And alright-y! Since you lack any objections whatsoever, you'll be the first I'll inevitably summon once I manage to lock eyes on another prospective feast," Vivian then adds with yet another nod, only to jolt a little when the cashier by the food truck proceeded to announce their food was ready after depositing all their takeout boxes into a large, brown paper bag and positioning their drinks beside it. By this point, her bespectacled gaze would practically gleam in excitement.

    "Ooh, it's ready! Come, Kenny, let us venture forth into a path of burgatory bliss!" Vivian finally urges, and without another single moment's thought, eagerly rushes forward to procure the Cokes she had purchased not so long ago.

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queenharumiura‌:

“Ohhh Haru doesn’t know much about American Football, but that is very cool!” She felt bad that she didn’t know much about it, but she wasn’t one to lie about it. If she didn’t know, that just meant, she had to learn! “Haru does know about Swimming, however!” She felt excited to know that she knew at least one of the sports he was involved with. 

“Haru herself is a member of the Gymnastics team~ Haru can do all those flips and twirls. It’s very fun-desu~” She loved the balance beam and Haru could often be found walking along the gate fences as a way to hone her balancing skill. 

[水] - Gymnastics! They do all the fancy stuff, like with the ribbons and the bars, or whatever, right? 

       “Mhaa~Do you do the thing with the ribbons and the balls?                What about those bar things?         That looks like a lot of fun!” 

Mizumachi understood that it had to be very physically demanding to do a lot of the things that gymnasts did. They also had to be very flexible as well. He thought it was similar to Cheerleaders and he knew they had it hard. After all, he joined in with them every now and again for fun!

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wild-untamed-heart‌:

Well since he invited her to up the difficulty who was she to turn down the offer? This time when she sent the ball flying back towards her companion she put some spin into it so that the trajectory wasn’t quite straight. It wasn’t too challenging to start with, they were still fairly low down with their count after all, but they could increase the difficulty level as they progressed.

Any sport huh…

Thinking back on it, due to the unconventional lifestyle she had led there hadn’t really been much of an opportunity to join any clubs or play any sports. If one could count the brief stint she had appeared in high school there were the occasional games like dodge ball, basketball, volleyball and tennis that they had played during phys ed or athletic day.

That didn’t seem quite comparable to actually playing on a team though…

A grin lit her face at the mention of the beach however, as that one place she was most familiar with, having just about grown up on one. 

“I love the beach~”

 Suddenly having a thought, she called out a question regarding a sport that she had never tried herself but had heard mentioned before. Kajika had always thought it might be fun to try it out.

“Say, have you ever played foot volleyball?”

[水] – Ohooo~ She put a spin on the ball! Mizumachi kept his eyes on the ball and just at the right moment, he sprang into action! He managed to lob the ball upwards and it flew up super high! It’s unfortunate that the sun was high and bright today. 

      “Whoops, I hit it too hard again.” 

He wans’t very good at the whole ‘holding back’ kinda thing, since most sports were rather aggressive and you needed to use a lot of strength. As such, Mizumachi didn’t usually hold back anything when he played sports. The pingpong ball is light, so it was travelling pretty high up there. Wonder how long it would take for it to fall back down again? 

       “Well... that’s ball 9 on my end.                 Counting on you for ball 10!” 

The giant grinned, laughing to himself. He was having a lot of fun! He may have messed up with his strength, but the ball was still in play! That’s what matters! While they waited, they could just talk. 

       “Foot... volleyball...?                  Ah! Yeah! I’ve played that before!         I’ve also played in the pool before.”

What sport hasn’t Mizumachi tried at least once? He loved moving his body, and his energy levels surely proved this to be true. He loved playing any sort of sport, so he would be up for playing foot volleyball if they ever went to the beach together. 

On A Day Like This

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[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!

    "Nah, you're fine! I actually like that you talk a lot," Vivian admits... and she wasn't lying either, because in her own opinion, quiet men honestly tended to be way more boring compared to talkative men. Why, based on her own personal experience at least, she seemed to get along with extroverts much better, to the point where it would matter very little if a man of very few words happened to be physically attractive for being good looking alone wasn't enough to keep her interested. No, they had to have a personality as well; otherwise, she wouldn't have any incentive to continually go seek them out or pester them.

    "Besides, it very much beats being an NPC that would repeat the same two sentences over and over again, so I think the more you have to say, the better!" Vivian goes on to add before perching a thumb and forefinger beneath her chin. "Anyways... you said your friend was a linebacker? Pardon my ignorance, but is that the guy who would pass and throw around the ball?" she then questions. Truth be told, Vivian wasn't exactly a football enthusiast, meaning the term, 'linebacker', didn't exactly ring any bells; still, upon poring over what vague memories she had from watching television at restaurants or diners, she'll proceed to make a less than educated guess anyways.

    "Welp, whatever the case, it sounds like he's quite the athlete! Have you never seen him indulge in sweets or junk food even once?" came her eventual query. Of course, as admirable as it was to adhere to a healthy diet, Vivian would be lying if she said she didn't occasionally crave matcha flavoured desserts or other delicious snacks every now and then; therefore, she couldn't imagine eating chicken and broccoli all the time.

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[水]

“Ohh! Mhaa~ The answer is the same. I’m used to taking buses and trains so I do the same here.”

If he could get away with using just buses and trains as his modes of transportation aside from walking to and fro, then that’s what he’d prefer to do. While cars were convenient, it was somewhat of a hassle to go through all the motions of trying to get a license in a foreign country. He could consider a bike, though. It was also another great way of getting exercise in. He’ll think on that some more later.

“You visited before? Family?”

Vivian looked Asian for sure, but she didn’t quite look Japanese to him—but then again, neither did he, and he was pure-blooded! Maybe she had rarer traits?

“Me? Ahhh yeah, I’m from Tokyo. Eh?”

You wouldn’t ‘exactly detect’ a Kansai accent from him if he wasn’t from Kansai. ‘Maybe she’s saying I have a bit of Kansai in my accent?’ In reality, he was from a place a bit aways from Tokyo, but it was always simpler to say which place you were closer to than being very specific. It wasn’t necessary to be very specific about where he was from, much less with a person he’d only met mere minutes ago.

    "No, I meant in Vancouver," Vivian clarifies once more. Considering she hadn't exactly specified, however, it was understandable Mizumachi wouldn't have necessarily known that. Still, judging from his answer, she could only surmise his transportation tendencies were pretty much the same in Vancouver.

    "But yeah, back when I visited, I noticed many people tend to take buses or trains... including even those who were more fancily dressed," Vivian adds rather pensively. Why, as a matter of fact, she reckons even rich Japanese people enjoyed taking the train due to how efficient it was, to the point where she hasn't exactly seen many getting dropped off by a personal chauffeur like how it stereotypically was with anime characters who happened to be heiresses or heirs to their own respective companies.

    The more she thought about Japan, though, the more it suddenly occurred to her she had no idea where exactly in Japan Mizumachi came from, causing her to tilt her head off towards the side.

    "Oh right, that reminds me! Are you from Tokyo by any chance?" Vivian then questions, allowing curiosity to lace her tone. "'Cause when you spoke Japanese earlier, I didn't exactly detect a Kansai accent."

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kemikorosu​:

& . / /     JIN     :    DON’T     CAUSE     ANY    TROUBLE ,     Toya had warned him before he had left the Spirit World . Of course , someone like Jin didn’t go   looking   for trouble , but it sure liked to find him ! Nah , Jin didn’t care too much about fighting , not unless he absolutely had to . He just wanted to be   …   Him ,   and have fun . The only kind of trouble he had in mind was that of the    mischief    sorts , but not the malicious ! That had to count for something , right ?

He had been warned ahead of time that those of the    human world    weren’t very accustomed to seeing demons such as themselves     (   AND HE WAS ONE OF THE MORE HUMAN LIKE TYPES , TOO   )    but much like the element he commanded , Jin was a bit of an    air - head    when it came to tact . So , it was to    no surprise    that he had been caught flying about , enjoying all the scenery of the tall and pretty buildings . It looked a little    busy   if anyone were to ask him , but that didn’t mean he hated it .

Seeing someone    flail their arms about    down below , his curiosity had been piqued .    (   SEE TOYA : HUMANS ARE FINE! THEY WOULDN’T BE SCARED OF HIM!   )    

It took little to no effort to join the    tall    man on the ground , bare feet touched concrete . Arms crossed over his chest , he canted his head from side to side , a welcoming grin on his lips .     “Y’means yer not afraid ‘f me’h? ‘m not filmin’ anyshthing ‘f theh like. Wha’s a Kahm’n Rahder? Ish it cool?”    Jin bombarded the human with question after question , leaning in a little closer each time as if he had suddenly forgot the concept of    personal space . 

[水] Eh? Mizumachi freezes on the spot and repeats Jin’s words in his brain a few times, repeating them over and over until he gets a semblance of a thought. Consider it an instinct of getting the jist of what this kamen raider was talking about based off context clues and body language.

      “Eh? Why? You dangerous?”

Dude, no one is more dangerous than Hiruma. The guy got dirt on anyone and their mom. That devil stuck in a human’s body will suck your soul dry if you cross him on a dirty day. Ah, though if he’s going around doing stuff with the wind, does that mean he can affect the weather and get games cancelled? Dude, wicked—in a bad way! Cancelled games are a total bummer for any athlete.

      “Mhaa~ Kamen Raiders are cool!               They’re heroes, you know?         If you’re not one, what are you?”

Clearly not a local if you haven’t heard about Kamen Raider, that’s for sure! Any child of Japan knew who they were and grew up with them. With multiple generations of Kamen Raiders, they sometimes have specials where old Raiders would come back for cameos and ignite the torch of nostalgia. When he was a kid, he totally wanted to be a Kamen Raider- that is, until he found something else that caught his interest. He was a bit flighty as a kid, gotta admit.

Mizumachi was an outlier and shouldn’t be considered the norm for humans of this day and age. One, he was overly accepting, two, he was a bit lacking in the thoughts department, three, he was MEGA tall, five, wait- did he skip four? What was four again? Whatever.

      “What are ya doing out here, anyways?                 Seems like a weird place to just be hanging out alone.”

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multidivision‌:

❝knowing him, yes he would. he’s just like you, hyper and always wanting to practice.❞ though the memory of his former teammate, it brought a smile to his face ❝…you two would get along well…❞ he turns away ❝we can go get food then. your pick.❞

“Haha~ Sounds great! You should give me his contact number so I can make another volleyball buddy!” He had no qualms over making friends with ‘the enemy’ so to speak, and that was assuming he was playing Volleyball wherever he was. 

“Hm... what’s quick and can fill my stomach? Maybe burgers?” Watch him order a mountain of food and still manage to eat it all. 

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queenharumiura‌:

“Hahi? Ha-HAHI!” Haru wasn’t sure she heard him correctly at first, and she was about to ask him what he meant, but before she could, he had already grabbed her and hoisted her up! This is absolutely scary on one hand, but it’s also very embarrassing!

“P-put Haru down!” If he dropped her, it was going to hurt. Luckily (for him), she wasn’t wearing a skirt today, or else this would’ve turned out a lot more hectic for the both of them.

[水] - Mizumachi startled from Haru’s shout, and he very nearly dropped her, but he kept her steady. That’s the blessing of a person who plays American Football. You’re able to catch someone right before they fall. Once the ball hits the ground, the play is over, after all. You had to keep the ball live for as long as you can during your play. 

       “W-woah there!                 Careful, or you’ll make me drop you.         I’ll let you down, don’t worry.” 

He gently sent her down, looking confused, not understanding what was wrong. 

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lowbloodpressurelord:

Deep in the farthest reaches of a cavern sprawled a dark mass, hardly visible both due to the lack of light and to the fact that the mass was of a similar shade to the ground it was lying on top of. The mass in question was a slumbering nocturne dragon, seeking to prolong his slumber for as long as possible until the last vestiges of light had faded before he took to the skies to commence his nightly ritual.

His plans were disrupted however by a rather hefty thud near the entrance of his place of rest but deciding it was no concern of his, Kyouya merely remained where he was. The extremely loud bellow which followed was unfortunately not something he could ignore and there was no way of returning to sleep after that.

Growling in irritation, he lifted himself to his feet and squinted blearily in the direction of the opening to spy the silhouette of a Mirror dragon. It wasn’t quite dark enough for his tastes but irate Nocturne bellowed a wrathful challenge nevertheless as he shot out of the cavern after the perpetrator.

He would make him think twice about disturbing other dragons sleep!

The fin-like extensions off his head twitched with excitement when he heard the return bellowing sound from deep within the cavern. That’s his cue to get started! Let’s play a nice game of tag and hide and seek! As he was primarily an water dweller, he had good eyesight, but he needed some time to adjust considering the way you see things underwater and out of the water were different. All thanks to the refractive properties of water.

He wasn’t colorblind, and was able to see Ultraviolet light in the deep depths of the water. One had to have sensitive eyes to any amount of light they could get when living in the water where you may seldom see light the deeper you live in the deep abyss. As such, he was able to navigate himself around with the light shed from the stars and moon—but that didn’t necessarily mean that his maneauvering ability was going to be the same.

While Mizumachi could see in the dark, it was different when compared to day time so weaving his way through all the trees was proving slightly more difficult than usual. Ears twitching, he could hear the sounds of something scrambling in the den to get out, and after that he could hear nothing. Truly, they were the silent rulers of the night; you couldn’t hear them when they were in the skies! This was keeping Mizumachi on edge, nervous about when the Nocturne was going to surprise him out of nowhere.

“Let’s play tag! Catch me before I return to the waters!”

He snortled and growled out before he focused on escaping the wrath of the cranky Nocturne dragon.

“Wakey wakey!||FNDragonAu

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[水]

Mizumachi looked startled for a moment before he laughed a little bit. The ‘Hana yori Dango’ was a pretty popular idiom in Japan, and it just so happened that a manga used the idiom as a title. He didn’t read it himself, but he did hear that it was pretty popular, enough to get some drama or movie adaptions. There were some other countries that adapted the series as well, now that he thinks about it.

“Haha! I thought you were referencing the common saying of Japan. It means to prioritize things of substance over yanno, things like looks. So over flowers, you’d prefer to have dango. What a coincidence!”

Eating things with expired ingredients made sense, because you ran the risk of getting sick, or the food tasting off. He also was pretty careful about eating things that were before the expiration date. There were some things that he may be willing to go past the date if it was the ‘best by’ date, because it just meant that the food wouldn’t taste as fresh, but it hadn’t gone bad. At least, that’s something he learned recently.

“Ha! I can’t eat as much as Kurita-senpai, but I can eat my fill. Food to feed an entire army won’t scare me away from being summoned. I’ll eat like a warrior and die like one.”

By ‘die like one,’ he really meant that he’d eat until he passes out from a food coma, wake up again, and eat some more. A true warrior way. He comment about the loyal henchmen was funny to him, because he was well known for being loyal, and when you thought about a ‘Demon Commander’ like Hiruma… yeah, everyone was like a henchman to him. The horror stories he’s heard from the others- but ya gotta admit, he knows his stuff! He may rule with terror, but he’s still a good guy at the end of it! … Mostly!

    Upon registering his next query, Vivian had to pause for a bit, because for as much as she loved both manga and anime, shoujo was a genre she actually tried to avoid like the plague... if only because she didn't care to read about girls getting to date the boy of their dreams; after all, girls in shoujo manga were usually much prettier than her and nowhere near relatable. Why, at least with otome games and fanfiction, there was still a degree of self-insertion present, making the romance more digestible for her, but shoujo manga, on the other hand, manages to remind her her love life was practically non-existent, to the point where she refuses to read them.

    Heck, Vivian would rather even roleplay fictional anime boys herself, because despite them not sharing her gender, the ones she had most muse for would still share similarities to her and be a more idealized, masculine version of herself that gets to live out her maledom fantasies. Either way, she'll soon proceed to shift her gaze off towards the side before shaking her head.

    "Nah. To tell you the truth, I haven't read nor touched a single shoujo manga for seven years now, so if my previous over-exaggeration sounds like a Hana Yori reference, I'll have you know it was one made by accidental coincidence," came her eventual admittance. ...Then again, considering how old Hana Yori was, Vivian wouldn't be surprised if her younger self did read or watch it, only to inevitably forget the rest of the plot... the same way she had with Fruit's Basket.

    "And thankfully, I don't have any food allergies. I just simply abhor stuff that's made with expired ingredients..." she then adds. Honestly, the more she recalled the taste of banana bread using overripe bananas, the more she finds herself shuddering, because while she was able to easily swallow it and keep it down, the texture alone was so disgusting, it was enough to make her want to hurl. Vivian, however, doesn't manage to focus on that for long after hearing Mizumachi speak up again.

    "Oh, you don't say? Would you still answer my summons like a loyal henchman, provided there was enough food to, say... feed a whole entire army?" she then questions while stroking her chin with her thumb and adopting a more pensive expression.

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[水] 

“Ya got a point there, that’s probably a big part of it.”

He wondered if some people considered the marriage was a joke, so they didn’t take it seriously… because it wasn’t like Miku was an actual living thing. It wasn’t like she could really give her consent to wanting to be tied to someone in matrimony.

“Mn different versions of her…”

Miku was so popular that new figurines of her were always being made, and there were practically infinite versions of her because of all the videos she was put in for self-produced music people created in her honor. Maybe other versions of her could be claimed, but were her other versions any different from a person who cosplays? Being in cosplay didn’t change your marital status if you were married.

“Do ya think the different versions of her is like cosplay? It’s still Miku, isn’t it? He’s got the ultimate cosplayer as a wife.”

She’s an excellent performer, a good singer, and she’s got cosplay mastered? The dude really lucked out, huh? Or did he? Mizumachi shook his head pitifully.

“I heard that he could no longer talk to Miku anymore because the device he used to talk to her isn’t working properly and the company that made the device went under.”

It was kinda tragic when you think about it, that he couldn’t really talk to his wife like he used to anymore. In his mind, did his wife die, or were they just temporarily living long distance?

“You’re a person of honor!”

He pats her back with a hearty laugh, sincerely impressed by the fact that she wanted to honor the man’s marriage by respecting it in truth. Honor was something that meant a lot to Mizumachi as he attributed it to sportsmanship, so he took kindly to anyone who was honorable.

Well, he already knew he got along with Vivian, but this is that… uh… Cherry! It’s the cherry on top!

“Do you have someone you like enough to marry em? Some of us guys joked about being married to football on the field before, ha!”

Shin Seijuro was definitely on the top of the list of who would marry American Football if he could.

    "Right?! Though, maybe people still supporting her could be due to the fact she's 2D instead of three dimensional," Vivian points out. Why, when it came to real idols, people were less understanding if they somehow got involved in scandals, but given how Miku wasn't necessarily someone people held to the same standards as a Morning Musume member, perhaps she was exempt from backlash?

    "Welp, I suppose it depends on how seriously you happen to take her relationship status... 'cause despite someone marrying her, you could make the argument her wedding with Mr. Akihiko Kondo might not be 'legit'," Vivian later adds while stroking her chin with thumb and forefinger; after all, just because he married her didn't mean others who thought of Miku as their 'waifu' before that point would immediately accept that for what it is and stop stanning her.

    "Mind you, I, for one, have no trouble accepting it as canon, but not everyone else would, meaning somebody else who self-ships with her could technically also marry her... or at least a version of her that isn't romantically tethered to him," she idly muses aloud. Then again, now that she thought about it more, Vivian realizes she has no idea what the Japanese laws were regarding fictional characters, let alone whether or not someone could even marry the same fictional character more than once. Still, now that Akihiko Kondo had officially laid claim to Miku, it felt wrong, having any sort of romantic relationship with her.

    "Either way, I personally have too much respect for the man, to the point where it feels kinda... immoral, treating his wife as if she weren't spoken for. I mean, not many would be dedicated enough to have a wedding with their favourite fictional character, you know?" Vivian goes on to reason and perhaps she was overthinking things, given how Miku was just a bunch of pixels, yet at the same time, she couldn't imagine .

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It was a great deal to get all that food for so little, it made you wonder what their cost margins were to sell their food for so cheap compared to other places. Maybe it was the difference of the food being from a food truck rather than an establishment with an actual stationery building that made the price difference make sense, somehow? He didn’t know, he wasn’t all that smart. Mizumachi soon discarded the thoughts when he realized it was going to require too much thought.

“I liked it. It was nice to have in the morning.”

Mizumachi always made it a point to eat all his meals and with that appetite of his, he probably could always eat more if food was offered to him. Nothing wrong with the extra calories when he was confident that he’d burn it all off soon anyways! That’s an athlete’s metabolism for you. It wasn’t often that he had waffles or hot chocolate in the mornings (which really meant he’s never done it before) and it was a fun an interesting new experience!

“Haha! Is that a ‘Hana Yori Dango’ reference? Food is great and it won’t betray you! Unless you’re allergic.”

Food allergies and sensitivities were the only way that food could betray you. Otherwise, it was your friend! Flowers were cool and all and they were nice to look at, but food was something you could enjoy while also sustaining yourself! That’s the best! It tasted good too! All you could do with flowers is enjoy them visually until they wilted and maybe smell them? Food was more practical.

“Just call me up and I’m there! I’ll always be ready to bring my stomach over.”

In the same vein, if he wanted to pig out, he will make a mental note to call her over too! Food always tastes better with good company!

    "Gotcha! And considering I only have two arms, that would be immensely helpful, Kenny. Thanks!" Vivian pipes up before idling up towards the food truck with wallet in hand. Naturally, she'll then go on to place their order, and within seconds, hands over the money, which for ten burgers alongside two canned beverages, was not a whole lot; in fact, she spent what looked to only be $30. Meanwhile, places like White Spot would probably charge around $60 to $75 for the amount of burgers they were about to eat.

    Either way, it doesn't take long for Vivian to casually amble back towards Mizumachi once the man handling the cashier told her their food would be ready in fifteen minutes. "Mm? Oh, don't mention it! I'm just happy we're finally able to give you a taste of home for once; besides, what I made for you last time could hardly count as an actual meal," she insists, returning her own wallet back inside her pocket. Of course, Eggo Waffles with instant hot chocolate might be delicious to anyone who wasn't picky, but given the fact it wasn't homemade nor breakfast that happened to be cooked, Vivian felt like treating him to something a little more filling; after all, this poor boy was now so very far from home, meaning the least she could do was show him a good time.

    When next Mizumachi questions whether or not she was a foodie, however, she's quick to nod her head 'yes'.

    "Yup, I am indeed!" Vivian confirms. "Heck, that's kinda like asking if the grass is green... you silly goose, you! But yeah, in case it wasn't obvious yet, I would easily choose a hundred dumplings over a hundred roses; therefore, I totally wouldn't mind grabbing another bite with you again!"

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“Bia is so smart! I love it!”

Who knew there was such a place so close by? He hadn’t found the place yet, and who knew how long it would’ve taken before he found it. The food truck  now had a new fan who was bound to visit pretty often any time homesickness struck him- which was surprisingly often if he was left alone with his thoughts.

The jock laughs at the comment that the food truck wasn’t going anywhere. It wouldn’t sprout legs and run away—but it had wheels, didn’t it? Couldn’t it drive off?

“Yeah! A Teriyaki cheese burger sounds great!”

Sometimes, he’d go into restaurants and find that the food was very different compared to his expectations, but if going by the smell alone, he was sure that he was going to like the burgers here. He normally wasn’t that picky when it came to food anyways, but still! It was a kind of betrayal for someone who craved familiar tastes to walk into a restaurant and walk out of it confused over what he’d actually eaten. He learned the hard way that many ‘fusion’ places weren’t… the best. Guess not every fusion was stellar and epic. Sorry Goku and Vegeta.

“You really understand everything, huh? You’re right! If you’re going to be eating a lot of burgers anyways, ya gotta drink something that pairs well with it. Coke is the best! Fanta is also good, though.”

If you were going to be eating your fill of burgers, was there really any real difference if you chose to drink soda over water? The difference was minor at that point, so there was no point in picking straws. Water was his preferred drink for regular hours, but if he was doing rigorous exercise, then he would reach for sports drinks to replenish his electrolytes. Soda was for whenever he was treating himself to some junk food. Might as well go big or go home (and eat healthier).

    Considering the burgers themselves were very much based on Japanese cuisine, Vivian had been excited to see Mizumachi's reaction to the food truck... and just as she had predicted, it seemed he was pretty psyched, causing her to curl both hands into fists she'll subsequently prop up through the air.

    "Right?! I knew you would like it!" came her triumphant proclamation. Why, Japan might be a much cheaper place to live in compared to Vancouver, but it does admittedly have it's charms, which was something she hopes to have sufficiently conveyed to Mizumachi. Though, given how loudly his stomach then proceeded to grumble away, Vivian supposes that was enough of an actual indicator to prove he wasn't currently feeling all that homesick, and with a laugh, she'll hastily trail after him.

    "Hey, relax! It's not as if the food truck would suddenly grow legs and run away, you know?" Vivian playfully teases before settling to an eventual halt beside him. By that point, one other individual happens to be waiting in line ahead of them due to the fact he had gotten there first after the last customer left, meaning on a rather fortunate note, they wouldn't have to tolerate a super long line. "Anyways... you good with me ordering us ten teriyaki cheese burgers?" Vivian goes on to question.

    "Oh, and while we're at it, how about some soda as well, so the salt from all those burgers won't make us dehydrated? Then again, I guess water would do a better job at quenching our future thirst... still, good ol' H20 just doesn't hit the same compared to Coke; therefore, I'm inclined to believe the more appropriate refreshment would be something less healthier. What about you, though, Kenny? Which beverage would you rather pick?"

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“Mmnnn sometimes that works, but a lot of the times they’re so focused on their own sport they don’t have time to think about romance.”

Or rather, all the girls he was ever into were that way- but that’s also partially why he liked them! He likes the drive, but it was a bit counterproductive for relationship building. What irony!

“Or you get the situation where someone cheats because both sides are too busy all the time.”

Not from personal experience, but he’s seen it happen. Of course, there were some success stories too! It just hadn’t born any fruit for him thus far in life. He casually shrugs his shoulders.

“I’m not in a rush for a relationship anyways.”

Vivian was safe for a while longer yet. He was probably going to stay single for quite a while longer so she’d have company!

“Mmm… assertive men is a classic. It’s a good trait to like in a guy. Ya gotta make sure they’re still respectful tho’ cuz there is a difference between assertive and just being a pushy ass.”

He didn’t need to tell her that, of course, she was an adult, but he still felt the need to cast a warning! Mizumachi cared for his buds, and she had to be careful! Some guys out there were asses and they deserved to get thrown into a pool.

“That’s your type in women, huh? Hmmmm Japan has a lot of kind and patient girls, but I dunno how many of them have unusual hair colors at the same time.”

Vivians type in women may be harder to find, but assertive men shouldn’t be that hard to find. Though, to his earlier point, a lot of guys thought they were being assertive while they were in fact… an ass.

“True, you don’t gotta worry about reciprocity, but what about sharing? Ya gotta share with other people, right? Gonna fight off the other fans?”

He wasn’t too keen on the idea of sharing, but he didn’t have a strong opinion on the matter. You can’t really decide on something until you’ve tried it at least once! That’s how Mizumachi thought, anyways.

Imagine Vivian fighting off the many fans of her favorite characters, though. That would be a fun sight to watch! Maybe he could give her some tips on how to punch someone in the solar plexus, haha!

    "O-Or you could maybe date someone who is also into sports?" Vivian suggests, because now that she thinks about it, a fellow athlete might actually be understanding about his preoccupation with American Foot Ball. "I dunno... could be worth looking into." Despite saying this, on the other hand, she did subconsciously wish Mizumachi stays single, because if he ended up getting a girlfriend like everyone else... well, then that would mean he'd suddenly turn into a normie and have even less time for her, which would suck immensely.

    "A-As for my type..." Sure enough, Vivian then proceeds to bashfully roll around a strand of black hair between her thumb and forefinger. Honestly, she had hoped this topic would never come up, because her answer honestly differed depending on the gender; in fact, if it was a masculine presenting person, her type could be best described as someone who was dominant and a little bit mean, and if it was a feminine presenting person, her type could be best described as someone who wasn't hyper-feminine, had short hair, and enjoyed being humiliated or teased... but there was no way she could possibly tell him all that.

    Why, even if gender itself didn't exactly play a role in her attraction, to the point where she would even find a non-binary person attractive in the event they had white hair and wore an eye-patch, there was no way she could simply divulge she was pansexual to him without then having to explain the nuances of her sexuality... and she just didn't feel like doing so at the moment.

    "Welp, if we're talking about three dimensional ones, I think I like assertive men... the kind who ideally doesn't beat around the bush and is willing to make the first move," Vivian finally admits at long last, which if nothing else, wasn't necessarily a lie, for dominant men did tend to be pretty assertive. "But when it comes to women, those who have short hair and unusual hair colours tend to catch my eye. P-Personality wise, though, they have to be kind and patient... yet then again, not many people in real life happen to fit those criteria or even like me back, to the point where I find myself sticking to 2D. A-After all, you don't gotta worry about reciprocity with 2D..."