#ask rinchan

[ofmermaidstories]

You are five when your Quirk manifests for the first time, with Rinchan.

‼️📍 content warnings: implied major character death, death in general, in a myriad of ways (falling, head trauma, old age, drowning, suicide), im a little graphic for emphasis, grief and mourning. there’s also some light smut and implied underage sex.

Rinchan. Rinchan who watches you while your mother goes to work. Rinchan with her big, soft, crepe-paper arms; who holds you in them for as long as you want, singing you songs as she shells peas into a metal bowl—you clinging to her, placid as a koala, your legs dangling over her lap. Rinchan who is probably your most favourite person in the entire world—the entire world being your neighbourhood and your school and the nearby park, overgrown, and the overwhelming shopping centre a car ride away.

Rinchan. Rinchan. Rinchan who, when you are five, starts appearing before you naked and wet, her face covered in blood.

The first time it happens she’s still alive; the sizzle of her cooking coming from the kitchen just behind you as you sit on the floor with a pile of milk-chews in front of you, staring in frozen horror at this other her—shining with water, her mouth stretched open in a startled O, everything about her soft and sagging.

You make a tiny noise—fear, caught in your throat, a baby mouse curled up—and then Rinchan, your Rinchan, Rinchan alive and warm and dry, calls out, “Are you okay, Baby?”

The Other Rinchan’s mouth stretches open further, like it recognises her—like it’s trying to say something back and you—

You wail in answer, scrabbling at Rinchan (living, alive) when she flys in, concerned, asking, “What? What? What is it? What’s wrong?” her soft crepe-paper arms around you tight as you sob into her neck.

She’s bewildered and a little frightened herself; but she hums as she rocks you, a warm hand stroking your back, soothing you both until your sobs are little more than wet snuffling, your hand curling into the fabric of her dress.

You loved her. You love her, still, after all this time. But that love doesn’t save either of you, and you are haunted by the other Rinchan for the rest of that awful summer: in the park, with your friends, Rinchan watching, mouth agape, from the bushes. Walking home, hand-in-hand with your mother, Rinchan behind you. Alone in your bedroom, at night, Rinchan standing over you as you watch the water drip down her skin. You start wetting yourself with the fear, whenever it happens—a response that quickly loses you those parkside friends and worries your mother and living Rinchan sick, the pair of them whispering about you when they think you can’t hear, their fear—your fear—condemning you to pull-ups, like a giant baby.

It doesn’t stop the end from coming.

Rin dies just before Halloween, when the shops are filled with green-faced witches and plastic skeletons that rattle and can’t frighten you, anymore. She dies alone, at night. A fall in the shower, your mother tells you in a whisper a couple of days later, red-eyed. You knew enough by then to be able to picture it: Rin, shining with water, her mouth stretched open in a startled O—her face covered in blood.

Your mother holds your hand at her funeral, too tight, and you cling back and say nothing.

The other Rinchan never comes back. Rin never comes back—cannot come back, no matter how much you love her.

Others do, though.

It’s a parade of the dead, shuffling forward to a dirge only you can hear. You learn, over time, that it’s specific to people you either know or will come to know—people you have some kind of tie to, some bond, good or bad. When you are fifteen it’s your homeroom teacher Miss Aoki: her head and shoulder caved in, her right eye bulging out at you, unseeing. You’d been drinking a bottle of milk-tea when she arrived, the blood stark and jewel-like in the daylight. You do not touch milk-tea for ages, afterwards.

You no longer wet yourself in fear, but you cannot look your teacher in the eye for weeks—it ruins everything. You stop pausing after homeroom to talk to her, stop sharing the music that brought you together, unable to face her, unable to face the bemusement and then the tiny flashes of hurt.

You cannot warn her. What would you warn her about? The trauma to her head could’ve been a fall, or some kind of rock—an accident or murder. And even if you knew, even if you could pinpoint it, she would not believe you. You know that because you had tried, with the ghost after Rinchan—with Yochan. Yochan, a boy from your neighbourhood and once, once before your Quirk had come, a boy you had followed around like a guiding star. You and all the other kids, faithful to him above all. But when your Quirk came and you got weird, he got mean.

“You’re a stupid piss-baby!” He’d shout at you, cackling. The other kids hung back, unsure of how to treat you—and this was how you saw him, the other him, standing behind the others with a swollen, awful face, his Endeavour shirt stained with a creamsicle, his eyes disappeared under the red, weeping slits of an allergic reaction.

You tried. You tried.

“Yochan,” you’d whisper, “please—”

His face would twist in disgust though, any time you came near him. “Freak!” he’d hiss. “Piss-baby! Get lost!”

He’d run away, then, laughing to himself and telling everyone that you had threatened him (“Piss Baby wants me dead!”)—and you had shut into yourself more, haunted by the agonised version of him that only you could see, that would stand there in your bedroom and twitch, the last throes of death.

It came for him, eventually. More than half a year later, during a game of softball where he’d knocked over a wasp nest and stomped over to it, the others too scared.

(The teacher explains it in class the following week and you sit there, in your seat by the window, untouched by the light. Empty.

Miss Aoki dies during the war, caught in the shadow of a collapsing building. You go to her service without your mother to hold your hand, and pray for forgiveness.)

You can map your life by the bodies that follow you. A year after after Miss Aoki it’s Hiroe: the tiny, fierce old woman down the street who grumbles at you every morning. When her doppleganger appears across the street from the pair of you, thin and wan and gasping as the hospital gown slips off her shoulders, the living her angrily talking about her carnations, the only thing you feel is relief. She’ll be in hospital—someone will be with her. It won’t be alone in a shower, or sprawled out on her kitchen floor, blood pooling under her. It’ll be death, still, leeching the life out of a woman who pertly tells you that the colour of your coat doesn’t suit you, but it’ll better than some of the lonely things you’ve seen, you live with.

(But it’s not better at all. Hiroe’s son works too hard, his hours too long in the aftermath of the war, helping the restoration. You visit her after school, bright flowers in hand and some of the colour returns to her face as she complains that you’re already dressing her altar, but her son is never there—and she dies alone, during the night, gasping for breath.)

You’re cursed, you think; cursed to see death everywhere you go, in everyone you know. And then you meet Kouki and realise that your curse smears over your future, too.

Kouki. Kouki with his brilliant red hair, like autumn leaves in the sunlight. Kouki who laughed easily, who would evenutally come to keep his pocket full of those old-fashioned milk-chews, just for you. Kouki, who, before you meet him alive, you meet dead—floating mid-air before you during your walk home one night, his hair dancing around his face, his eyes unseeing as his mouth opens and closes, gulping for air that isn’t there.

You are seventeen by this stage. It had been a hard couple of years with Miss Aoki, with the war, with Hiroe. Kouki appears before you under a streetlamp and you drop your schoolbag, your throat siezing.

“Don’t,” you say to this corpse of a boy you haven’t met, yet. “Don’t—don’t you dare do this to me.”

He opens his mouth; a tiny silver fish darts out and you burst into tears, overwhelmed, your new ghost lingering with you as you sob on the street, alone in the night. You don’t even know him. You don’t even know him.

He transfers to your senior class at the end of the month.

By then you had gotten used to the vision of him, numbly, the drowned boy following you around like a harmless stray—keeping you company on your walks home from your part-time job. You had sat with him as he floated, you solidly on the ledge of a park, unwrapping milk-chews and staring out at the dark before you, undaunted and unafraid, the most haunted thing there as his tiny fish flittered about him, again and again, on loop.

And then he walks into class that first day, and you are—you are frozen, even as he grins at you, bright and undaunted and alive.

“Hey,” he says after class, too interested and too friendly. “You look a little frightened—you good?”

Considering you had woken up that morning to his vestige floating at the foot of your bed, you most certainly were not good. What you say instead though is a curt, “I’m fine,” which proves to be mistake.

His eyes—big and blue—brighten at the challenge, and he grins.

“Fujita Kouki,” he introduces himself. “What’s your name?”

In the daylight, the light of the living where he can soak in the sun and return it, Kouki’s—Fujita’s—eyes are warm, not the milky colour you’ve been haunted with. You should walk away, you think desperately, wavering; you should retreat immediately. But the daylight is seductive. You are seventeen and it has a been a hard year and you are tired of being afraid.

Your lips part, even as you hesitate. But when you give him your name, his smile widens, and it almost—almost—chases the ghosts away.

Kouki quickly becomes your best friend.

Best friend is not the right term; it’s not fair to him and what you know about him. It doesn’t capture the horror of seeing him walk into your classroom that first day, nor the fear that follows you when he’s late to meeting up, or stays home from school because of a cold, because he’s bored. But—

He’s easy going. Refreshing, like cold, sparkling lemonade in the hot sun. He’s friendly and quickly becomes popular with so many of the others in your class and he wants to—he wants to hang out with you, walk you home. With Kouki you’re not the Silent Weirdo that never interacts with anyone. With Kouki you laugh—all the time, like all he wants to do is make you happy. He fills his pockets with those milk-chews and walks with you in the evenings, pushing his bike alongside you, telling you about the way his little brother terrorises his parents and how his father has been wanting to go on a vacation for years, now—and you let him. You let him become apart of your life, you let him walk you home. You let him sink into everything you know, into your pores, the fabric of who you are. He’s the good morning lets gooo texts before you meet up for school. He’s the warmth against you as you sit side-by-side on your park ledge, no longer the most haunted thing in the dark but what you should have always been: just a kid, sitting with a friend. Being with Kouki is easy, too easy. You no longer see the ghost of him—suspended in midair, his silver fish. You just see him, have him—Kouki, alive, chuckling to himself as he hands you another milk-chew.

“My dad’s finally free,” he tells you one night. You’re sitting on your ledge, mouth full of the creamy chews—Kouki (living) before you, lingering close.

“Mmph?” You question, unable to quite pry your jaw open enough for real words.

Kouki laughs like you had said something funny, and despite yourself your stomach flips, pleased to hear it. He’d been subdued; unusually quiet, had been since lunch that day, when Keichan had confessed her feelings to him in front of everyone. Keichan was pretty, effervescent—she laughed like he did, easily and among others who sparkled with her attention. On paper they were a perfect match and you almost wanted it—you wanted Kouki to be happy, however it happened. For as long as he could be.

But he had said no. You, sitting on the edges of the yard and picking at the grass, had been unable to help but watch in the same horrified, fascinated fear as everyone else, all of you silent. Keichan’s pretty face—shocked. Kouki’s red hair shinning brilliantly like fire, as he shook his head.

“Sorry,” he’d said, not sounding the least bit contrite. “I just—I don’t want that.”

In the evening gloom, he nudges your knee.

“The old man’s finally got that time off he wanted,” Kouki explains. You nod, swallowing your chews and trying to ignore how he moves forward—bracketing you, where you sit. “He wants to go fishing.”

“Oh,” you say, a little uselessly. Kouki’s hands are either side of you, distracting—the space between you warm, as he dips his head in closer.

You still. He’s always crowded your space but tonight in the silver light his face—normally so open, light—is afraid.

“You never tell me what you’re thinking,” he says, low, and you shake your head, emptied of words. It wasn’t true—you told him about the books you read, the songs you heard. The way you liked cupping sunlight in your hands because it made them glow, made you feel like you had a different Quirk entirely. You had never told anyone else that.

Kouki’s eyebrows tighten; pull. Frustrated, maybe, even as his hand balls itself into your skirt.

It pulls you closer to him, just a little. Your hand comes up between you—your fingers tracing the fold of his jacket pocket.

“You smell like those milkchews,” he whispers, and your heart is in your throat even as your lips part, his parting in echo as he watches them—

—and you don’t know who pulls who in first but then you are kissing, a hand cupping your face, anchoring you to the moment, to him as your fist tightens into his jacket. You sigh into the cool of his mouth and can almost taste the way he smiles before he presses in harder, hungry.

He pulls away after a moment; only to press more kisses, soft and careful, against your mouth, your nose, your cheek, laughing when you make a tiny, annoyed noise.

“You’re dumb,” he tells you, low, pressing another kiss against your hair, and then another. “And I’m gonna take you out and watch you eat those dumb sweets and make you tell me everything you’re thinking, forever. Until you’re sick of me.”

Your heart lurches. Forever.

“I could never be sick of you,” you tell him, the ache reopening inside of you.

Kouki grins, pleased and so, so alive; his brilliance softening to a glow as he dips his face close again, tracing your nose with his.

“I mean it,” he says, quiet. Promising. “You’re gonna have to chase me off.”

You try to stay in the warmth of him, the light and life, clutching at him, letting him kiss you again, soft.

But there’s a sob in your throat. And when you open your eyes, breathing in as Kouki kisses your jaw, your neck, his spectre is there—mouth gaping open, as a tiny, silver fish darts out.

(You beg him not to go, when his father announces the boat he’s rented, for his fishing trip. The man’s never been out on one before. Kouki has never seen your desperation, your fear, not like this and he almost stays, brows furrowed—but his little brother is excited. His father too. He buys all three of them matching fishing hats.

“It’s okay,” he whispers against the back of your neck, when you’re curled up together in your tiny, childhood bed. The house is quiet; you have it to yourselves, the sunlight dappling in your room, filtered through the tree outside. “I’m a good swimmer. Don’t worry.”

He presses a kiss against your shoulder, his fingers slow, tracing figures in the wet touch of your underwear. You breathe him in and to reassure yourself he’s right, that he will be okay, that you will always have this.

He’s gone by the following week. A storm. Kouki was right—he was a good swimmer. But his little brother wasn’t, and the love that made him go in the first place was the same love that made him search for him, endlessly, after their boat was capsized.

You go to the joint service. Kouki, his father, his little brother. His mother is held together by an older woman, desolate. In a row in front Keichan cries silent tears but you—

You stand there and you stare at Kouki’s portrait, his smiling face. He will never again soak in the sunlight and reflect it He will never again wait for you, his pockets filled with your favourite sweets. He will never again kiss you, with the cool press of his lips, the taste of his laugh behind them.

Fujita Kouki is gone. He is gone, slipping away—taking the you who believed in hope and a future where you could be happy with him.)

The years slip away. One, then two, then three and then four and then five. You move to a bigger city; and then you move again. You work in offices, department stores, a warehouse once, washing carrots—anything that will pay you, pay the bills. You keep to yourself and your coworkers lose interest in trying to keep up small talk with you and you don’t form any kind of tie, good or bad, that could manifest before you, rattling in death.

Kouki would never forgive you for this bleak existence, you think, if he could see it. But wherever he is it’s not with you, not on this plane, and so you keep your head down and when one of your ghosts does come to you, you grit your teeth and ignore it.

Even in isolation, they find a way to haunt you. You start seeing the clerk from the 7/11 you stop in to and from work, his neck snapped, and you avoid the store for three weeks before telling yourself it was stupid of you, that maybe you could say something—only to find someone else there, when you walk in, the guy already replaced.

The new hire at the office you work at starts appearing before you, swinging, his throat and face mottled as hands claw at a rope that’s not there and you—you thank him when he brings you a coffee, and try to be a little kinder, try to watch as he blends in with the others, laughs among them, the crack underneath his smile not showing.

He bungles a client, six months into working there. Your boss chews him out in front of everyone, the guy taking it with a silent, shame-faced nod, and when you try to say, “You worked hard, mistakes can happen to anyone—” he only bows hurriedly, already backing away.

(he doesn’t come back, and two weeks later his desk is cleared.)

Head down, keep to yourself. Another year passes. And then another. And then your curse rears its ugly head one final, terrible time.

You are waiting for the lights to change in the middle of a busy street, on a cold, bright afternoon, when you first see him.

You’re not paying attention; staring into the crowd on the other side of the street, thinking about what you had in the fridge at home and then he’s there, in your line of sight, his face twisting in fury, in grief, as he reaches out, shouting something—

And then there’s a flash of light, blinding and sharp and he is gone, startling you even as the crosswalk starts to sing, people moving around you like water around a stone as your heart races.

No, you think weakly. No. Not again.

He doesn’t return and you stand there, in the same spot, even as the crosswalk blinks back to red.

All your life, your Quirk has worked one way: showing you the death of someone you already knew, for better or for worse. Not someone famous, not a stranger. Kouki had been an—anomaly, you thought, desperate. Some freak tie. Japan had gone through so much in those years during and after the war: reports of abnormal adolescent Quirk growth had spiked, at its worse. You had always thought that maybe yours had been apart of that, that that’s what Kouki’s ghost had been. A result of stress, or your loneliness. Something, anything. And you’d only grown more sure of it when it didn’t repeat—

Until now.

You get home that night and in a fit of anger tear through everything, up end it all. Your clothes, out from the wardrobe or the basket, strewn along the floor. Your pots, clattering thunderously throughout your kitchen. You scream, pitching book after book across the room at your couch, the covers bending, pages tearing. You wouldn’t go through it again, you wouldn’t—

You curl up against your kitchen island, sobbing. You wouldn’t. You wouldn’t. You wouldn’t do this. Not again. Not ever again.

(But your heart’s already sinking. Already tender with the hurt, remembered and preemptive. His hair had been golden in the light—like winter sun.

When your hiccups calm, you look up—and he is standing over you, his face twisting again. You shut your eyes but the flash is bright, even then. Nuclear.

When you open them, he’s gone.

“Please,” you whisper to your empty apartment. “Please don’t do this to me.”

But it’s only the silence that answers you, the absence of mercy or comfort and you shudder, your tears nothing but salt in your mouth.)

Your plan, eventually, is simple: just ignore your newest ghost, when you finally meet him.

It should be easy. Even though he was a Pro-Hero he was also a famous one—and how often did you run into famous Pro-Heroes? They always had something to defend, always had someone to save. You just had to keep living your life, squarely and safe and you would be fine. You would skirt past each other and he would live or die just however a Pro Hero should.

A month passes. And then another. You begin to think maybe you’re safe; and then you’re not.

“If everyone can line up, then that’ll make everything go smoother,” your boss calls out, echoed throughout the office. Below on the street is the firetruck—overseeing the drill. You peer over the ledge of the window in worry, trying to count the firefighters out: seven that you could see. If you saw anymore than that while out on the street you were just going to close your eyes and wait it out.

Your boss calls your name—and when you glance to him, startled, he gestures with his megaphone, sheepish.

“Can you run and grab my laptop case for me?” he asks, already half out the door. “You’re closer, and I have a feeling we’ll be down there for a while.”

“Yeah,” you say, already standing. You leave your own things at your desk—as you’re meant to—and dart to his office, partitioned by glass. When you turn around, the case in hand, the office is empty—your boss’s megaphone calling out down the hall, down the stairway, leaving you alone in the wake of it.

You go to the window again, to count the firefighters. One, two, three, four, five, six, seven—

You freeze. There’s an eighth figure there, standing solidly with them, talking, his arms crossed. A Pro Hero—dressed in black, with bright orange details.

Your ghost, you think in alarm.

He looks up at the window and you jerk away, startled. He shouldn’t be able to see—the glass was tinted—but his face is suspicious and you clutch your boss’s case to you tighter, heart thumping.

Don’t give him a reason to single you out, you think desperately—you hurry to join the others but they have left you on an empty floor, already making their way down the three flights quickly, leaving you and your noisy footfall as you race down the emergency stairs—only to have the door to the lobby thrown open roughly before you could even reach it.

It bangs against the wall; leaving you to stare in silence as he fills the doorway fully, glowering, stopping you in your tracks.

“The hell?” He asks you, roughly. Under his mask his eyes flicker over you, over the case in your hands, unimpressed. “Why didn’t you evacuate with the others?”

You can only shake your head, tucking your hands around the case tighter. Even having his spectre repeat and repeat in front of you—it doesn’t compare to the space and heat of him in the flesh, taking up a doorway. He’s more solid now, more real and when he shifts, just a fraction, you step back in fright.

Something his eyes—ink red under his mask—don’t miss, narrowing.

“I’m sorry,” you say, and mercifully your voice is calm. “I had to grab something.”

“You ain’t meant to take anything,” he points out, barely civil, and you duck your head into a nod—his jaw tightening in response.

You’d rather this, you think, wincing. The brittle patience, barely hiding his rippling irritation. Anything was better than the despair that’d been playing over and over in front of you.

Pro Hero Dynamight—Great Explosion Murder God: Dynamight—scowls at you, jerking behind him. “The extra with the megaphone is doin’ roll call.”

He means your boss. You look at him, curious, and his mouth tightens. It doesn’t thin the curve of his lips, though, and when you realise you’ve noticed that—

You hold your boss’s laptop closer. “Okay,” you say, meaninglessly.

Dynamight only moves out of the way when you go to squeeze past him, your jacket catching against his suit as he grunts.

“Wait,” he commands, annoyed. You stare ahead and will everything within your mind to empty as he pulls you free from the catch of one of his grenades—you mutter a thank-you and don’t look back as you hurry to the glass doors, the light, the open outside away from him and the heat of his space.

(You hide behind your coworkers as your boss commends everyone for their examplumery speed and when one of the firefighters steps forward to walk everyone through the basic dangers of an office building fire it’s Great Explosion Murder God: Dynamight who stands behind him, solid and real and flinty eyed, as he stares everyone down. Someone in front of you giggles; he glares at her until she stops, bowing her head in shame and letting him look directly at—

You. Standing at the back.

His mask moves; his eyebrow raised. You lift yours in a helpless, silent, question. He frowns, like you’re speaking two different languages and morosely you think to yourself, so much for not giving him a reason to single you out.)

It’s just one off-chance meeting, you tell yourself. Just a weird little moment to establish something there, and make you feel a little guilty when you hear about his death on the news.

Only—

Only it keeps happening.

Perhaps it’s your karma, for never saying anything to the ghosts that had followed you. Or maybe it’s one last laugh from Kouki, his evil delight in teasing you manifested. Maybe it’s just plain old bad luck—but whatever it was, it meant you kept running into Great Explosion Murder God: Dynamight over and over again, humiliation on repeat.

He’s—there, in his Pro-Hero gear, at the konbini you get your morning coffee, scowling as the cashier stammers through the burglary you’d only just missed. He’s—crouching amid a group of excitable kids, his grin for them sudden and sharp and bright, distracting even in the middle of a busy street. He’s—walking past you as you startle, safely tucked away into a coffee shop as he patrols past, barely sparing the café window a glance.

He is everywhere, everywhere, everywhere. And in turn his ghost is too: the blinding flash in your mirror, as you try to brush your teeth, squinting. The nuclear eruption that startles you awake, in the darkness of your room. The silent twist of his face as he reaches out to you, over your counter as you eat your cereal.

It’s worse than it was with Kouki, you think bitterly. When Kouki the living appeared in your life, Kouki the ghost receded. Now you were just being haunted on both ends, both versions just as fleeting as the other.

Your only consolation is that you are, truly, a nobody to him. Just another face amid a city full of them. For all the tiny run-ins, the awful timing, you manage to wriggle away quickly, without attention—or so you’d thought.

You’re walking home under the city dusk: a universe of lights below you as you trek up the winding path that leads home. Work had been awful. You’d seen your vision of Dynamight no less than three seperate times that day, the furious twist of his face, his silent shouting—his disappearing. He was taking you with him, you thought in despair. No other ghost of yours had been so persistent. Distracted, you’d bought a supermarket bento for dinner—some nectarines, for dessert. As you walked the bag swung low and slow, too flimsy; when it splits everything in it splatters, and tumbles.

You swear, skidding as you try to chase the fruit, rolling away as they gain speed—

Stopped by a black boot, it’s orange detailing almost glowing as it scuffs along the ground, blocking them.

Everything within you settles; flattens as you straighten.

Under his mask, Dynamight arches in an eyebrow.

“You good?” He asks.

You shrug, and hold up the remnants of your plastic bag—drifting like a bride’s veil, between you.

The Pro-Hero tsks, crouching, picking up your nectarines. “Weak crap.”

In the twilight the black of his uniform makes him a dark void—until he stands again, holding out your fruit to you. You frown, and watch him mirror it, his wide mouth turning down, unhappily.

“You afraid of me, or somethin’?” He asks, rough. His face is pinched—it makes him look like a little kid, trying to tough out a pout and your stomach squeezes with the guilt. The last anyone would see of him would be a flash of light—and then Japan’s dynamite, Japan’s explosive anger, would be gone forever.

And here you were—making him feel bad in what could, quite possibly, be his last days.

“No,” you admit, opening your handbag to take back the nectarines. “I’m not afraid of you.”

He squints at you, disbelieving.

“Yeah?” He asks. “Then why do you keep runnin’ away like you’ve shit yourself?”

Oh, you think, he’s disgusting.

“I do not,” you say instead, crossly, dropping to the ground grab the remains of your bento.

Dynamight grunts in dismissal. “Yeah you do. Every time I’m walkin’ down a street, or I have to drop into some shitty little place—you’re there, turning tail. If you ain’t on laxatives and you ain’t afraid, then what is it?”

“I’m prejudiced against all Pro-Heroes,” you tell him, stoutly. “And you keep foiling my plans for world domination. Why do you notice, anyway? Why are you here?”

His boots scrape against the path, suddenly loud between you, as he moves in closer.

“‘M on patrol,” he tells you. “It’s my job on patrol to notice weirdoes—and you’ve been the weirdest.”

“Congratulations!” you tell him sourly, skittering around the solid wall of his presence to a nearby trash can. It’s already overflowing, but you squeeze your own rubbish in and turn back to the Pro, as much apart of the world around you as the dark undergrowth of the pathway, or the city lights behind him.

He’s so real, you think angrily. And in days, weeks—maybe months, if he was lucky—he’d be gone, just like that.

“Now what?” You ask him, ask yourself. “What happens now?”

Below, a train screeches past. Great Explosion Murder God: Dynamight shrugs, indifferent.

“Depends,” he says. “You gonna keep being weird?”

You almost laugh. You don’t, though, holding your handbag with your nectarines closer. You are standing in the last, dark moments of a twilight world with a man who will die, God knew when—weird was probably the least you could be.

“Maybe,” you say instead. “I haven’t decided yet.”

The Pro-Hero shrugs again. “Then I do my job, and keep an eye on ya.”

He’s not looking at you when he says it, shifting awkwardly like a school boy and you—

You let your shoulders sag. You are an adult, no longer seventeen—but has been a hard life, and you are tired. Tired of being afraid. Of always being at the edges of your own life.

“Okay,” you tell him, tell yourself. Tell your ghosts, wherever they’re gathered. “I surrender.”

Dynamight snorts, kicking out a loose gravel and when he glances back to you his face has softened from its suspicion—waiting, instead.

A new pattern starts.

He walks past the coffee shop when you’re there and squints at you—acknowledgement you return with the ugliest face you can manage, the woman at the table across from you snorting into her mug.

You walk past him one weekend, surrounded by fans, and he looks up and sees you—bright eyes flickering over the fizzing orange juice in your hand, your wide sunhat, not hiding the startled surprise on your face—and grunts at the kids around him, holding up his hand as he tries to squeeze out, to you.

“Your hat makes you look like a frilly grandma,” he complains, loudly, as the fans follow him, encircling you both.

“I like your hat!” One girl says, brightly. She’s wearing a GEMG:D shirt with his scowling face under his title scrawl; you touch the brim of your hat, self-consciously.

“Thanks,” you say, self-conscious. She beams at you, even as Dynamight starts jabbing at you, trying to get you to move.

“I gotta get grandma home,” he tells everyone, as the group groans. “S’gotta have that nanna nap.”

You let him bully you. You let him pick you out, every time you cross paths. You don’t fight it—and when you start seeing him out of his Pro-Hero gear, his weaponry, your heart tightens in on itself in warning.

“You hungry?” He asks you, one evening. You’d been walking together, the pair of you having finished work at the same time; you in your neat, office wear, your leather handbag. Dynamight in sweats, a loose shirt, a dufflebag over his shoulder.

The sky above you is pink, the moon a silver crescent. A manga moon, you think to yourself; overlooking a love story.

“Yeah,” you answer him, eventually. “I’m starving.”

He nods, resolutely not looking at you—though when you glance at him his jaw tightens, head turning away.

“Denimhead introduced me to a place near here,” he says, gruffly. “They’re decent, ain’t wankers. And they’re cheap. Private.”

He should be doing this with anyone else, you thought to yourself, desperately, watching your shoes. Anyone. Someone who wouldn’t be counting down the days, the weeks, the months.

“I’d like that,” you say instead, softer. “I’d like to go.”

He doesn’t risk looking at you but his smooth face reddens, even as he passes a large hand over the back of his neck, like he could rub the colour out.

“Yeah,” he agrees. “Let’s go then.”

It’s a bistro; a tiny pocket of a place only marked by a single, hanging sign of a smiling cow, the sizzle of steak permeating the alleyway. Inside the lights are low—Dynamight stands back to let you sit at the bar first, watching hawkishly, before he follows, the bartender smiling at you both.

“They gotta menu,” he says, nodding to the mirror behind the bar, where a sparse few dishes are written. “Otherwise if ya trust me I can—I can suggest shit.”

His gaze flickers over your face as you watch him in turn. He was so—here. Alive. With every tiny movement—the draw back of his elbow, the flex of his hand—you feel it, too aware.

“I trust you,” you tell him.

He grins—sudden and pointed and startling a smile out of you too, even as you try to bite it back.

(He orders blistered tomatoes, the size of doll heads, dressed in olive oil and a sweet fig vinegar, a soft cheese that bursts over them. There’s toasted baguette—slathered with bone marrow, garlic butter. There’s steak cut like it’s been shared among cavemen, several inches thick and still on the bone, bleeding even as it sizzles. The bartender puts down a little plate of fine, perfectly ruffled pasta in front of you; dressed in pesto, charred greens, tiny flowers and you have to share it with your Pro-Hero, who’s nose wrinkles when you try to offer him a speared garnish.

He is warm and he is close and he smells like the char of a grill and soap and a sweet wood layered over warm skin and neither of you move to touch each other—

But his leg presses against yours, and stays. Your hand slips over his by accident as you move to help yourself to dessert, a soft creamy dish with fruit—and he turns his palm up, catching it. Squeezing your fingers for a brief moment before letting them go, unmooring you only to anchor you again when you walk side-by-side, back to the train station, the warmth of him reassuring, and inescapable.)

Days. Weeks. Months.

You walk together, have dinner sometimes, lunch others. He complains about the other Heroes he works with; you listen, side-eyeing him when he then mentions feeding them, making meals at the agency because everyone was useless—

He doesn’t poke at you to talk, but you start sharing anyway. The book in your handbag; the gossip the others at the office always had.

“Tell ‘em to either deal with it or shut up,” he suggests, and you laugh despite yourself.

Days. Weeks. Months.

He goes away on a mission across the country—after a villain the news was calling Hazard. He’d been responsible for the complete destruction, the levelling, of a factory, a shopping centre, slipping away before anyone could scramble through the rumble and detain him. It rains the entire time Dynamight is gone, leaving you to walk home alone, an umbrella over you, as the news loops over about flood warnings.

(When he comes back it’s an overcast day; finally dry. He’s waiting for you at your usual crossroad, now, and when you see him you smile, his eyes following the curve of it before flickering over you.

“You good?” He asks.

“Better now that you’re back,” you admit, before you can stop yourself.

You were. You had stayed up every night he was gone, on your phone—watching the news, the tags, waiting for his name to appear, footage of the flash that would take him. There’d been nothing; no arrests, no collision.

But your Pro-Hero’s face softens, just slight, and you realise that he’d read something else in it when he says, low, “Yeah. I get it.”

Days, weeks, months. Your heart thumps to it, reminding you and nervously, you shift away.

“Are you hungry?” You ask, wanting to fill the space between you with anything else.

He watches you skitter away, trying to encourage him to move; his eyes ruby.

“Yeah,” he repeats and in relief you turn away, all too aware of his stare, at the back of your head.)

Days. Weeks. When you finally kiss it’s at his table, in his home; empty plates in front of you.

“I think this is the best thing I’ve ever eaten,” you tell him honestly, quietly, the smears of your tiramisu the only remains as you stand, to take your plate to the kitchen.

“You’re always tryna—dart away,” he says suddenly, still sitting.

You startle at the look on his face—serious, soft mouth trying not to pout.

“I just—I just want to help with the dishes,” you say, but his brow furrows, pinched, and when he stands it’s carefully, slow, the coiled draw of a bow that shivers, waiting.

“I can’t get a read on you,” he admits to the quiet, his knuckles against the table. “Can’t—guess at whatever’s goin’ on in that squirrelly head of yours.”

You swallow, and run your hand across your forearm, too aware of the soft edges of your sleeves, of your Pro-Hero following your fingers.

“There’s nothing,” you whisper, and he snorts; boyish, disbelieving. It makes him less of a threat and more of a man—real, living, breathing, with his own thoughts and his own feelings.

“Like hell there is,” he swears, stepping closer. It brings his warmth in; the smell of coffee, of his cologne, aniseed sweet. “Whatever you’ve got spinnin’ around in there keeps you worlds away from this one. And I ain’t—”

He stops himself, his mouth parted around the rest of his words as his eyes flicker over your face, your lips; the way you can’t breathe for his nearness, hesitating in the space between you.

“—I ain’t gonna let you disappear,” he finishes, low. For a moment he traces your nose with his, and when your lashes flutter he sucks his breath in, tight; his mouth on yours, warm and sudden. A press. And then another. And then another and then the kiss is deepening and you tilt your head as hands fist themselves in your hair, keeping you close even as he pulls away, tiny, to pant against your lips. “Hah—”

You kiss him back. You take him back. Your hands are tight in his shirt, too flimsy to hold him and you whine and you can feel him snarl—or smile?—against you, his teeth hard against the corner of your mouth, scraping your jaw as he nips at your neck.

The plates on the table rattle as you both slide to the floor. You gasp as his mouth meets the bare skin of your thigh, then again as his thumbs hook under your underwear, the cool of his floor a shock. He moans, muffled; free of your ass your underwear drapes, wet and warm against you and he mouths at it, a heavy kiss as you gasp again at his tongue through cotton. He kisses deeper—you gasp again, and again, until you’re panting, tiny ah, ah, ahs that have him squeezing your hip, nosing the wet slop of your underwear out of the way so that his mouth meets your skin and you both moan.

(You are unravelled, on the floor—your clothes pooling, your breasts freed, your legs splayed. His hold is firm and warm and you are heavy-eyed, even as you gasp again, under him. You want to drift away—you want to stay, hissing as his blunt nails claw along the meat of your ass.

He lifts himself to meet you for a kiss—his mouth and chin shiny, his eyes glimmering as his shoulders ripple, panther-lithe as he leans over you.

His mouth is warm. You hum into it as he curses, tasting him—coffee, sex, you—as hot hands smooth the small of your back, the slip of him inside of you so, so easy and wet.

Even in the rut, the thrust, you are safe. You arch off of the floor like you’re trying to escape it, escape into the solid wall of him, waiting with another kiss, long and hard as he thrusts in deeper, deeper still.

You curl your legs against him, your heel in his ass. He grunts, then bites at your chin and your laugh is broken off into a moan as he ruts in hard.

Days. Weeks. When you come it’s sudden, starflash hot; you gasp for a final time and your hero is there to nose against your wet skin, to kiss you, his own undoing a groan, a sigh into your mouth.

There are no ghosts, lingering afterwards. Only him, panting; only you, your legs slipping together, your lips parting. Only him, only you.

He presses a kiss against the side of your head, almost forcefully.

“Wasn’t too shit,” he says, gruff, and you laugh around your breathlessness, anchored and alive.)

Days, weeks. Days.

Your Hero asks you stay over; you do, waking up in sheets that smell like him, that smell like sex, like you. You give yourself the moments—let yourself kiss his shoulder in hello, when he’s brushing his teeth. Lean into his touch, when his hand smooths up and down your waist.

“The others wanna meet ya,” he says one night, grumpily. “Said something about a lunch—I told ‘em s’up to you.”

At the counter, you hesitate. Who knew what you’d see, around them, the country’s frontliners. And it would only make this death, the one you were waiting on, worse—

But your Hero is determinedly not looking at you, his face pink, and you realise—he wants it. He wants you to meet them. Them to meet you.

Oh, you think, stricken. This was going to hurt.

“Okay,” you say. “I’d—I’d like that. Let’s do that.”

When he grins it twists his whole face into childlike brightness. You smile back with a wobble, looking at him and only him—ignoring his ghost behind him, shouting at you before the flash.

Days. Day. It’s a bright Saturday and you were meant to be meeting his friends, at last, the city busy as you hurry to the department store. There was a store in the food hall that sold small, perfectly round cream cakes, with glossy coatings and made to look like fruit—you wanted a tray of them, to take.

The sales clerk is handing you the bag, sealed with a ribbon when the shouting starts.

“RUN!” Someone screams, a flash from the back of the store blinding you. It’s the call, the break through the spell. Everyone panics, shouting as people start to bolt for the stairs to the street outside.

You’re almost torn away from the store—the girl serving you yelping as people barrel past, the force of them moving you, too, until the girl shrieks—trapped behind the counter.

“Wait!” You say, but a man almost shoves you aside and you drop your bag, your cakes, pushing against the others that follow him until there’s a gap. The sales clark is wincing, behind her case, but there’s a ominous rattling above you and you scream, “Come on!” at her, your hand held out as everyone on the floor screams.

She sobs as someone smashes into her counter, shoved up by a crowd and you wedge yourself out of the way and scream again, “We have to go! Now!”

You’re almost blind in your panic, wheezing as your elbowed in someone else’s desperation—but then she’s scrambling with the hatch, reaching out to you too and when her hand is in yours you run, following the crowd.

You’re separated in the push—there’s more screams, as more and more flashes fill the room and someone, an older man, almost claws at your face to get in front of you.

Outside there’s a wail of sirens; someone on a megaphone, shouting for surrender.

The explosion is small. It doesn’t feel like it—everyone tumbles to the ground with the shock wave, the smoke quickly filling the space and trying to tunnel out the same way and someone grabs your elbow and tugs, begging you to move—

You follow them. Her, the girl from the cake stand, her face puffy and bruised. The pair of you crawl over people, stand, and when you break out of the glass doors and into the daylight it’s almost a relief—until you see the ring of Pro-Heroes, police officers, all tense.

Your stomach swoops. The Pros, the cops closest to you are ashen-faced—looking beyond you, to whoever is now holding you in place with a calm, heavy hand on your shoulder.

“Just put your hands up,” one of the cops calls out, over the megaphone. “And surrender. There’s no need for hostages.”

Behind you, broken glass shifts. The hand on your shoulder squeezes tighter, a warning, and you stare out at the crowd, trying to empty your mind even as the clerk, still next you, sobs.

Day. Moments.

Beyond the crowd you can hear his sharp voice, his shouting and you squeeze your eyes shut, not wanting to know, not wanting to see—

But everything within you is attuned to him. The world falls away into white noise and all you can hear is your name, being screamed furiously, and you have to look.

You blink away your tears, and he’s there, two other Pros trying to hold him back as he swears, elbowing out at them; his face twisting in fury, in grief. Your eyes meet—and he surges forward again, shouting something to you as he reaches out, an officer barrelling into him as nails dig into your shoulder—

And then there is a flash of light. Blinding and sharp.

And you are gone.

[heartshapedskittles]

rinchan TikTok or Instagram?

Tiktok! Instagram sucks ass, they suspended me 👎 don’t ask niki why

[lyney-mp3]

Shhhh pretend I didn’t ask Alr ,,, make ,,,, a ,, Rinchan moodboard or stimboard cuz Rinchan so silly !!! Frfr

so silly fr fr

anyway ur request is done!! lmk if theres anything you want changed ^^

[mihotose]

konakona again :)

they talk about starting to be summer and rinchan's like its 26°! and konachi's like its 22°?? and kankan's like i thought it was cold ??

rinchan says maybe its because she closed her room door for gaming so when she woke up it was like a sauna

the zanyou bgm when uisama arrives lmao

uisama says its been six months since shes last been on and its gotten so noisy since. its alright listening to it but now she's actually here its a bit difficult lol

kankan says before konachi arrived the three of them were in the dressing room talking about games and uisama couldn't say a thing

uisama says she doesn't understand games. she'll play but she doesn't get them. she does have a gaming pc but she doesn't know if she's using it right. rinchan asks about the keyboard and mouse and she's like "i don't really know they just light up"

she wants to play games with rinchan :D

rinchan says uichan always forgives her whenever kanchan gets mad at her and konachi's like you spoil first years too much!!! and kankan complains she's so strict towards her and always tells her off and rinchan's like even when i mess up kanchan's the one that gets scolded

even yesterday, on the way home, rinchan was pestering kanchan and uichan encouraged her and thought it was funny. kankan's like kurusu rin please stop doing it in front of hanamiya nina (⁠╯⁠︵⁠╰⁠,⁠)

they start going through letters and rinchan mumbles "i forgot my letters.." and kankan and konachi start bullying her so she cries to uichan for help lol

uisama says 2nd live felt like both an ending and a beginning. yes, things ended, but a new beginning starts from here

rinchan says she got to participate in eien no euphoria that she's been listening to since ruri joined, and all the memories that she had from before joining came back to her then

she also says she was really nervous in chiba as it was the first time joining something she liked, and standing in the same place as people she liked, and she was worried about whether she'd be accepted, but once she did everyone warmly welcomed her

uisama says they felt that way when performing with their senpai at unit koushien, and in that case, are they being as good senpai now as they had been

uisama picks on kanchan again saying the first years have to take care of her and they talk about how fuuchan scolded her during the tour for her rubbish and how yesterday when fuuchan asked whose socks she had found kankan denied they were hers when they were definitely were (only she and uisama wear that type and they werent uisama's). fuuchan really takes cares of her. she's a good girl

staff asks what they're conscious of as senpai and kankan says the third years really feel like senpai (in atmosphere). uisama and konachi struggle to answer and kankan immediately says she has nothing! 😃👍

konachi says theyve always been in pairs, but now theyre nine and an odd number, there's always the possibility someone will be left out, so she wanted to make sure that didn't happen

rinchan is really amazed at that because she was so touched that in her first mirapa practice she wasn't left alone for even a second that she told her mom as soon as she home (uisama: so cute...)

as for ceribou, uisama says ginko can do anything, so she feels more of a partner than a kouhai. she has a lot of potential. she does feel like a kouhai sometimes, but she's generally reliable. she properly thinks things through more than kanchan [unprovoked???]

kanchan says mirapa is like friends while ceribou dollche are like senpai kouhai. konachi says dollche are like a married couple and their child. both the characters and the cast (everyone agrees)

they talk about the explosion in nonfiction hero show and its just not the same without it now

ishin denshin was mirapa's first towel song. konachi says it surprisingly suited them doing it in their tsubasa la liberté outfits

kankan says she's really glad bang you gravity was a cart song since it was written by ruri to bring megu-chan back, so singing it separated was really emotional

konachi says she saw people covering their faces and collapsing and she was like "what the hell" and then she saw kanchan running towards her and she realised everyone was just so moved (rinchan: i did that backstage too)

konachi points out mirapa often have L hand signs for "dream" lyrics like in milk (ookina yume), as in L for love live

konachi also brings up uisama "joining" mirapa (aka they sandwiched her until nonsuke rescued her). they all say its amazing they have all four members of mirapa here today~~ and uisama's like stop that im in cerise bouquet. kankan mentions nonsuke coming to get her and uisama's like "she's such a cute child"

konachi says she's an okaa-shama and kankan says ginko has become her daughter as well

konachi says she heard uisama sniffed ginko's hair (hyougo day 1 unit goodbyes) and uisama's like she smelled nice.

they read a block of letters about all of ceribou's songs and kankan's like idk where to start there were a lot of new flirty scenes and uisama's like the same as usual really and everyone's like yeah i guess so

regarding fortune movie, uisama says it was probably due to megumi's assistance in that with×meets after (konachi: you're so reliable megu-chan~). but also uisama says she wanted to do it lol. kankan says chuke's been saying she did too

uisama: that "i love you" is a treasure to me

konachi brings up the "and you love?" "kaho!" and uisama says that was something kaho (nonsuke) wanted. since kaho has never received an "i love you" from kozue-senpai before. at first she didn't want to do it because it was embarrassing but she managed it in the end

uisama: after that i did whatever i wanted i suppose konachi: what a weird way of phrasing that

in chiba uisama thought she'd do it "standard" so when they went to hyougo she asked if she could do what she wanted and nonsuke said she could

kankan says she was watching the monitors during rehearsals with nassuchan and konachi, and when they had made it back to the stage chuke hadn't brought her cotton candy while uisama had and they all freaked out over uisama making a mistake except it was actually chuke who messed up

uisama asks why they thought she had messed up and theyre all like we just didn't think chuke would do that

konachi brings up how she loves ceribou's lower voices in dear my future. uisama says ceribou has quite a wide range but it was quite difficult to switch after special thanks. special thanks is more kaho while dear my future is more kozue

kankan says kotoko-chan really suits the tsubasa la liberté outfit while konachi says ceribou with the hair tied up are so cute

they talk about how they really practised the spins in tsubasa la liberté and konachi says spinning in those shoes was really hard

kankan says doesn't know if it will happen but she'd really like to see tsubasa la liberté as a traditional song and done as nine. konachi says she'd really like a song from 103 to become traditional

kankan: i think its so cool "every day" is written "365 days." 364 days? huh? isn't it 364?

uisama points out only kosuzu is sweating in the ladybug cards, so it shows how amazing and how much of a senpai sayaka is. konachi says sayaka mirroring kosuzu is just like nassu [kosuzu does talk about how amazing that is in the voice line]

uisama points out she faced rinchan in a song for the first time in 365 days and kankan's like i did the same with hiichan! and everyone's like what the hell.. at her weird energy

konakona ✅

kankan: lets have another good konakonauiuikankanrinrin chat today

rinrin loves "uiui" and uisama says she likes "rinrin" too and it seems konachi doesnt have it in her to protest anymore lol

konachi says she didnt think it was possible to recreate the link to the future staging in real life (uisama and kankan say the same) and when they were inside the curtain she realised it was what megu-chan and the others saw too

uisama and konachi say they realised the footage of runway (and the other songs) had been added to the link to the future intermission from the audience's reaction but kankan finds out from hearing this now lol

kankan says during rehearsals she was worried about whether their performance was being conveyed through the curtain but once she saw everyone's penlights she knew they had connected properly

konachi really likes the really bright white light in the intro, and how because of the curtain, although they can see through it both ways, it felt like a space for the six of them. uisama says it felt like they were being protected, and then spread out from the chorus. konachi says they really couldnt hear anything but each other in there

uisama and konachi say they wish people could see their coats/they could wear them again

kankan loves how they got to do the same MC as their character

even though she already knew it was true, uisama says announcing asu no sora no bokutachi e would be the last song of the 103rd year really touched her heart

konachi says she felt differently at hasu 2nd to at 1st. 1st felt like the end was a long way away while 2nd felt like the end. her understanding of asu no sora no bokutachi e deepened during it

uisama says she had a new feeling singing it with their senpai at unit koushien, but singing it for the last time as six, the lyrics really brought back some memories. the audience was emotional and so she was she and probably kona too, and she couldn't really talk much afterwards

konachi says especially on hyougo day 2 she felt as if she had caught a cold afterwards, she just felt really out of it

uisama said it was a nice ending, and when she got backstage and saw her three kouhai, she thought the new beginning starts from here. the senpai say the kouhai were so kind to watch over them without saying anything, and then konachi says she snapped out of it when she saw their nervous faces w

rinchan says although there was a lot of practice time for 104 after passing their auditions, they didnt actually spend that much time with their senpai for a while, so they watched the with×meets and kept up with the story

uisama says she brought back a feather (from during asu no sora no bokutachi e) to keep for memories

kankan says she's really glad uisama spoke as club president and uisama says she should have spoken more but was too emotional to

uisama says cerise bouquet's three voices go really well together. kaho is genki and kozue is beautiful and elegant, and ginko is in between. they realised it would be hard to be "in between" so they decided kaho should be even more genki and kozue even more beautiful, to allow ginko a space to go

konachi says nonchuke dancing with a serious face at the start of 104 reflection in the mirror is a rare sight and cute

kankan says it really feels like an upgrade and uisama says the three of them had the choreography down from the beginning. she and nonchan had it already memorised, and there wasnt that many new additions, so when ginko (*hiichan) arrived she had it memorised too so they were already in a position to put it all together

konachi's like well for us... only kurusu rin can remember dances (uisama: how well behaved! good girl! wait, don't get angry)

kankan says she practised the last pose of deepness many times. konachi and uisama say she did poses theyve never seen before for it

rinchan says she kept doing regular peace signs in eien no euphoria instead of reverse peace signs and konachan made fun of her for being the only one who messed up lol

they talk about 104 identity and uisama says her favourite part is rinchan's long note

rinchan says the other 104 members told her backstage how loud everyone's "just do it" calls were, and although she could hear herself through the iems, she realised how loud they actually were when she watched the archive later, and she was really pleased

they also say how loud everyone got when they entered stage, even the people who were watching quietly before

they move on to discussing what they could do for the cerise bouquet session of mirapa radio public recording. uisama says what she wants to play bingo and everyone says 👍

uisama wants to do something they cant do at a regular live show, so she wants everyone to play too. she wants people at the back who might not be able to see well to have something to join in on

for prizes konachi suggests signed tshirts or snacks

unrelated to the bingo uisama wants to put random things on the audience seats as gifts

kankan thanks uisama for her ideas and she's like well i have a lot more. i have lots i want to do

she also suggests putting songs in a lottery and performing the songs that are pulled which they all like

kankan says shes amazing and she's like "i can't believe my desires are coming in useful"

konachi reads out a letter calling them kankan rinrin konakona uiui and audibly drops volume when reading out "konakona" lol

a letter suggests they design tshirts, tell uisama what to draw, and then redraw uisama's rough outline themselves and they extremely hesitantly but unanimously 👍 (but agree more enthusiastically when they realise they get to design in the first place)

konachi says she wants pixel art on hers but uisama doesnt know what that is

konachi wants tshirts that can be worn as everyday wear. like obviously she likes the ones from their past events and theyre cute etc but its a bit obvious when someone has a tshirt with BLOOM THE DREAM on it its live merch you know. she wants something simple but that makes people who don't know what its from want it too

uisama's like i really was in the art club. from elementary school to middle school. nine years (konachi: why..)

kankan says kozue-senpai's sense of colour in kaho's picture book is really good and uisama is like "that was me. the gradient? i won a prize you know" (kankan struggling noises)

kankan says konachi and rinchan are so good at drawing they make kankan look like a kindergartner and uisama's like what about my nine years??

konachi's like ok to maintain uisama's confidence how about she do the rough outlines as pixel art since messy pixel art is still cute and uisama's like let's do that! <- she learned what pixel art is five minutes ago

uisama can't spoil the details on kozue's BR but she does say the voice lines are good (rinchan heard it too because she was there that recording day). uisama packed everything she wanted into it, but the first take it was too much so it was NG lol

uisama says its been fun! before, when she saw mirapa she thought "what nuisances..." but now when she looks to the side and sees rinchan she feels much better lmao

uisama: first years are so cute... i want to be surrounded by them... huh? (mirapa judgement of silence)

konachi: its different somehow isnt it. kankan: its different. uisama: even when i say the same thing as everyone else it feels different

uisama wonders if its her voice that makes things weird so she says "i want to be surrounded by them" in different voices while the others cheer that theyre not weird [sasuga seiyuu] and realises its her regular voice's fault

kankan: i thought it was your expression

uisama tries changing her voices again while saying "i want to be surrounded by rinchan" to cheers, and then to silence using her regular voice

after a final "she smelled good" (hiichan) in a different voice to cheers they end the episode

konakona ✅

after kocchan arrives kankan points out rinchan said "yoroshiku onegaishimasu" even though the script only said "yoroshiku." rinchan says she's actually quite shy and tends to use formal language and kocchan says today was their second time making eye contact lol

konachi says ui kotoko are probably seen as really great senpai (excluding herself as they're in the same unit) vs kanchan who isn't seen as a senpai because she's too easy to hang out with lol

kankan asks kocchan for her overall thoughts of hasu 2nd and she's like "it was fun...?" (it was a weird question)

kocchan says hasu 2nd was the culmination of the 103rd year. it made her think about how much happened in only six months

konachi says all of kocchan's MCs were really good and kocchan says her friend came to see chiba day 1 and she based her day 2 MC on her friend's impressions (her friend also came on day 2 and managed to get tickets for both days of hyougo!) she did her MCs while thinking of various things so she's glad konachi liked them

kocchan starts laughing while they read out various letters about dollche at hasu 2nd so once they finish kankan directs her to start from what she's laughing about

kocchan says parallel dancer is a short song so they didn't spend that long on the carts at hasu 1st. they wanted to have more time looking at everyone, so they decided to extend the interlude, but if they didn't do anything during that time it would have been weird, so they decided to say something. kocchan jokingly said she wanted to hear everyone's cute voices so that's what they ended up doing but when she took her IEMs out in hyougo they weren't very cute www

konachi says people did start saying it in a fluffier way though. kocchan says in makuhari (chiba) everyone was like "oioi" (deep voice) but in hyougo they were a little milder

kankan says she's loved that part since rehearsals. when she heard kocchan say it the first time she was like "that is something tsuzuri would say..." and kocchan's like "everyone says that!"

konachi says lots of girls like dollche so seeing so many beautiful girls shouting in their cute voices is crazy. kankan says its something only tsuzuri could ask for

kocchan says in chiba she performed awoke with a cool image, but in hyougo she thought that it might be the last time they perform it as two, so she thought it would be nice to perform it while thinking about how fun the last year has been, so even though tsuzuri-chan isn't the type to smile a lot, she did it with a small smile

konachi says she really likes that they did ao to shabon in the link to the future outfits

kankan brings up ameiro and konachi excitedly says the out of focus camerawork for it was so good. kocchan says she and kokona-chan couldn't see each other's faces at the end but they both naturally closed their eyes for the ending pose, and she was really happy when she saw the footage afterwards. everyone put a lot of thought into the direction and staging so she wanted to respond to that, and she's really glad its something everyone created together

rinchan says she and the rest of 104 really enjoyed seeing kocchan ask for everyone's cute voices during rehearsals

mirapa say they wish dollche could do it again because they love it so much, with a song that's not parallel dancer even, but kocchan says dollche doesn't have many cute songs, or songs where they can ask for cheers, so unless they could cover mirapa... (hakuchuu could work)

kankan says dollche are so good and their performances are godly. konachi says no matter how many times she watches them they always hit

they talk about how much kocchan suits the tsubasa la liberté outfit and kocchan laughs and brings up that the fitting for it took ages because kanchan's legs were too long lmao

kankan says her fitting took an hour because the outfit kept looking weird on her (konachi: your legs are too long)

rinchan asks if her waist is too high and kocchan and konachi are just like "its her legs." konachi is like "when she first put it on she was literally just legs. and then she looked like legs with blue fabric and a face"

kankan: it looked like i didn't have a body right rinchan: how did that even happen konachi: probably because her legs are too long

they decide kankan's legs must have grown

kankan says she heard staff whispering they needed to make her outfits longer from now on lmao

kankan says everyone looked good in the outfits and konachi says the lighting was really good

kocchan says she likes the parts in the choreography when they're not singing, where each movement is delicate instead of flashy

kankan says the second years feel like they're watching over the third years, and also that it feels like the third years have really big backs

kocchan says seeing the video before they went out made her feel she was going to cry

at the end of dakishimeru hanabira they all look towards sachi-senpai and kocchan says she's glad people noticed. even though sachi-senpai wasn't there, it felt like she was watching them

kankan says that just before dakishimeru hanabira, they could hear sachi-senpai in their iems. she was going on with kocchan, who whispered to her "im going to cry, say something funny" which she thought was so cute

kocchan: she didn't say anything funny though

they talk about how kankan did end up holding her mic and the flower the wrong way around Twice during rehearsals?? she couldn't tell what she's holding backstage apparently??

kankan says she's really glad they could sing these two important songs just like they did in the fes×lives

konachi talks about how she looked at how beautiful kotoko-chan was standing in the spotlight the whole time. she feels like megumi is always watching tsuzuri's back, in tsubasa la liberté as well

kocchan thanks konachi because whenever tsuzuri-chan overcomes something megu is always there to support her from the sidelines

kocchan likes the third years each stepping into the spotlight and taking up singing

konachi says she likes the choreography and would like to do it again someday. it was pretty hard

rinchan says the two songs contain stories of sachi-senpai that hime-chan and the others didn't see directly. she talks about how sachi-senpai sorted out the internet ban, and if it weren't for her hime might not have been able to apply for hasunosora via her gaming. they're able to stand where they are now because of those connections. that's how she felt when she saw her senpai's backs

kankan says she was happy the kouhai were all waiting for them under the stairs. konachi laughs at how nervous they all looked lol

kankan says she likes hsct megumi unidolised and that she looks like a commander

konachi wants to see dollche's cheerleader outfits and when kocchan says tsuzuri-chan probably didn't do it konachi says everyone did they're just not in the cards lol

mirapa stress that the public recording tshirt designs were hand drawn by them!!!

kocchan says its been fun but she hasn't really gotten friendly with rinchan yet, she kept using polite language!!

kankan says they should listen to the episode and have a rinchan keigo counter. then she says she hopes rinchan will use polite language next week-(kocchan and rinchan laughing at her)-no!! use casual language next week!!!

konakona ⤵️

its been about a year since they decided on the name "hasunosora no koto sukisuki club no minasan" so kankan asks kocchan for her thoughts. kocchan is sad she doesn't get to say it often as part of tsuzuri's lines but she makes sure to say it in her MCs where she has more freedom

kocchan talks about how the reason she liked it was because when she looked it up she couldn't find any results, but now there are so many she can't count and she's so pleased everyone makes sure to use it

konachi mentions how people put "@/hasunosora no koto sukisuki club" in their twitter names too

rinchan didn't realise the name was official for a while, she just thought everyone decided to use it on their own lol but when she realised she thought it was cute

kankan talks about how interesting she thinks the changes from four member dream believers to six to nine are, and how she really feels like its expanded

kocchan says the songs have grown since 103 and they've gained new members and the view from the stage has changed as well. she really likes hime's purple and konachi says she's a bit jealous of the first year's colours

kankan talks about how when they were given their hoodies for sehasu last year they all said they were cute but they saw the first years in theirs for the first time the other day and were shocked theirs are pastel (konachi says it balances out because the senpai's colours are pretty and bright as penlights! so there!)

kocchan tries asking rinchan how she felt about dream believers but kankan and konachi interrupt by bursting out laughing at staff writing "rinna-chan"

rinchan was really nervous, because she'd listened to it so much, and now she had received lines that her senpai had sung before. kocchan says the nine of them spent a long time practising it together, and it was really good watching the footage of their performance afterwards seeing they'd done it successfully

rinchan compliments dollchestra on the spin at the end of sparkly spot and kocchan says it was really difficult and she kept messing it up at practice but they all talked about it and did their best to do it perfectly for the real thing

"kimeru no wa jibun da" used to be sayaka/kokona-chan's but now its kosuzu-chan/fuuchan's. kocchan says when it was sayaka's, she felt nervous with all the weight of those expectations, but now its kosuzu's, while of course she is nervous, she has the energy of someone wants to do her best and challenge herself

kankan says sparkly spot is her favourite 104 new version arrangement because she loves the flamenco. konachi says it feels like its different while still carrying the charm of 103

kankan says it feels like the two senpai are watching over kosuzu-chan kindly and kocchan says she realised she has a warm expression while performing. up til now the two of them performed sparkly spot in a cool way but for the 104 version she started smiling because she was so happy kosuzu joined and that fuuchan was doing her best

konachi talks about how during the fes×live preparations, they didn't need to dance perfectly while they were doing iem checks etc so kocchan ended up one beat behind and it was really funny

kocchan gives her excuse that the line distribution is really difficult. but she did her best for the performance!

a letter calls them "kankan rinrin konakona kotokoto"

kankan says she heard that kocchan was really funny at the handover event the way she handed things over like a friend

konachi says she saw people's reports of the event and how if someone was a sayaka oshi kocchan would tell them to make eye contact like someone trying to make friends with an elementary schooler lol

kocchan says everyone put effort onto preparing their goods and clothes for it and she didn't want someone to get nervous and not be able to speak once they reached them and leave frustrated they weren't able to convey their feelings so she wanted to open the conversation to help out so they'd leave happy. she asks if that was a nuisance and everyone says they think its really cool of her

mirapa says their event was really funny too. even before they went out to see everyone people could tell they were in the wings because they could hear them laughing lmao

kankan was really nervous for their first group such that when they'd gotten through them the group clapped to congratulate her lol

mirapa all gush over the tragic drops outfits and konachi says she and uisama took lots of photos of kocchan's garter. kocchan says she forgot to post them but "uisan was a bit scary. her desires came out"

they move on to public recording ideas. kocchan says "im looking forward to it. what are we gonna do?" and konachi's like "that's what we're deciding now"

kocchan's idea is that they get to customise their radio tshirts themselves and everyone says👍

kocchan says they do like when they're done for them but she wants to have a go herself. mirapa designed the tshirt already but a diy feel like at a school festival would be cool. she says even if she didn't get a 👍 she'd have done it herself backstage lmao

a letter asks them to ride on the carts. they all say 👍 although acknowledge itd be difficult logistically so kocchan says she wants kanchan to give her a piggyback?? kocchan worries she may not be able to carry her but kankan says she can. everyone in hasu is light (kocchan: kanchan cart...)

they think about what the design of the (regular) cart would be and kankan says in line with the school festival-like tshirts she wants everything to look diy. konachi suggests ruri's cardboard box

they get a letter from a "harujuku ash-kun" and as soon as she hears the name kocchan's like "ash-kun! you're so good at letters!"

this letter suggests they each coordinate a casual outfit for their character, and they all say 👍

kocchan says dollche's outfits are normally cool so she wants tsuzuri-chan to wear something like mirapa's hakuchuu outfit. she wears something like that in a card [cotton=utopia] but she'd like it as a normal outfit

kocchan says hime's hair is always tied up so she wants to see her hair down (though they remind her you can see it down in the story)

kankan says she wants to see everyone in lots of different hairstyles and kocchan says she wants to see ruri with bangs

konachi gives a reminder about the lgp and asks everyone to please tell her their decks lmao

rinchan and kankan say bloom the smile kosuzu looks like a baby w

they all beg for a day off so they can watch the other units' 3rd live stop!!!

after these episodes kocchan and rinchan have become closer! kocchan says theyre making 10x as much eye contact as they were before!

104 mirapa radio!! (103)

its the prep room now since they're preparing for the public recording in summer! also rinchan is here now

rinchan says shes been calling them "kanchan" and "konachan" lately. kankan says the cast has been trying to call her "kankan" since they normally call her "kanchan" and konachi says the same for nonsuke too, instead of "chuke" (but whines "nonsuke" isnt cute...)

rinchan is "rinchan" to both kankan and konachi, and konachi explains again if shes "rinrin" alongside "kankan" mirapa will sound like ueno zoo! kankan says "rinrin" makes her happy and konachi yells at her

rinchan says shes decided to have both options and konachi's immediately like "ok rinchan then" so kankan decided to use "rinrin" for balance. rinrin 🤝 kankan

kankan tells rinchan konachi has banned polite speech on this show. rinchan says she does normally use polite speech but shes realised she speaks casually online like while gaming but its weird irl. konachi tells her to try casual speech from now on

rinchan describes hime as "a cute but downer mirapa otaku gamer girl with a sweet tooth." kankan and konachi are surprised her answer was so good before realising she probably just figured it out beforehand

rinchan feels shes really connected to hime since theyre both fast eaters (kankan: me too...! 🥺) and talks about how when she and the other 104 cast go out for dinner together shes finished her main by the time the others have finished their soup. konachi then talks about how surprised she was when she saw how quickly kankan eats

[kankan and rinrin bonding over being fast eaters] konachi: i dont get this at all

konachi says one time kankan tried to pace herself against chuke since shes a slow eater ("she has a small mouth. cute!") but she couldnt resist

konachi says hime probably likes sweets that dont mess up her hands while gaming and eats fast probably so she can get Back to gaming

rinchan says the point she and hime are most similar is gaming. though she's also a massive sweet tooth as well (kankan: wow! im feeling such a connection!! konachi: between her and hime?? kankan: no me and her)

kankan and rinrin say their favourite sweet at the same time to see if they match. kankan's is mont blanc and rinrin's is nutella (konachi: wait im obsessed with nutella!!! rinrin: a connection... kankan: hey wait)

for the record konachi also likes mont blanc and kankan also likes nutella lol ... she actually likes yanyan tsukebou more than nutella...

konachi: i have this big jar of nutella rinchan: i eat it with a spoon konachi: um..

rinchan also eats honey with a spoon for her throat

rinchan says shes surprisingly outdoorsy and kankan and konachi immediately dont believe it. she says she doesnt really go to the mountains but she does like cycling. she goes to the beach and collects shells and has made a lamp out of seaglass. she's outdoorsy. (kankan: maybe outdoorsy level 1... konachi: idk i just dont see it your image is too strong)

rinrin: i really do have an indoors image... kankan: you're always gaming! whenever i get a discord notification its you gaming again!

rinchan says konachi joins to watch and leaves after a while [another discord server argument]

rinchan has no sense of direction and will get lost in places shes been before and still doesnt know where to get off the train to get to their dance practice studio. if she goes to the toilet in a mall or train station she wont remember where she came from

rinchan says when she teases the 104 cast by the time they react shes disappeared. "isnt konachan the same?" konachi: its not that rinchan can't hear she just isn't listening anymore. me, i got bored

"i cant multitask" "oh, same as kankan"

konachi's personal question for her: who's your hasunosora oshi!

"oh no. obviously i love everyone but i love mirakura park!" (annoyed kankan noises) (threats of mirapa divorce) "i have equal number of goods for each of you! honestly! um... help...!"

kankan says she saw her rinkura profile the other day and ruri was her home screen but rinrin counters by saying she always has a megu keychain on her bag. and on her pc desk she has a nesoberi of each!

kankan and konachi at the same time: And Which Does Your Heart Prefer rinchan: oh man im sweating. i. have two oshi.

kankan and konachi ask for her Saioshi so she asks who their 104 oshi is and when they cant pick one they move on to the next question lol

kankan's personal question for her: what's your favourite hasu song!

"uh.! when i first heard it i fell in love with on your mark but now its ishin denshin"

seeing their performance of on your mark made her want to audition so she could sing it but now shes passed it and joined mirapa shes listening to all of their songs and loves ishin denshin, especially the part at the beginning where they sing individually

rinchan describes hiichan as very serious and nervous when she doesnt have a script and fuuchan as very pure whos always smiling and has high tension. she lightens the atmosphere and shes just like kosuzu irl

rinchan points out sayaka-senpai's half twin tails in harukaze buranko and konachi says its megu-chan respect. kaho-chan is ruri-chan respect as well

they say miracreation is a song that could only be sung by the three of them, 104 mirapa

kankan says ladybug is already in the top ranks for her

they ask how it was singing on your mark since she had wanted to and she said it was difficult trying to connect hime with coolness but she got it eventually

rinchan talks about the pressure of being responsible for the songs of their senpai and the senpai that came before them and how she was nervous to sing parts of songs that used to be a senpai's part

this has been the first time theyve been able to talk longform since theyre normally doing afureco or practice when together so this was fun

kankan says she'll join voice chat next time and the other two say she always says that lmao. rinchan waits every day for her to come until its 2am! (kankan and konachi: because you game every day!)

since its golden week now they discuss what theyd do if they had a ten day break. konachi says she'd go to hokkaido or sendai, with kankan agreeing on sendai

rinchan says she'd go abroad, and asks if theyre afraid of flying. konachi immediately says kankan is, who explains she doesn't like takeoff or landing, and she can't sleep without something from home, so she brings her own towel or something to hold onto

kankan asks where overseas and konachi immediately says switzerland since its so beautiful and the food looks good. rinchan and konachi talk about how theyve seen switzerland on instagram and tiktok and think it looke amazing, from the mountains to the beaches to the buildings

kankan's like how do you two know so much about switzerland???

they decide theyd like to go to switzerland together but they need to get passports lol

the next corner is them presenting their ideas for the public recording, and they have to vote on whether its a good idea or not. kankan says she has five ideas she definitely won't give up on

they do a practice idea from the preparation committee first: "everyone in the venue does a supplementary lesson and a following test and if anyone gets a question wrong the event ends." obviously everyone says 👎

kankan asks rinchan how she does with studying and she says she often learns words incorrectly. and clarifies specifically japanese. she's good at english. konachi immediately says she isnt sure if that english counts if she just learned it from games lmao. rinchan says she's got a grade 2 eiken english qualification (approx A2/B1)!! and kankan says she's only got a grade 3 (A1) herself...

the next practice idea is recreating a natsumatsuri on the stage with stalls and a unit shooting competition (not like it will come across over the radio). konachi screams while rinchan reads it out and obviously they all say 👍

kankan says she wants to make cotton candy and goes wait isn't that ceribou [sugar melt mention]. she decides dollche reminds her of water so they can have water yoyos and so mirapa can have target shooting

kankan's first idea is they have chowchows on stage with them. konachi says 👎 but rinrin says 👍. they ask what the chowchows will do and rinchan asks if they'll have "abilities" (english) which kankan doesn't understand (she means tricks). rinchan also suggests putting mics up to them so they can hear them breathing so they decide on chowchow asmr

kankan starts saying something about the nine of them at rehearsals when konachi interrupts to say when the nine of them are together kankan looks like shes one of the first years. like, until now theyve been doing things as the 103 club, so she gets why theyre not that mixed yet, but there'll be infinity seats and kankan will be sitting with the first years lmao. itll be the second years and third years together and then "rinchan kanchan hii fuu"

anyway. kanchan lost her airpods and rinchan told her about an app that plays a noise so you can find them again and they were in rinchan's bag somehow [idk why they brought this up after talking about chowchows]

rinchan's first idea: hasunosora song intros quiz. 👍 Immediately no questions asked

konachi's first idea: wearing their character's casual outfits. 👍 immediately as well. she explains that theyre always in their school uniforms or a live outfit but since the event is during the summer holidays itd be nice to wear regular clothes. kankan adds she wants a three person mirapa outfit or a radio tshirt and konachi says yukata would nice too!

kankan's idea: hairstyle swap. konachi immediately makes fun of her for trying to get out of ruri's twintails. kankan complains konachi always makes fun of ruri's flowers. the others try and tell her she looks cute and she's the only one who suits them but they end up deciding rinchan should have them

kankan starts laughing that if uisama is sitting next to her she'd have to wear them and they laugh about nassu or hiichan in them as well

konachi suggests if they get a radio tshirt they'd design it themselves but rinchan says she can't draw. they say "isnt your writing really cute though?" and shes like "its really not" and they're like um..

konachi starts laughing and says her dad asked if ruri's autograph is messy on purpose, does she know who designed it? and she said it's because kankan wrote it lmao

kankan: its all my fault

she explains that when she feels like ruri she can't write slowly, and her family and friends and lots of others asked her "is rurino's autograph going to be like that forever?"

so it turns out she mixed up her Ls and Rs and written Lurino. so she corrected it by crossing out the L and writing an R next to it but staff thought it was a mistake so edited it to Rurino

she thinks its funny though and i think has recently asked them to use the non edited version from now on? [i think there's goods with the L crossed out and replaced with an R and a version that just says Rurino]

kankan says shes looking forward to hime's autograph (it was included in 104 doribiri already) and then asks to see rinchan's own autograph. konachi calls it a bird and rinchan corrects her to say its a penguin

konachi says its eyebrows are ugly and she explains it didnt originally have eyebrows but someone told her itd be cute so she added them and they were ugly but people told her they liked them so she keeps doing them (kankan: they're cute! [konachi silence of disapproval])

kankan says she wants rinchan to give her a tarot reading! she says in the 4/4 with×meets ruri talked about seeing a girl on the bus doing magic tricks and everyone got so excited hoping she'd be a new club member but it didn't happen lol (konachi scolds everyone for thinking a magician would go to an arts school like hasunosora lmao)

rinchan talks about mentioning she can read tarot and all of the senpai surrounded her lol

kankan also wants the three of them be DJs like in ishin denshin

after they play miracreation they talk about how fun itll be to perform live

kankan brings up at the end of the episode that she really wants chowchows at the recording lol

rinchan says if they arent allowed to do tarot readings she'll do it for them in the dressing room. konachi asks kankan what she wants reading and she says mirapa's future. when they ask what theyll do if she gets a bad reading so she changes it to her own future

they get a letter asking them to introduce themselves as kankan rinrin konakona and konachi protests but the others get her to try it once. so they redo the intro but kankan initiates it like unexpectedly genki which throws the others off so they ask to try again. konachi whines they said Once but they do it properly and she immediately says she doesnt like it lol

as the episode was released on kodomo no hi they talk about their childhoods. kankan says she was a serious kid to which konachi immediately asks for proof. kankan says she studied a lot and konachi asks if she's lying lol

konachi was a really shy kid (shyer than she is now) who couldnt talk to adults

hiichan introduces herself and kankan immediately goes "cerise bouquet are so unfair"

its hiichan's first ever radio appearance which she's been looking forward to. she also said brings up the special rule (no formal language) and says itll be hard since she isn't used to it but she'll do her best!

for her words of enthusiasm for this episode she talks about how she hasn't been able to talk about herself or interact with mirapa-san often since they normally do practice in units, so she really wants to talk a lot with them! (struggling to use casual speech)

a letter calls hiichan "hinahina" and its the first time she's ever been called that (konachi thinks this name is cute which makes rinrin and kankan complain lol)

mirapa say hiichan is very "ceribou" which she doesn't accept or deny but is happy about

kankan brings up that at hasu 2nd chiba hiichan asked if she'd like her to call her "kanna" and hiichan's like "i heard you might want to be called kanna" and konachi's like "who did you hear that from"

kanna-chan says girls who support her often call her "kanna-chan" so she feels like that name is exclusive to girls w

hiichan describes ginko as a yamato nadeshiko from kanazawa who loves tradition and she hopes she makes one hundred friends

she explains ginko mostly has friends of her grandparents' age and so it would be nice for her to make friends of her own for the first time at hasunosora. hiichan added her own personal wish for ginko to her description

rinchan says she loves ginko's interactions with kaho and konachi talks about how the sukisuki club all got interested in that last sentence of ginko's profile when it was released, "she struggles being honest with kaho"

hiichan says she thinks she and ginko are similar in how they think. theyre both only children so often do things by themselves. she really sympathised with one of ginko's lines about spending holidays alone

hiichan describes herself as someone who wants to do things properly. her hobby is doing relaxing things and her special skill is not getting lost

she says that things often go well, so people see her as 80% reliable, but the other 20% she is very nervous, like the MCs at lives, but the others are surprised and tell her they didn't even notice

kankan and konachi laugh at hiichan saying she doesn't get lost with zero hesitation. hiichan says that her classmates, especially rin, but fuuchan as well (kankan and konachi say she seems the type lol) get lost a lot, such as the first time they were at the studio, they were trying to get back to a room and they walked in opposite directions

rinchan's like "you have a good memory, hina" and konachi's like "maybe yours is just bad"

kankan tries to defend(?) rinrin by saying its not like shes stupid she just has a memory that forgets where she's going after three steps. she's probably missing something in her head (somehow not helpful)

kankan asks about the "idol appreciation" on hiichan's profile. hiichan says when she was in her first year of high school she had a came across a female idol group by chance and fell in love with one of the members at first sight and has been going to lives and supporting them ever since

rinchan says hiichan is always saying how cute she is and showing her pictures of her w

hiichan says her bangs obsession probably came from her love of idols. ever since she was a kid she'd watch idol mvs and copy them, and high school was when she started going see them and getting into oshikatsu. she took night buses from ishikawa to tokyo so she could buy goods and line up to meet them early in the morning

konachi switches topic to talk about how early hiichan wakes up/goes to sleep, as in her goodnight tweets are at like 10pm. konachi can't believe someone sleeps that early

hiichan says she doesn't understand how twitter works lmao. so she'll tweet goodnight and then stay up. she didn't know people would see her 2am retweets. on days she has work in the morning she'll wake up and post her good morning tweet within ten minutes, but on days off she'll set an alarm to wake her up to post and once she's done it she'll go back to sleep lol

hiichan says she sees tweeting good morning as an achievement and konachi tells her she should since she would never wake up just to tweet lmao

konachi compliments hiichan for tweeting useful information about the stamp rally and mirapa all wish hiichan could give them a tour around kanazawa on sehasu

rinchan's personal question for hiichan: what's your favourite thing about mirakura park!

hiichan says she loves how cute they are and their unique voices!

she says all the units have their own colour, but for mirapa-san, even when they're singing together you can pick out each of their (kankan, rinrin, konakona) voices. they don't interfere with each other but they are all part of one "mirapa"

mirapa thank her and say its the same for ceribou. hiichan's voice is like between kaho and kozue's, and its so clear

konachi says hiichan's voice is like a watercolour (suisai) while mirapa's are oil based (yusei) (kankan: we're yusei sekai)

kankan has two questions she wants to ask but konachi tells her to ask if hiichan has any kanazawa facts people don't know

hiichan says telephone poles around higashichaya and kenrokuen are buried underground so as to avoid disturbing the scenery which they find really cool

rinchan says hina told her about the small sprinklers ishikawa has in the road for melting snow to allow for vehicles since hokuriku is very snowy

hiichan says in high school she would hang out in kouribou, downtown from kanazawa station, where ruri-chan and megu-chan were in a card [petite pâtissière]. she'd go shopping or go to starbucks there like megu-chan. its a popular place for high school girls

kankan also asks hiichan her favourite hasu song and she answers reflection in the mirror!

obviously people know now that its an important song to ginko, but hiichan herself had listened to it a lot before it had been decided she had been cast as ginko. as reflection in the mirror is a song about encouraging someone when you're with them, she imagined it as ginko-chan encouraging her and pulling her along by the hand, so she was so happy when she found out its an important song to ginko as well (kankan: its like fate...)

mirapa compliment 104 reflection in the mirror and say they couldnt dance to it like ceribou did

konachi's personal question is who her oshi is besides ginko lol

hiichan says not including the senpai, it would be hime-chan! but she has two senpai in ceribou and she loves them both

of course she loves kosuzu and ginko, but she loves hime's uniqueness and her way of speaking, and her in game system voices are so cute she has to bite the inside of her cheek so she won't smile while listening to her

rinchan says hiichan is someone who laughs a lot, before referencing the afureco they did earlier. something about how much ruri changes her speaking mannerisms but this time her word choices were especially odd and "tokyo". kankan says she's been weird ever since she became a senpai. so rinchan said at that session hina was laughing a lot and konachi says she didnt know there were people who laughed that much while recording

konachi says the others have a really high tolerance but there are times she and kankan laugh a lot too. at the moment theyre obsessed with making jokes about petite pâtissière ruri's "hoi cake!" line and they literally open the game to listen to it

kankan has to explain it means like "here, have some cake!" but since its a skill activation line it has to be quite short so she said it really fast and it turned out funny. its what they say in the mornings instead of good morning lmao

hiichan says she loves the way the three of their voices blend together in aoku haruka. she was worried as to whether she could blend in with them at first but once she heard it she thought she managed it

mirapa say aoku haruka feels like the beginning of summer, like a school playing field, like youth. kankan says it feels like cerise bouquet with a new wind. konachi says ginko's colour really suits cerise bouquet

they introduce themselves as kankan rinrin and konakona right from the beginning but you can feel konachi's regret right after she said it lmao

afterwards they reveal that was their Second take. konachi messed up even earlier in that one

its been one month since 104 were announced! rinchan says their lives have changed. for example, hina has an alarm in the mornings now

rinchan says she's become more conscious but the others say she was from the start, shes such a pro. even yumi-sensei calls her a pro (rinchan told her not to but she kept doing it)

hiichan shouts SUGGESTION BOX over kankan and konachi and they scold her for it

hiichan starts reading a letter and says she thinks she should read it with energy like mirapa. the others laugh when she reads sentences with exclamation marks

they all say how cute ginko is in her kimono and hiichan says she wants ginko to know how cute she is

kankan says she wears kimono fairly often while rinchan says she hasn't besides her coming of age day. hiichan says her mom dressed her in her yukata for coming of age

kankan says hasu has a lot of cast with traditional japanese backgrounds [kankan does tea ceremonies, konachi does japanese dance, uisama does flower arranging]

hiichan enjoys going to teahouses as well. she likes black coffee, and says she gets anxious if she doesn't have one in her bag. its like flipping a switch before work lol

hiichan says japanese dance is cool. konachi asks if she's done it before and she says she's done a lot of dance but not japanese. she's going to dance lessons to learn how to dance like ginko

when hiichan was in elementary school, she did hiphop kids dancing. she did that the longest, but then she also did a bit of jazz, show dance, and ballet in middle school. but of course uisama is the one who properly did ballet

hiichan says both hime and rinchan are mirapa otaku, and what made her realise this was during rehearsals for hasu 2nd, the 104 cast were observing their senpai to study from them. konachi/megu-chan waved or something, and they each thought she was waving at them. but later rinchan showed hiichan a message from konachi in the mirapa discord confirming it was meant for rinchan. a few days later hiichan was talking about it with kanchan who said rinchan had responded to konachi's message extremely happy and thanking her for the fansa (konachi: it was like seven lines of messages)

kankan reads out rinchan's message and its like "thank you so much for the fansa!!! was it really for me!?!?!? you're absolutely the best. you're the best oshi in the whole world. i love you. please take good care of yourself and make it to the end of the tour well" with lots of crying and laughing emojis lol

hiichan said kankan was like "im really glad she's getting into the role of tsumayouji-chan" and hiichan was like "i dont think she is." kankan is like "i thought she was just taking it really seriously!!"

rinchan says that as 104 she loves her senpai, but itd be annoying if she brought it up too much. even when theyre together she doesn't tell them when they're being cute, so she let it all out at that moment

they talk about how loud fuuchan is lol. konachi says she's surprised she hasn't hurt her throat from shouting, and that she thinks she's probably even louder than kanchan. kanchan's voice carries but fuuchan's voice is just loud. (kankan: its like her voice comes from her stomach). hiichan says its surprising how energetic and loud she is early in the morning

when hiichan first went to the studio for afureco it was the six senpai plus herself in the booth. she was really nervous and hadn't really spoken to the senpai much yet, but it was fun recording the back and forths with kaho-senpai. kankan adds that ginko's exchanges with kaho are similar to the ones kaho had with sayaka way back at the beginning

a letter calls hiichan "hinahina" and hiichan confusedly whispering "hinahina...?" really reminded me of ginko

104 dream believers/on your mark/eien no euphoria were the first things 104 recorded, and although she didn't really know what kind of character she was yet, hiichan sang it with the image of ginko being "slender" in mind. rinchan says there was a sense of nerves about singing parts that their senpai had sung

kankan and konachi compliment the first years on all being such good singers, and konachi says the gap between fuuchan and kachimachi is amazing

hiichan recommends kenrokuen if you're going to kanazawa. its the garden of kanazawa castle, with lush plants and ponds, and you can really feel nature no matter the season and no matter how many times you go. kankan wants to visit in winter and konachi wants to visit in autumn

hiichan recommends you try the seafood in kanazawa! konachi also recommends the soft serve ice cream. kankan says she wants to go to kanazawa as nine

they get letters about ginko's kanazawa-ben, and hiichan says while working she speaks in standard japanese, but she thinks ginko-chan using kanazawa-ben is really cute. when she's with the hasu cast if she looks at their faces she'll slip into kanazawa-ben. she thinks she slips into it naturally when talking to the other first years

hiichan also teaches the others some kanazawa-ben. kankan says i love you and then rinchan tries to end the mail corner without doing it herself so kankan gets mad at her and konachi threatens to clip the sound again and send it to the nine member group chat lol

somehow konachi and rinchan turn it on kankan by doing theirs confidently and calling her cute for being so embarrassed so they get her to do it Again without the embarrassment

they play rinchan's oshi song, (104) on your mark, and she says once she heard the complete version she felt she had properly joined. hiichan sings the opening lines, which used to be sayaka-senpai's part which she loves, so she was especially enthusiastic. after they recorded on your mark they had worked so hard they were exhausted and "had the face of a warrior"

point of interest in the seiran no koi nagashi cards: hime's dream believers and dododo nesos. kankan likes the shoes. hiichan points out these outfits are modifications of kunpuu no shirabe from last year. konachi says tired kaho in ginko's card is really cute. kachimachi's twin tails are cute. sayaka's cooking ponytail. kachimachi's ribbons like sayaka's. the same apron in a different colour. rinchan calls kosuzu sayaka's daughter. konachi says dollche's family feel is great

hiichan wants to play shiritori at the mirapa radio public recording. she's good at drawing chicks but she's still practising drawing people. fuuchan is good at drawing so she might ask to teach her

they once again introduce themselves as kankan rinrin and konakona :3

its fuuchan's first time speaking to so many people on a radio, so kankan tells her she should ask rinrin for advice since shes a pro and rinrin's like "fuuchan will be ok!" since fuuchan is a leader who pulls everyone forward (according to the mbti quiz she's an enfp)

they read letters reminding "fuufuu" to use casual language and rinchan says it was fuuchan who started using casual language after they met first and fuuchan says she wanted them to be friends

mirapa ask if fuuchan's ready for the dododo q&a so she says she's been practising and theyre all like as expected of a leader!

fuuchan describes kosuzu as "a super genki but self deprecating full speed challenge girl." she expands by saying although she deprecates herself, she puts a positive spin on it, and its something she really respects about her. mirapa all compliment kosuzu's ability to pick herself back up and try again

rinchan says she was wondering how kosuzu's self deprecation would coexist with her brightness and says fuuchan has made her really charming

konachi says she likes kosuzu in dollchestra. of course everyone loves the two person dollchestra, but with her addition theyve become something new. "they're like parents with a child"

they all say she's really cute and want to look after/protect her. konachi especially likes how she calls herself kachimachi. kankan's first impression of her was she's taller than ruri w she had heard that a short girl would be joining so she was kind of excited but then she was still taller than ruri lol

fuuchan says lots of people have said they want to support kosuzu, so she'd like everyone to watch her closely as she undergoes new challenges and grows in the story

fuuchan says she's similar to kosuzu in how they hate to lose. and how she also says things like "this time was no good, but the next one..." and self deprecates, like she doesn't feel she's good at things. rinchan is aghast at this, saying fuuchan can do most things and she often feels she has to be next to her so she can absorb it. konachi says fuuchan has a lot of potential

fuuchan describes herself as "personality: indecisive, hobby: checking out new ramune, special skill: singing and long distance running"

konachi tells a story about the time she was going home with fuuchan (kanchan was also there) and fuuchan had a dentist appointment, which she wouldn't make in time unless she got a train that left five minutes later. konachi wondered why she'd book an appointment she couldn't make but. well, she hadn't seen someone run like that in a while (kankan adds it was a hot day as well). fuuchan says she ran all the way to the station and made it in time 👍

"i dont want to stop until i achieve my goal" konachi: is that what you call your dentist

they all compliment fuuchan on her singing. konachi really loves her long note near the end of sparkly spot, especially since its combined with the difficult dollche choreography

kankan says she wants to hear fuuchan's regular singing voice. she's heard 102 and 103's in voice training but she wants to hear 104's too (konachi suggests karaoke). fuuchan says kosuzu's voice is high but her own is lower

fuuchan only carries one type of ramune with her but she does have four other non ramune snacks in her bag. rinchan says one time she was super tired and fell asleep at her desk and when she woke up she had ramune in her hands. they talk about how fuuchan buys 1kg bags of ramune and gives some to kocchan ("i gave her some yesterday too") and kankan says she's like a mom before amending to like a leader

rinchan's personal question for fuuchan: the biggest challenge since she joined hasunosora?

fuuchan says growing her hair out and dancing

when they first met, her hair was barely down to her shoulders so mirapa congratulate her on growing her hair out so fast. fuuchan says she's worried about her first summer with hair this long

as for dance, she didnt really do much in school so this is her first time. her body is stiff but she's slowly been getting more flexible and she can touch the floor now

kankan's personal question: her favourite hasunosora song?

its tsubasa la liberté! on hasu 2nd day 1 the first years were watching the stream while waiting and when they saw tsubasa la liberté fuuchan had to hold back from crying. and when she was in the audience seats during rehearsals she cried for real. she really loves the outfits. she likes rain related songs so she loves tragic drops as well

kankan asks for her favourite songs from each unit. for ceribou its holiholi, mirapa identity, dollche (besides tragic drops) knot

konachi says she wants knot to be performed hundreds of times thats how much she loves it. she says nassu and kocchan have discussed it a lot so no matter how many times she sees it is always the best

konachi's personal question: hasunosora oshi?

fuuchan says yuugiri tsuzuri-senpai!

kankan says fuuchan's love of tsuzuri is well known within hasu. fuuchan loves her looks, and when she read the story she loved her vocabulary and way of speaking and her cute exchanges with sayaka-senpai, but when she performs shes so cool! that gap makes her her oshi!

they all talk about how good ladybug and its lyric video are. and how its dollchestra, but a new dollchestra, with a kosuzu like feeling

fuuchan recorded ladybug along with eien no euphoria, where she had to think how kosuzu would be in a group song instead of a unit song. it was difficult as in dollche songs she tries to sing with a cool feeling. but in the sense of kosuzu wanting to work hard to Sound cool

a letter asks fuuchan what she'd like to challenge herself with and she answers english and musical instruments. she loves going to theme parks so she wants to learn english so she can read what's on the signs and learn the lore. as for instruments she started learning drums and piano but she didnt get too into them

kankan's been interested in english recently. a friend of hers is kind of dumb (konachi: are you talking about yourself?) and has absolutely no sense of direction (konachi: kurusu rin?) but she works at a big company and speaks english since a lot of people there are from overseas and kankan thinks its super cool and wants to have a gap like that w

also (kankan apologises for talking about herself so much) she said in an earlier episode she has a grade 3 (approx A1) eiken english qualification but she realised she didnt do an interview so maybe its a grade 4 (only grades 3 and above do the interview) so she went home and asked her mom who told her she actually has a grade 5 (like elementary school level)...

actually, hayama has a grade 3... she did the nisshou business exam though which doesn't have an interview section. kankan says "then maybe i have a grade 3 too..." and fuuchan goes "you?" (they say she sounded like uisama lol)

kankan asks if there's anything the others want to challenge themselves with and rinrin says konachi seems like she could do anything and konachi says its not true if she can't do something she'll just give up lmao

she went to a guitar lesson once and quit after learning do re mi bc she didnt want to learn music theory she just wanted to learn how to play songs lol so she'd just look up the tab sheets online, mess up, quit, and repeat until around third year middle school to second year high school when she could play while reading the tab

they decide that if they were in a band konachi would be on guitar, rinrin on bass, fuuchan on vocals, so kankan on drums

kankan says she wants to perform with a live band and konachi adds liella had an acoustic live and kankan brings up aqours-san's orchestra lives too

they introduce themselves as kankan rinrin konakona with minimal hesitation on konachi's part :3

as its almost time to change into summer uniforms, they talk about their uniform memories. konachi and fuuchan had blazer uniforms. kankan had a blazer in high school but her elementary school uniform was a sailor fuku that looked like hasunosora's summer uniform. rinchan really likes coloured uniforms as her uniforms were all navy blazers

rinchan's school allowed both neckties and ribbons. konachi bought a necktie because she likes them and wore it even though it wasn't allowed. fuuchan allowed both technically but if there was a formal event they had to wear a necktie

rinchan says she loved the overture of the april fes×live

kankan says it was really emotional for the nine of them to perform at the same venue one year after the first four members did, personally and as ruri-chan as it was her first time along with the first years. konachi says it might be a tradition to perform there

fuuchan is grateful the tempo of sparkly spot slowed down lol. when she heard the 103 version it was so cool but also difficult and she didn't know how she'd do it. so it gives her a warm feeling that it seems the senpai arranged the songs to help them fit in

of course 103 identity probably had many changes itself, but rinchan and hime have only seen the 103 version so they have a really strong image of that version. so she hopes the 104 version can bring out a different charm and show the new mirakura park with the addition of hime's colours

they all say the choreography of 104 reflection in the mirror is really cool and fuuchan says they were all trying to copy it but its too hard

they also compliment dollche's ladybug outfits and then rinchan says kosuzu's bangs are cute and her eyebrows are cute when she's sad or angry

konachi says kachimachi's voice feels like you can't leave her behind and rinchan says you can really feel her effort in the song

fuuchan says before they recorded ladybug she studied her senpai's voices and realised theyre similar but different, and she was able to sing in a kosuzu like way

kankan says in a good way dollche has become even hotter

they get letters telling them about fukui's famous echizen crab which theyre jealous of

none of them have been to fukui, except fuuchan, but she didnt go to tsuruga, she went to shibumasa with her family (she didn't even eat crab)

kosuzu has a gao pose and loves big dinosaurs, and fuuchan says maybe she likes big animals because she's small. fuuchan wants to visit the dinosaur museum!

they get a letter about speaking in kansai-ben as fuuchan is from osaka and konachi reads it out like a yankii

kankan protests at this since they already did kanazawa-ben recently but konachi's like "this is a seiyuu radio." kankan's like "are you dumb" and konachi goes "that's meannn :(" so she apologises

kankan asks fuuchan for good points about osaka and konachi shouts over her to say the food is so good!!!!!! they just start shouting good osaka food (takoyaki, konamon, okonomiy- oh thats kyoto)

they all want to go to osaka and kankan wants to do the glico pose in front of glico (but konachi says no??)

fuuchan's osaka oshi point is everyone is cheerful which also makes you cheerful

konachi asks if fuu is so loud because shes from kansai and she says actually her mom listened to the last episode and told her she was loud. rinchan says kanchan is loud too and konachi says she's from "oo"ita ("oo"ita and "o"saka)

staff says since kansaijin are cheerful itd be perfect for mirapa to have an event in osaka and rinchan says she wants to go to universal studios there and kankan says she's never been

fuuchan speaks kansai-ben with 104

they get prompted to speak in kansai-ben again which konachi pushes onto kankan and fuuchan and fuuchan says she'll do it if kanchan does

fuuchan says she listened to what hiichan said in kanazawa-ben but doesn't think she'd use kansai-ben when confessing so she makes it thicker

she says "i like you" in kansai-ben while looking at rinchan so konachi says "you like her?" the other three also say it but kankan laughs during it and konachi's like "people like it when shes embarrassed. theyre gonna write 'kan kanna-san is so cute when she's embarrassed'"

rinchan says it was fun to do the "gaya" parts in eien no euphoria (the "yeah!" "lets go!" etc parts)

kankan likes the new line distribution and konachi says its like theyre passing them down. kankan says eien no euphoria always felt more of a school year song rather than a unit song and its only gotten stronger now

fuuchan really likes the 104 parts as it feels like theyve joined and are going to do their best

rinchan points out that you can see the hand of whoever took the photo of megu-chan's 365 days card and she really likes that

rinchan goes to food sample stores like the one tsuzuri is in in her 365 days card

konachi says its nice to see things other than their school idol activities

they also point out the 365 days outfits are difficult depending on unit like dream believers (dollche has long sleeves, mirapa has puffed sleeves, ceribou has frilled sleeves)

they all say how mature kaho looks in her BR and rinchan points out her bunny hair accessory. kankan says she wants all nine of their BRs

they get a letter saying they could get chowchows at the public recording if they had radio tshirts with designs from the dododo lyric video (such as a chowchow). plus hime-chan the mirapa otaku would definitely love a tshirt with a dododo motif!

kankan agrees with this, but the others (especially konachi) seem to want to design their own. kankan then asks if she can draw a chowchow on hers and konachi's like "hm... :/"

kankan really wants these chowchows lmao she says the others can draw rurihimemegu as well. or even the nine of them. since theyre good at drawing girls

konachi: what if we all draw our own girl? kankan: wait thats goo- uisama... (collective unsure noises)

fuuchan wants to play musical chairs at the public recording!!

mirapa say fuuchan has been a nice leader 👍

apparently fuuchan gives strange names to her toys. kankan wants her to tweet a photo of them

fuuchan: i have a seal plushie called ikameshi kankan: like isnt that weird? its a seal called squid (ika)? fuuchan: the ika doesnt mean squid! konachi: kanchan said that so confidently lol

fuuchan tries to explain where the name comes from but i dont get it and neither do mirapa so konachi goes ahead and ends the episode lol

[ask-yohio-loid]

is something bothering you, Hio? How about i show you a magic trick to make you feel better? — ask-rinthemagician

“Magic? Um..I don’t know if that’s allowed here at a wedding..? ;w;’?”

“By the way, I love your hair, it looks like the way I dyed mine when I was younger.”

@ask-rinthemagician

[askappends]

Hey Dark!! Can i hug you?? Ｏ(≧∇≦)Ｏ

[askkenaquestion-blog]

KEN: Don’t worry! I manage to save some for you guys before they’re all gone! 😅💦

@ask-rinchan-now

@ask-chibi-len-rin-kagamine

@ask-lennie

[ask-rinchan-now]

‘‘I’m gonna win!!!’‘

@ask-yohio-loid

[gatarishipsvocaloids]

yknow I always kinda headcanoned Fukase as a nicknamer, like he keeps giving really stupid, silly, or occasionally insulting nicknames to people he knows (like "Second Banana" for Len, "Piko-Pikon" for Piko, "Galaxy Brain" for Galaco and "Birdy" for Oliver, etc.) but he never calls Rin by a nickname

And while they're dating I can see Rin getting jealous about this because heck why doesn't he give her a nickname?? So one day she asks him about it because like what the hell man why won't you call me cute/dumb things

And he just tells her that he never gave her a nickname because he could never come up with a cuter name than Rin

And then she's just like "hnnnnngh BAKA THAT'S REALLY SWEET WHY DIDN'T YOU JUST SAY THAT"

[askollieandco]

😊 (i hope you do it)

(W ow okay h sorry it looks nothing like your style)

[ask-rinchan-blog1]

@ask-a-miku Im not so good with names... maybe... rocky.

[heartshapedskittles]

my dinarrrr!!! actually no ask cancelled i couldnt find a funy rinchan gif

Good the only one I could think of was celibacy and I would’ve had to kill you

[ask-scrapped-mikuo]

Mikuo? Where are you, are you doing alright?

wait..quiet… Miku was talking to me….

[askshionkaito]

Even with this weird anon magic I still don’t know exactly what I’m doin’, fashion-wise, don’t... I mean, thanks, but... Hell if I know...

(M!A: 8/10) (M!A: 9/10) [@ask-rinchan] [@shirousagikaito]

[askbrolen]

HEY HEY HEY LEN KUN! Wanna play video games together sometime?

“I don’t mind!!”

[askkagaminerin]

M!A Youre orange pants rinchan from when you were in your earliest stages for uhhhh 5 ask

I’m still in training but I’m gonna do my best, ok!!