Stuff in Broccoli Arc I’m need animated and VA’ed rn
Spoilers, obviously
Mob going from having a little extra self confidence to the most cursed 100% ever (like wtf ONE why are you like this literally nothing is held sacred for you damn not even Mob himself!!)
Tsubomi Insight Alert!!!! Wow! For the first time ever we finally get to learn more about her. Spoilers she’s awesome!
For the first time in years Mob finally talks to Tsubomi and its super casual???! Like our boy low key can actually be super smooth (rarely but its nice)!
“Maybe I have... started to become popular...”
Finally we get scenes that make it more believable that Mob and Ritsu are related: Mob being a bit of a shitty teenager like the 14 year old he is. Very Ritsu-like ./j
“Why don’t you stop doing bad things”
The fact that Mob did mess up a bit in this arc was fantastic and shows again that Mob isn’t perfect or empathetic 100% of the time (*da dum tss*). He’s not a beacon of purity and that’s actually kind of a lesson he’s been struggling to learn himself. It really humanizes him and strengthens the moments where Mob does get it right. Plus it’s a good foil to Reigen during separation arc and possibly how Tsubomi shut down Mob’s attempts to impress her as kids.
“Every man has to become a cult leader once in his lifetime” - Reigen Arataka, 2016
It will be cool to see Mob and Teru hangout ok actually this is the only part where I understand terumob shippers. Why did Teru tell Mob he is really handsome, I can’t think of a non-gay answer.
The. Shirt.
Just want to emphasize again, The. Shirt.
God just imagine seeing it in color! It’s gotta be even more mortifying than it was in the manga, hope it is.
Mob is sooooo cringe in this arc. So much so I’d argue it pushes Mob a little into trash son territory. I love it. Cursed Mob is best Mob
I Can’t Believe Y’all Haven’t Figured Out It Was Dimple Yet™
Teru fight
Reigen and Ritsu being in scenes together is always a delight
When its become apparent everyone, even Reigen is brainwashed
Just seeing the broccoli animated again, I love how wacky this arc is!
Mob progressively getting more and more pissed
Hearing the debate between Mob and Dimple and seeing it motion will be neat!! From a certain point of view, both Mob and Dimple have flaws in their arguments as well as truths. If you can ignore what Dimple is doing.
Teru fight again (bye bye Teruuuu)
Mob T.T why is he T.T (ok actually I’ve read this arc a million times but I still don’t 100% completely get why Mob was crying)
“That girl is strong...She doesn’t need you Shigeo”
Seeing Mob bitch-slap Dimple like that (although if you think about it too hard its kind of hard to see Mob, typically a gentle pacifist, slap his ghost friend... it is extremely justified but it’s a bit unsettling).
Please for the love of all that’s good please please please animate tch, shut up and eat. Please!!!
I used to be super into shonen so I love fight scenes and I think there will be some really cool and creepy moments
That moment when the fight between Mob and Dimple is super tense and it seems like Mob is going to erase Dimple for good and then-
“That shirt is so lame!” -> 100%
In all honestly I found *that* punchline the funniest thing in the entire series. I remember laughing so hard at 3 am reading it for the first time that I woke my roommate up. The build up and release of that joke felt like a gut punch to reader in the best way possible. Like a splash of cold water when you least expect it. ONE is a master at comedic timing!
Recent flashbacks of Mob once again failing to pick up on social cues and subtle implications during conversations. #autism #reletable
Watch dumbfoundedly as this cursed arc becomes a very wholesome one bc ofc it would, it’s Mob Psycho after all. Yet it always takes me by surprise.
Once again Mob is back to being wholesome, it’s been a bit since we last saw Mob be wholesome. Welcome back
Trust was such a brilliant subversion and was somehow very unexpected yet makes so much sense
How this conflict of ideals melts away into a heart to heart
Mob being his empathetic and pacifistic self. Welcome back
That phenomenal apology from Mob. Dimple’s really right, he’s gonna be a man. And somehow this ridiculous and dramatic arc circles back to a slice of life core. Dimple just wanted friendship.
Dimple being best girl a tsundere
How Mob being the obtuse mf he is asking Dimple if its really ok that he is letting go of his dreams. Then tells Dimple to stay away from his house while in God!Dimple form (honestly Mob can be just as brutally harsh as Tsubomi. Neither of them intend to do harm, its just interesting the similarities they share that’s some good fucking writing)
The drop that this arc aint over and shit has hit the fan
The fight Dimple has vs the divine tree to protect Mob is going to hurt so much worse (and be much creepier) animated, isn’t it.
Dimple was a friend *sobs*
Dimple made you cry. Admit it. That old green fart made you tear up a lil didn’t it.
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Atelo Ch.2
Pairing: minor serirei and terumob (no romance between any adult and kid, not even onesided)
Rated: PG-13
Warnings: spoilers for manga/anime end + Reigen sequel
Chapter: 02/? (previous chapter)
Word Count: 4k
Link to AO3
Summary:
They wake up one morning to find Reigen gone.It’s hard to find a man whose past and history they never knew. They search for him, only to wonder if they should be bringing him back at all.
Roshuto glanced down at the yellowing tomes of what seemed like accounting books and resisted the urge to groan.
When his former disciple had brought in that girl, he’d happily assumed his sworn rival had finally screwed up and she was changing sides for someone who was clearly superior.
Well, his remarkable intellect had certainly hit the mark, partially . After all, what reason other than screwing up was there for the psychic Reigen Arataka to run off so quickly? Too suspicious.
However, the girl had not come to beg for employment, although at least she’d come seeking enlightenment; she’d arrived bearing books from Reigen Arataka’s office to request an explanation for them. Roshuto agreed he could spare a moment of his time to glance at them—perhaps even pick up a psychic signal of his rival’s whereabouts—and was annoyed when he began to peruse and realized they were all just bookkeeping.
Nonetheless, since he did understand some of that, he ploughed on; maybe he’d uncover his rival had been siphoning money out of his business.
“Aha!” He cried out proudly, and allowed the girl the come closer so he could show her his findings. “Verily I see something is wrong here. Take a look at these numbers! He’s claiming these absurdly cheap values are his consultation prices? Clearly, he’s writing down lowered values to keep a large part of the profits—”
“Nah, those are his rates.”
“...Oh.” That was… worrying. He couldn’t imagine trying to live off those prices. His rival must be swimming in clients. Although the books said otherwise. “Let’s see… ah! I see he claims he had two appointments at the same time.”
“Yeah, and now he’s updated to three.”
Roshuto was beginning to sweat now. “And… and here he has a strikethrough on a price and wrote down… carrots next to it?”
“Yeah, sometimes they can't pay with money. The carrots were pretty tasty though.”
“I… I… here! He constantly removes some pocket change and calls it “Mob”. Perhaps he’s been paying an audience some money to react as he wishes?”
“No, Mob just means Mob-kun’s salary.”
“... That’s salary ?!” Even he paid people better. Although a “Seri” seemed to earn a near living wage. He assumed it was the other man that worked there.
“Tragic, I know. But at least from what you’re telling me it doesn’t seem like he was skimming us.”
“My dear girl, I’m wondering why he was even paying you at all, with these rates. Were they always this low?”
“I think so, yeah. Why?”
“Girl, it would take too long to go through the intricate and delicate process that is starting a new business who is as often defamed as the one of psychics. To cut it short: offices cost money to rent or buy, then to maintain. So does the advertising required to kickstart such a venture. Normally one would procure a loan and pay it using the money earned. However, your Master seems to keep his rates low enough to live of off, so long as you don’t have loans on top of the daily necessities to pay. Meaning either someone gave him money to start off, he had money put aside from something, or he’s receiving money from elsewhere.”
“And can we find that out by looking through the ledgers?”
“Perhaps. It depends on how truthful and detailed his accounting is… which, I must warn you, detailed it is not . From just this sample I’ve picked it’s clear he only knows the basics. Although, I suppose, that could mean he would be unable to use any complex techniques to hide issues…” He glanced at the books the girl had brought over; there were too many. “You said these should encompass five years’ worth of accounting? Any detailed analysis will take more time.”
“... How much would that be? This is way over what highschool math is teaching me.”
No doubt . Roshuto calculated the time it would take him to look over the books, considering his current appointments… far too much.
He glanced over the girl again; she looked tired, but not yet defeated.
…Certainly, she looked better the last time he saw her, which was when he forced Rusty onto her…
Roshuto cleared his throat. “I suppose I could… glance over these in my spare time. Consider it as extending an olive branch to my rival. As payment… I’ll take information on what became of him, when you find him.” If you find him.
After the girl left, beaming, he summoned his current helper.
“Cancel any new appointment that may come up.” He glanced at the books and rubbed his hands. After this, I won’t owe you anything, Reigen Arataka.
*
Tome went back to the office with a spring in her step. Granted, the psychic hadn’t given her any answers, but at least he’d promised to work on it, and for free! Reigen would have been proud, if he’d still been around.
That depressed her all over again. And then she recalled Roshuto’s comment and anger surged instead.
She didn’t know how he got the office! She didn’t know anything! That was the worst. Reigen was claiming he was helping his parents and she couldn’t even tell if that was true or a lie fabricated by whatever entity had to be possessing Reigen right now.
Serizawa and Mob might know more, but they were too busy being heartbroken to be any help for now.
Which reminded her; she needed to see if Mob’s brother had made any progress.
As she scrolled through her contacts, an idea came to her, though she’d need the boys to see it through.
*
“Hey Ritsu-kun, how’s Mob-kun holding up on your end?”
He sighed. “My house is still under a storm cloud, Tome-san.”
“Damn, that can’t be good for the flowers.”
It’s not good for anything . “Yes, my parents aren’t too thrilled.”
“What are they doing about it, then?”
“They, uh, told Shige to knock it off with the constant rain.”
“Oh, did that work?”
“….It might have made it worse for an hour. But I might be mistaken.”
“Huh. Is this the first time he’s been this upset? I mean, okay, so obviously his parental—”
“His what , Tome-san?”
“Uuuh, his mentor figure walking out on him isn’t a normal occurrence but surely other stuff has upset him before?”
“It’s rare but I’ve seen this rain phenomenon happen twice before, yes.”
“Well then, how did you guys get rid of it?”
“…He went running to Reigen-san.”
“Well, damn .”
*
Mob flinched when another thunderbolt flashed by his window. He hadn’t meant to make the rain worse, especially after his parents scolded him for it, yet somehow remembering their orders was wreaking more havoc.
Maybe he should leave and go sit in the park somewhere until the raincloud blew over. But first…
He called Master Reigen, who picked up immediately. A sure sign he had no clients currently, which made Mob feel marginally better. “Hey Mob, what’s up?”
“ Master, I don’t think I’ll be able to come over today, I’m so sorry.”
He glanced outside the window and flinched; his mom had scolded him for ruining the flowers… and he could see the flowerbed had become a small pool already.
“Ah? Well, I suppose once in a while I do have to use my own powers, but why can't you come?”
“I… I’m a little upset…” He turned his back to the rain pouring outside his window. “And it’s, uh, making my powers go out of control. It’s been raining non-stop.”
“You sure that isn’t just the weather, Mob?”
“There’s a rain cloud over my house, and my house only, Master.”
“ Ah… well…”
“Anyway, I don’t want to drench your office. It’s bad enough that my mom’s flowers are ruined. I’ll make it up to you tomorrow, okay?”
“Hm, but it’s raining outside the house, right?”
“Err, yes?”
“So my office isn’t getting drenched. Come on over. Unless you feel more comfortable at home, of course.”
“But won’t it be bad for business, having a rain cloud over the office? And the window was leaking last time it rained, so some water might get in—”
“It’s just water, Mob. We’ll deal with it if it does get in. Besides, you need to think about perspective here. A spirit consultation office with it’s personal eerie rain cloud? Ha! That gives it authenticity . Business will boom. And if it doesn’t, you can entertain me by explaining just why you’re upset.”
“I watched a movie called Hachiko—”
“Say no more. Come on over. I have a new brand of spiritually soothing tea we could try out if you want.”
The downpour turned into a drizzle.
*
“It’s fine, I’ve called the cavalry. What about on your end, Tome-san? How is Serizawa-san?”
“Still down in the dumps. I’ve come up with a plan to boost his self confidence and locate Master Reigen but it hasn’t born fruit yet.”
“Yeah? What is it?”
“I created a profile for him on a gay dating app, and added subtle messages to attract aliens!”
“ How would that even— ” The doorbell mercifully rang. “Sorry, let me get back to you later, help for my brother has arrived.”
Ritsu opened the door to a grim-faced Shou and Teru. He was about to offer a towel but noticed they’d used their powers to stay dry.
“It’s bad, huh?” Teru said as a greeting.
Shou looked down at the shoes by the door. “Are your parents around?”
“No, they left for drier ground.”
“‘Kay, we got this, lead the way.”
As Ritsu led them to his brother’s room, he felt relieved they’d finally arrived. While normally he’d try talking to Shige on his own as usual, it was complicated when the issue was the damned conman. Ritsu had had no love for him, and most people knew that, so considering the current issue, he feared he’d be too biased, or say something he’d regret, instead of helping Shige, so perhaps leaving it to Shou and Teru would be wiser.
He opened the door to Shige’s room but chose to not enter with them, instead staying next to the door so he could listen in.
“Hey, Kageyama-kun, we heard the news,” Teru was speaking. “And we’re here to help you out of this funk.”
Ritsu nodded to himself. Yup, he was wise to call on them. All would work out —
“Sometimes parents need some extended time alone away from us, but that’s normal.”
Wait, what? The wind outside picked up.
“I mean,” Teru kept going, “mine left, but they still write. Sometimes. Usually checks. It happens, it’s hard taking care of esper kids, they get tired sometimes.”
The wind was so strong it felt like someone was physically banging against the windows.
“Right!” Shou added. “My mom didn’t take me with her, but she still talks to me. Well, she’s an esper so it’s different, but — ”
I wanted calvary, I called two Horsemen of the Apocalypse instead.
“Are you two insane?! ” Before Ritsu realized it, he’d rushed inside the room.
Mob was hunched on a corner of his mattress, arms wrapping over his knees and head down. Teru and Shou looked at Ritsu like he was the crazy one.
“What’s with you, little brother? Kageyama-kun needs to learn that as an esper, things like this are bound to happen.”
“Right, most people at Claw turned orphans because of non-esper parents. Why do you think Mukai—”
“ Reigen Arataka wasn’t his parent! ”
He was met with twin withering looks.
“Ritsu, now is not the time for semantics—”
“It’s not semantics! Reigen Arataka wasn’t his parent, which is why this is all too suspicious !”
“…What?”
Ritsu was already beginning to regret it, he should not be the one to have to defend that damn man.
…But the wind outside stilled, as if in baited breath, and Mob’s head slightly lifted from the cradle of his arms.
Ritsu sighed. He was going to be mature about this, for his brother’s sake, and say it. He hoped wherever Reigen was, he was suffering enough to justify putting Ritsu in this position.
“You’re saying non-esper parents sometimes leave because they can’t handle esper kids, right? Well, my brother isn’t Reigen’s kid to begin with. If Shige’s powers bothered him, all he had to do was not involve himself with a kid that wasn’t in any way connected to him. Yet he stuck around, for years.” Granted, it was mainly because he needed his brother to bring in money…
Shige had no reaction other than to let his head fall again.
Ritsu hoped Reigen was being tortured right now.
“Look, I… was never a fan of him—”
“That’s an understatement,” Dimple made its presence known by mumbling next to Ritsu.
“He’s immature, dramatic, selfish , underpaid you and is a fraud. But… there’s proof he did care , more than just for profit.” Ritsu pictured Reigen being dragged over hot coals, it helped . “There was that time he entered Claw’s hideout to get you out. And then w hen… when you were run over before trying to confess , didn’t he go after you ? And that was after he had Serizawa-san working for him . Look, he’s not the best person out there, but even I have to admit he did more for you than someone who only wanted you for profit would .” Sometimes.
There was complete silence, and Ritsu felt his face slowly flushing at the stares.
“...Thank you, Ritsu, but that isn't it.”
Four pair of eyes stared at Mob, now emerging from his between his arms, incredulously.
“It’s… not? What are you drowning the plants for, then?” Dimple asked first.
“...He’s a good person. He’s done a lot for me when he didn’t need to. I know he cares, even if not as much as I thou — ” Mob stopped before taking in a breath and continuing. “I’m upset because he didn’t hesitate. He didn’t wait at all. Ritsu, was he so miserable this whole time that it was that easy to leave? He’s been helping me for years and I… didn’t notice at all.”
The rain started back up again. Ritsu found himself sweating slightly. He’d assumed his brother’s issues were much simpler than they apparently were.
He hadn't needed to make a speech praising the conman, damn it .
“Shige, he might just be having a mid-life crisis and is coming back soon,” he ran his mouth, hoping if he spoke enough, something convincing would come out. Oh god, he's been gone a day and I’m already acting like him . “And with the way he’s such a prideful exhibitionist there’s no way Reigen-san wouldn't want to boast about finally getting rich! It’s not like him! He’s the type that would stick around to show off and invite us over to watch his success, not cut ties! And! I find it hard to believe he was that miserable. He stuck around through that shameful media fiasco, why run off now that everything's back to normal? Not to mention, he has more people helping him at the office now as well.”
Mob finally sat up on the futon with a sigh.
“I wanted to think that but… his decision is pretty final, I think.”
“What makes you think that, Kageyama-kun?”
Wordlessly, Mob took a crumpled letter from inside his shirt. He took a check out of it and handed it to Ritsu.
Ritsu looked down at it and saw white .
“ Shit , look at that... that’s 6 digits !” Dimple screeched. “Since when did that guy have this much?!”
“Maybe the real reason Reigen-san skipped town is because he murdered someone and took their money?” Shou suggested.
“He sold his apartment,” Mob said, and waved a paper in his hands when they looked at him quizzically. “It says so in his letter.”
“He managed to sell that hole in the wall in two days ?!” Dimple asked, which Shige ignored. Ritsu noticed that while they’d been busy gaping at the check, he’d gotten hold of his phone.
It felt like everyone was drawing their breath in unison as they watched him call Reigen’s number.
It went straight to voicemail without ringing once. The usual sign of being blocked. Ritsu was beginning to sweat all over again, but his brother only frowned.
“We need to find him, let’s talk to Tome-san.” Mob said simply, not seeming at all dispirited any longer. He stood up and placed a hand on Ritsu’s shoulder. “Thank you, Ritsu. You mentioned the times he helped me, and that reminded me of something.” Mob paused, clearly thinking things through. “I think it was all so unexpected I just couldn’t think clearly about what I have to do.”
“What are you planning, Ritsu’s bro?”
“Master Reigen once said to me that he didn’t hate daily life at the office. And he also said,” Mob flinched, “...something I should have paid more attention to, if I hadn’t been so self absorbed at the time. But the point is, maybe he was lying that time. And maybe he couldn’t leave before because he had nothing else to do. But now that he can be rich somewhere else, he would rather leave.”
Mob paused yet again. However, in the last ten minutes Ritsu had heard him speak more than he had in days, and didn’t dare complain about how long it took him to get the words out. The other three people (well, two and a spirit) also seemed to know him well enough to not dare hurry him up.
“But this isn’t like the Master Reigen I know. I shouldn’t be in bed doing nothing; I want to make sure he isn’t running from something and keeping it from me. And... if that’s not it… if everything was a lie… I want to at least apologize. And give back the money.”
Apologize? Ritsu frowned. While he was glad Mob was now getting out of bed with a resolute expression, he wasn’t so sure about the apologizing part.
But he couldn't ask now. Dimple was taking all the attention by screeching about not giving back the money and they had Teru and Shou there. He’d wait for later.
*
Tome walked into the office and groaned when she saw Serizawa was still in fetal position.
“Are you going to stay like that forever?!”
“Leave me be, Tome-san. I ruined everything.”
Tome would have kicked him, but he looked more pitiful than a lost puppy. Instead she raised her hands up in surrender.
“Fine! Not even a thank you for the dating profile either. Ugh. You know what? I respect you for this, Serizawa-san. I legit respect you for being able to fall for absolute trash !”
She sauntered over to Reigen’s desk and occupied herself, pretending not to notice Serizawa finally moving.
“He’s not trash,” he said in a reprimanding tone. Tome let out a theatrical yawn.
“Really? You certainly think so.”
“ What? I do not! Where is this coming from?” Serizawa was so indignant he actually stood up, hands clenched tightly.
Tome arched one eyebrow and placed her head between her hands, hopefully perfectly imitating Reigen’s I-know-this-and-am-superior posture.
“You think Reigen-san is such a disgusting asshole that he skipped town without so much as a goodbye to everyone he knew… because you had a crush? I mean, it doesn’t even make sense because he gave you the deed to his precious office, despite the fact that, in your mind, running away from you . Still, if that’s why he left, he’s quite the trash, huh?”
Serizawa deflated, with an expression that Tome could only describe as hopeful confusion. “... When you put it that way… this isn’t like him. It’s just… I’ve been wrong about people before.”
“Yeah well, dunno what happened with your last boyfriend—”
“Ah, no, I was referring to my former bos—”
“Whatever. My point is, I’m here now. And Mob will be too, if he can get his head out of his ass, to pass judgement alongside you.”
“I see.” Serizawa looked relieved for a second, before walking to the desk and frowning. “But if I wasn’t at fault, why did he leave?”
Tome rolled her eyes. Twice. “ That , my dear Watson, is what I’ve been trying to figure out while you and Mob were being useless. Well,” She glanced at the message just arriving on her phone and smiled, rubbing her hands together. “Seems like whatever Ritsu did work, Mob is coming over. Let’s finally get to the bottom of this!”
*
Mob jogged towards Spirits and Such, pace erratic in his desire to arrive quickly and make up for lost time.
Dimple was babbling on about uses of money that did not involve giving it back, but Mob ignored it.
Even though he had pockets, he held Reigen’s letter firmly in his grasp.
“ Hey Mob,
It sounds disrespectful to address a letter to your nickname, but I think if I started this by addressing you as anything else, you might think it wasn’t me.
Anyway, if you haven’t been told yet: I’m going to be rich! Thanks to my old man, but still. I need to leave the office for it so I've taken care of my business and my apartment. The money you’re seeing is from the sale, by the way, not from anything suspicious (don’t let Dimple dictate how you use it).
You technically aren’t an employee of Spirits and Such anymore, and actually it’s not as if you ever signed a contract to begin with. However, money is the only thing I can give you, so that’s that, and I did owe you for years of underpaid work, with interest. I’m sorry I couldn’t give you anything else.
You’re fine without me, just take better care of yourself,
From your former Master”
Notes:
-“Hey Mob”: fun fact, the kanjis in Shigeo can be read as “Mobu”, so technically all Reigen would need to do was write Shigeo with the hiragana reading. This obviously doesn’t translate at all in english so I had to adapt the letter with that in mind.
-6 figure check: the money is in japanese currency, so while its still a large sum for a teen to receive, Reigen’s apartment did not sell for much.
-I am aware we do know what Reigen was doing before he got the office. The characters, however, do not.
-Trying to juggle between Ritsu's personality given his mindsets of "must protect brother" and "must look down on Reigen" was difficult. Hopefully I haven't made him out-of-character
-Feedback is appreciated, thank you for the kudos and comments so far!
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