Day 34: Breakfast

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[starting off in M13]The last part of the night was little more than a blur in Homura's mind. The men had rushed in, but not joined them, instead staying off to themselves. Before any of them had a chance to react, however, a voice sounded through the air, mocking some other person Homura had never heard of, and the patients themselves

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M13

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The morning announcement woke Shito from an altogether pleasant little nap, but he considered delaying a little while longer. Then he heard hurried rustling and moving about, and he opened one eye to look suspiciously over at his roommate.

Hn. Same guy as before, and not looking any worse for the wear. Fearsome experiments, indeed. "What are you doing?"

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In his rush, Homura hadn't even noticed the person in the bed across the room from him. He jerked when the strange voice broke the silence, just as setting aside the first notebook he'd looked through for the next.

"Oh. Are you..." Homura paused, unsure of what to call this new person, or even of what to say. There were two beds in the room, along with two of everything else. It made sense that there should be two victims, he supposed. Still, that likely meant that this person knew him from before, and would expected to be known as well.

So he sighed, opening the second notebook and staring down at it as he replied. "I'm trying to find something. This is my desk, isn't it?" It would make sense for it to be. Yet Homura didn't ask out of malice, but honest curiosity. He didn't want to make a bad first impression...as the case may be.

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... oooookay, that was unexpected. Homura was behaving quite differently than usual, and apparently didn't know which desk was his. Even though it was pretty obvious. Had they given him a lobotomy or something? Was Shito going to be stuck with a moron for a roomie? "... Yeah, that one's yours. Stay out of mine."

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"I had planned to." Unless somehow this other person's held information about Rinrei, but Homura doubted it. Still, it was hard to say what he would do five hundred years in the future, especially given everything that had changed. But what point would there be in hiding something in the other desk...unless Homura trusted that person very much?

Glancing over at his roommate again, the demi-god didn't think that was the case.

He almost missed the first page in the notebook with writing on it, but the folded sheet of paper tucked beside it made him pause. One had "Okita" written on it, on what Homura thought looked like his own hand. The other also mentioned Okita, along with Kenren and Hijikata. He knew the names, or at least had heard them mentioned.

And apparently he had known them before too. Homura only needed to read the first few sentences of his own words before he stared at the page in shock. "I'm their leader?" The leader not only of those strangers, but a man like Kenren Taisho? Was that even possible? Unaware

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Oh yeah. Definitely a moron now. That didn't bode well for Shito's already disappointing dealings with the History Club. But honestly, the Arts & Crafts Club didn't appeal much, either.

Sighing and feeling tired all of a sudden, despite his lengthy nap, Shito sat up fully and ran a hand through his hair. "Yeah. Seems like a pretty decent-sized group, your club. I'm a member too." More or less. He hadn't gone on any missions yet, but that was mostly not his fault.

It was really too early for this nonsense. Shito got out of bed, though, knowing he'd never be able to get back to sleep with Homura muttering to himself and shuffling papers. And possibly making a mess. Shito twitched, just a little bit, at the thought of papers ending up strewn all over the room.

At least his right hand was reattached and working normally, just like it had been yesterday morning. That was going to be weird to get used to.

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Oh. The rest of the page was largely things that didn't make any sense, but between his roommate's words and his own, Homura had realized he'd apparently been busy during his stay. Or he'd been there a long time. Either way, it was by and large beyond his understanding at this point, conclusions without the basics to supplement them

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This was only the very begining of Shito's third day in this place, and he'd yet to so much as fight a monster or explore much of the building--he didn't feel like he was in much of a position to explain things to newbies, or to someone whose memories were apparently gone. Hopefully Homura wouldn't ask anything more than basic stuff, because Shito hated admitting he didn't have the answers.

Two leaders now, huh? That didn't sound like a great idea to Shito--leadership by committee, and an even number so there wasn't even a tie-breaking vote, but he'd give it another night to see how things went. And it wasn't like he knew Homura any better than he knew "Hijikata" (he really needed to find out if the name was a coincidence or not) or "Kenren."

Shrugging off his concerns, Shito answered the one thing Homura did ask. "Tachibana Shito. The nurses and doctors call me Xu Bao."

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Homura actually had only asked Shito his name for curteousy's sake; any other answers he'd seek from Kenren, or in a worse case, one of the people he had listed as those he trusted. Even if Shito was in his future self's group, he didn't seem at all pleased that morning. Of course there was probably a good reason, a very good one given Homura's experience. But too much would likely hurt their relationship, and that was something the demi-god didn't want

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