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[depersonalise]

The rules and layout of the hotel are fairly simple to remember; I have internalised them but if I should be guilty of some social misconduct, please point it out and I will adjust my behaviour. I'm aware that the establishment provides housing (such a symbiotic relationship this gesture creates) but I haven't been allocated a room. Would anyone

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[senti_kun]

Renji. I feel complete. Welcome back.

If Sanada and Akaya don't work out for you stay at my apartment. We're out of town so it's quiet. Tezuka has the key. As to why he has the key and who makes up the we're of someone and I, I'll let your data collecting skills answer that. Hopefully you aren't too rusty. ;)

When I get back on Monday I have first call on time with you!

[depersonalise]

As do I. Thank you for your kind, albeit unecessary offer.

Again, I will refrain from prying. Most girls seem to get immense satisfaction from sharing about their successful boyfriends - I'll let you have the privilege on Monday when you tell me about my boss first hand.

I look forward to it, Seiichi.

[senti_kun]

I'm only a girl on the outside and only for the next week or so, let's not forget that. And anyhow, it seemed my current change hasn't stopped you one bit from puzzling it together on your own. I knew you would still have it in you. Gen spilled, didn't he?

I'm looking forward to it, Renji.

[depersonalise]

That pettiness is slightly emasculating, Seiichi. Let's not forget that, either.

Oh, Genichirou isn't to blame. I'll teach you how to encrypt your entries when you return so fans won't follow your online activities as I did.

This time, just us both. But let's go out together as a team, shall we?

[senti_kun]

Petty? Really, Renji?

I was sure my journal was set so that only my added friends could see my entries. Hacking or have my computer skills slipped without you around to help?

Sounds wonderful. Lunch then?

[depersonalise]

Alright, I've been thoughtless. Please accept my apologies for treading carelessly on a sensitive issue.

Hacking, perhaps. It is as natural as breathing.

Dairy-free lunch.

[senti_kun]

Of course. How dare you trample on my sensitive female feelings. ;)

All in the name of research, correct? I don't mind. It isn't anything I would have told you anyways.

You remembered, not that I'm shocked dear friend.

[depersonalise]

Forgive me. I have brought gifts of appeasement.

There is a lot more I would like to know, but that can wait.

How can I not, after the Noxious Night of 04?

[senti_kun]

I'll have to think about it...after I've seen the gifts of course.

I thought you were the man with all the answers, not questions. I'll humor you though, Renji. ;)

Oh God, don't remind me. I was so sure I was going to turn inside out I was so sick. Leave it to you and Gen to hold my hair...what a fearsome three we must have made then... Akaya would have never looke at us the same.

[depersonalise]

I only can offer the gift of love.

A man without an inquiring mind or an openness to gossip is a fool, Seiichi. Thank you.

Who knew a piece of cheese could be so lethal?

[senti_kun]

D'aww. You sap. I accept!

Inquiring mind, yes. Gossip...well as long as you take it with a grain of salt.

Last dare I ever take.

[depersonalise]

It would be blasphemy if I didn't.

Gossip is purely for entertainment. Although the snide remarks about your Secret Vagina did prove true in the end, didn't they?

Seiichi, I'm hosting a sleepover at my place when you all return from your respective trips. Truth or dare?

[senti_kun]

So I only have your love out of obligation? I'm sobbing, Renji.

Ha. Ha. This is temporary, and for a good cause.

Just Rikkai? And don't be and ass. Truth.

[depersonalise]

I have tissues.

A personal cause.

Yes, just Rikkai. I doubt Sadaharu would enjoy it much.

[senti_kun]

Always with the answers and always prepared.

Very much so. Would I do this to myself otherwise?

Oh I don't know about that.

[depersonalise]

Of course. We can't rely on Genichirou to constantly have tissues on his person.

I'm surprised, to tell you the truth. My childhood friend, one day making the sacrifices of motherhood. But I'm sure you've thought this true, carefully.

I am. He would derive much more satisfaction from skulking around the suite and spying on us without adhering to the social norms of a reunion party. It takes one to know one.