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[fuelefficient]

[Japan is outside, sitting at one of the cosplay cafe tables, pounding away on his laptop. He's not exactly dead to the world because he doesn't really want anyone peeking over his shoulder. In the event someone does, he's typed it all up in Japanese so a glance would only reveal so much

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[scentofbauhinia]

[Begrudgingly, can read Japanese

peeking]

"Will the roar of the ocean cover up the cry of the seagulls?" [ffffft]

How poetic.

[fuelefficient]

[CLAMPING IT SHUT

WAS IT PORN?]

Wh-What was?

[scentofbauhinia]

Something about the ocean, yourself as a woman and BelXBel.

...Are you trying to write erotica or something?

[fuelefficient]

Of course not. I usually add art with that.

[scentofbauhinia]

[totally

not listening]

Your choice of characters are iffy. Yourself as a woman...

I would definitely not read that.

[fuelefficient]

...but that is my current wife.

[scentofbauhinia]

...Really? [wtf is with this story Japan...]

So you take your wife, who is also you, to the ocean. Where you stumble upon Belgium and Belarus...

I really don't get the appeal there. Two of you.

And how does Netherlands come into it? I saw that too. [oh deliberate misunderstandings]

[fuelefficient]

What do you mean by 'you'?

[scentofbauhinia]

[shrugs as he takes the opposite seat. He doesn't have school or work today and thus why not hang around here and bug not-so-big brother.] I dunno. You're the one being creepy and writing it.

Do you have any more of that? [pointing to the cake as he takes his iPhone out and starts fiddling with it]

[fuelefficient]

Of course, though there is a price.

[ignoring all the rest and handing over a menu]

[scentofbauhinia]

That's fine. [has no objections. he's not china or vietnam after all.

reading the menu]

Kasutera please.