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[magmaqueen]

Oh, son. I need to talk to you... And most of your friends. I've heard some things that I want to talk to you about. Don't worry, you're not in trouble.

...Yet.

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[remarkablerain]

... so you're Geo's mom, huh?

[magmaqueen]

I am!

You are.... Suguru?

[remarkablerain]

Uh... Yeah, "Samasu, Suguru", ma'am.

[magmaqueen]

If Suguru's good enough for Geo, it's good enough for me.

Don't call me ma'm either. It makes me feel old.

[remarkablerain]

Well, yeah, I'd figure. I just wanna, you know. Give the whole name.

Will do.

[magmaqueen]

Nina or if you're feeling lucky... Ms. Briar.

So, you're the one my son writes about the most... Besides the mysterious girl. Would you happen to know who she might be?

[remarkablerain]

Right.

... Uh... No, no, of course not. Mysterious girl? Don't know anyone like that. ... He writes about me the most other than this... Mysterious girl, though?

[magmaqueen]

Yeah. Doesn't seem to have anything else to talk about really. It's 'I did stuff with Onni or Allen or Suguru.' And then it's 'I have to wonder if it's worth it' or 'Does this mean she likes me mom?'

He's so sweet when he's being thick as a rock.

[remarkablerain]

... Yeah, sweet. I can at least agree with the thickness.

[magmaqueen]

Well, you probably see it much differently than I do.

Think you and the others could volunteer at my shop for a weekend or so? Free food and I'm not too labor intensive. ...At least not on you and the others. Geo is another matter.

[remarkablerain]

... Sure, why not. I don't got anything in mind for the weekend, anyhow.

[magmaqueen]

Good! With that sort of help, I'll be moved in quite nicely.

Thank you, Suguru.