Digiport 03

[digitale_daten]

[Takeru appears on the plane, with a rather comfy chair. He's curled up on it, with some textbooks and workbooks and a little lap desk.]

Mmm... [He flips through one of the textbooks and rubs his forehead. He's kind of muttering to himself.]

Why is this language so difficult? It's insane...

[He closes the textbook and leans back in the chair

Comments

[mercwamouth]

You could just keep your books here and come here during tests. Boom, perfect grades, no studying.

[digitale_daten]

I could, but that would be cheating.

[And cheating is evil. And he's trying to prevent evil. ... In his own way.]

[mercwamouth]

And this isn't? None of the other kids have a dimension where they get extra time to study.

...Except Asians. How else could explain their grades and their unparalleled Starcraft skills...

[digitale_daten]

[He goes B| at you.]

I'm Asian. But you have a point.

[mercwamouth]

Hard to tell. Half of the people around here look Asian but aren't.

[digitale_daten]

Maybe you just have trouble telling the difference.

[mercwamouth]

You calling me racist, kid?

[digitale_daten]

[sldfkjsdf]

No. Lots of people who aren't Asian have trouble telling different Asian people apart or even picking an Asian person from a group of people with... vaguely Asian-like features.

[Oh god please don't kill me.]

[mercwamouth]

Domo arigato, Mr. Roboto.

[digitale_daten]

[... Snerks at that.]

[mercwamouth]

Domo?

[digitale_daten]

Douitashimashite.

[mercwamouth]

Show off.

[digitale_daten]

[He just grins at that.]

[mercwamouth]

What's your name, kid?

[digitale_daten]

Takaishi Takeru. But some people just call me TK.