私は心と魂を 袖の奥に隠した

[mystiklsushi]

Who: Kiku and Ivan
When: March 19, first available appointment
Where: Ivan's office
What: Establishing Russo-Japanese relations

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asdfghkl; sorry /o/ I'm here

[das_vedanya]

Raivis had so kindly left Honda Kiku's file on his desk, though Ivan probably dedicated half an hour reading it over, just trying to figure out how to properly pronounce his new client's name. When his eyes finally left the page, they met the clock where two minutes past the hour stared back at him.

The Doctor instantly jumped to his feet and lept toward the door to open it; Kiku Honda was standing in the waiting room. "M-Mister Kiku... Hone-da? Hawn-da?"

[mystiklsushi]

"Honda...l-like the car," he tipped his head forward in a polite bow. The handful of butterflies floating in his stomach exploded into thousands at the appearance of the doctor. Drawing nearer, he felt as if he were a child speaking to an adult, though he knew he must be a number of years older.

[das_vedanya]

It was shocking, really, how short his client was in comparison to him. "A-ah, I apologize then. Japanese, da? And... ah, please come in and sit down. Sit anywhere you'd like." He directed an open palm at the arrangements of leather couches, and a chaise nearby the unlit fireplace. "And... what are you here for today?"

[mystiklsushi]

Perching on a deep leather couch, hands folded neatly in his lap, he regarded the question thoughtfully for several minutes. Where to begin, really?

"I suppose...I have come seeking help."

Help. For too many things to be specific. "Perhaps I should start with a question, if I may...are you familiar with the term hikikomori?"