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[enteloki]

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IT'S MY BIRTHDAY? YAY

[placation]

Oh! It's cute!

You know what I'm going to tell you to do. Start feeding it, then let it in, then name it...

[enteloki]

Absolutely not. No animals in the apartment, ever.

You're welcome to come by and take it off my hands though.

[placation]

I feed enough cats here. No, thank you.

[ And they all still hate him? Yeah. ]

I'll come by and let it in for you, though!

[enteloki]

And when you do, I'll make sure you're sleeping on the street and it can have the spare bed.

[placation]

You wouldn't. Please, Akechi. Think of my back and my general defenseless nature.

[enteloki]

You'll manage or you'll die.

I'll make sure your memorial is set up in Tokyo. The cat and I will visit.

[placation]

So you ARE adopting it.

[enteloki]

That's so funny - I almost puked.

The cats in the machiya were annoying enough. I've gotten my fill on freeloading animals.

[placation]

And you never did find Neko-chan... Some detective.

Alright, I won't let any cats into your apartment when I eventually visit. Which begs the question - when do you want me to visit? I need to start saving.

[enteloki]

[Now - written, and deleted. Today, Soon, This week all follow. All get backspaced. The apartment's too quiet - maybe he should have started the coffee maker.]

Stop bringing her up.

As for the trip, I can pay for it. Whenever you want to visit, you only need to let me know.

My suggestion would be late winter.

[February.]

[placation]

[ Message received loud and clear, but first of all: ]

You will not buy my ticket! I can pay my own way! Save your money for yourself, please.

[enteloki]

Why? Afraid I'll lord it over your head for years?

I have plenty to spare. You don't.

[placation]

I have a little...

Late winter could be doable.

[enteloki]

[Screenshot sent - it's Maruki's current balance in an account Akechi still has online access to. Weird.]

A preschooler has more in their pocket than you have in this account.

[placation]

[ COOL! Time to change that password. And several other passwords, probably. ]

I have money set aside elsewhere. Get out of my accounts!

[enteloki]

[Bitch he'll get back in - what's the password going to be doc0204??? Please.]

Of course. I'll remove my access this afternoon. I only wanted to make a point.

[He won't. ♥]

I lived with you for years. This is a way to repay that.

[placation]

And you're welcome back any time. I hope you know that.

[enteloki]

[He knows.

And in this moment, with every door in his apartment wide open, a familiar buzz in the back of his skull, a nauseated stomach from nothing-

He wants to come back, for a little bit. Wants to sit at a table, eat a meal prepared by someone else and hear lively conversation in a tongue he's familiar with. It's not homesickness - if Maruki were here, he wouldn't feel this way at all.

It'll be gone in a few hours, a few days. He brushes it aside.]

That's unnecessary.

Unless I need a place to lay low again, that is.

Have the murders in the Naples area made national news yet?

[placation]

The what

1/2

[enteloki]

The murders.

[enteloki]

Just kidding.

[placation]

ENTHRALLED?

[enteloki]

No.

When will you let that go?

[placation]

Never.

Don't joke about that, you really pulled my leg for a minute... I don't know how you make your money, maybe you're a hitman!

[enteloki]

As if I would resort to being some lowly cleaner or hitman to a piece of shit. Don't make me laugh.

[Except for that one time. Anyway.]

Besides, getting into that line of work isn't as easy as it sounds and the payoff is minimal. There isn't much money in it. The target in question needs to be exceptionally dangerous and powerful to earn the type of living people see in movies. You only get those if you're among those same rich, powerful people.

Needless to say, I don't have that connection in Italy.