[A stray thought drifts out to wonder how easy it would be to change the locks to their shared home. Not that he actually would, but. He entertains the idea, a little bit.
Izumi comes a little more into his senses, at least, and decides he isn't afraid of any possible threat Leo could muster.]
You are the bossiest kidnappee ever! And I haven't even kidnapped you yet!
But your strategy to annoy me into changing my plans won't work! Wahaha! I'm still going to run off with you and you'll have no idea where we're going!
You think you're pained right now? Hearing this from you pisses me off more than you know. It's not as if I did anything illegal, idiot! If I did anything wrong, it was offering to help Tomoya-kun with his magic act. This is where my kindness has gotten me!
For someone whose entire job is managing others, how can you be so mind-numbingly bad at taking care of yourself? It's good to work hard, but I keep telling you not to let it get this far! Or at least tell someone before it does! It doesn't even have to be me. But you won't be of help to anyone once you're down for the count.
[Awful, awful producer. You're not supposed to make your idols worry about you.]
Yeah, but ideally it would've been before you could barely stay upright?
Ugh. Alright, fine. Since you're telling me now, the least you could do is properly ask for help. Tell me what you need. Have you eaten anything? Can you? On a scale of Kuma-kun to Tenshouin how close are you to passing out?
I'm sitting right now, if that makes you feel any better?
[ gurl he's asking about you, not him ]
I don't think I'm as exhausted as those guys, but... Well, see, I was trying out these new heels that I found with Arashi-chan the other day, but I think I hit my limit with this pair and now I can't walk without them killing me. But she'd already gone home, so...
[That might've been a good idea, if not for the shame of crawling for help and the more egregious fact that he'd been trying to hide his presence entirely.]
Not anymore. It's all taken care of now, anyway.
I wasn't even there that long, so I really shouldn't have given him the time of day. I mean, I totally wouldn't have if I'd known how annoying it'd become.
I am not pouting. [ He's pouting. ] Do not accuse me of something so childish I am not a baby who would cry simply because you and Leo-san are never around. I'm just saying it would have been nice to have known you were here.
You'll likely be one of the first to know the next time I'm back for work, so is it really such a big deal? Just be a good boy and wait patiently until then.
Tomoya-kun practically begged me to watch him practice his magic show, so I was giving him critique. Then when he moved onto the escape magic he messed up and lost the key. And we ended up... handcuffed together.
It's a long story and I don't feel like explaining it all. What matters is it's over now.
[He doesn't bother replying, but the message gets marked as read, so it's reasonably safe to assume that Izumi's already on his way.
In ten minutes he's marched up to Anzu, a shadow towering over her with a dire expression to match β but within moments it mellows out to a more manageable frown as he shoves a small plastic bag at her, then takes a seat at her side.
Within the bag she'll find a handful of pills (vitamins, supplements, medicines), a bottle of tea and some fruit juice, a pack of energy gel β an assortment for varying degrees of fatigue since he didn't exactly know what condition she's in and hadn't asked, either β but possibly the most important things sit at the bottom of the bag: a pair of clean socks and new, comfortable sneakers in her size, as well as a few band-aids for any blisters she might've sustained.
Huh. It's almost like he's used to this.]
I know you've been running around all dressed up lately as a fully-fledged producer, but losing to a new pair of heels? Really?
I was NOT playing. If anything I was being played with! You're so annoying, making it sound like I deserved the inconvenience and brought it upon myself.
[bro u kinda did tho...]
What, do you wish I'd been handcuffed to you instead? Is that what it is? Would that have made you happy? Brat.
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