Where Are We Going? Where Are We Going?

me: yeah whatever. i dont feel shit

5 minutes later: only in death does duty end

[ID: Soma, Mina & Arikado at a yakiniku restaurant. Arikado and Soma have taken off their jackets. Arikado's barbecuing the meat as he listens to Mina & Soma talk. Mina's hands are steepled. Soma's arms rest on the table, a glass of fruit juice (with curly straw) in hand. In the window are several poster ads for the menu. Beyond the window glare is the hazy reflection of the Țepeș family at the dining table. Lisa & Dracula gesture as they talk; Dracula has a wine glass in hand. In the past, a young Adrian turns to listen. In the present, Arikado listens, expression soft.]

[ID: Illustration. Mina Hakuba in a relaxed yellow turtleneck under the light. Behind her is a bush of wisteria. She smiles at the viewer. End ID.]

torment them with a thing that is 100% not their fault