#idledidol

Sayaka Maizono, or, rather the 'Super High School Level Idol' stood before the gambler. Red hues innocently blinked, a smile curving her pale lips. A while it had been, since she had seen the joyous bluenette pop-sensation; although, seeing her now didn't arise any lingering excitement one would usually get from seeing a so-called friend.

"... Maizono-san."

Rather than greeting her with a 'hello', she only said her name; a smile kept on her lips the entire time. She wasn't afraid of the idol, nor was she exactly fond of her-- but she of course didn't have a problem, of any sort with her. A confusing maze was the blackette's mind, one that not even her own self could figure out.

"How are you faring, on this lovely evening?" An idea popped into her head, her lips parting to open and speak once more. "If you'd like, you could sit down and we could endure a cup of tea together.." A rare act coming from her-- but somewhat matching her obscure character. It would have been (in her mind) to be mercilessly drinking her tea infront of someone, without at least inviting them-- but that was just her.

Naegi's stomach growled. That's right, he thought, I didn't eat dinner last night with everyone else. A stupid idea, in retrospect, but he was a bit scared that he would step back in time again if he left his room, which seemed to keep happening. It wasn't really a big deal, actually. He seemed to always be able to go back after the conversation ended. He just hoped it would stay that way.

Hajime was asleep, and he saw no reason to wake him. He exited his room and headed to the kitchen. Maybe they had left him some leftovers. Hopefully not more of that gross salad, though. He agreed with the kids, vegetables were gross. He was still laughing at the thought of Hajime's disgusted face when he stepped into the kitchen.

And saw her.

i— don’t understand i’m sorry I hope what I said wasn’t offensive or something

Hagakure walked aimlessly through the city, unsure of where he was going but sure there was somewhere he needed to be. While he walked the light dimmed as the sun made its way steadily toward the horizon and the air took on the cool touch of night as the days heat faded with the retreat of the sun. Turning abruptly he stopped and took a seat on the unruined half of park bench and waited listening to the buzz of near silence that floated from the city all around him. He heard a footstep and turned toward it and what he saw brought a smile to his face.

GOODNIGHT SWEET PRINCESS HAPPY BIRTHDAY!!