#nariaki

New Nariaki Obukuro album, STRIDES, coming Oct 13! He tagged Utada Hikaru and we can assume they collabed in some form again on this production

"-Ow ow ow oww!"

Recoiling with a hiss, Nariaki clenched his head as his entire body was wrought with pain. This was super NOT fun and he was not having a good time right now. If people looked closely they might have caught a glimpse of what looked to be tears forming in his eyes. As the pain faded away Nari huffed, wiping his eyes with a puff. What the heck was that about!

...Truthfully Nariaki didn't even have a clue. He hadn't really been paying attention the past couple of minutes.

On the best of days his attention span was spotty at best- but now? When he was still shaken up over Madam's corpse and getting an onslaught of information? Yeah he's been having trouble following along. He barely manages to catch the tail end of people's findings to figure out where everyone was at discussion wise.

"...Right, um, what were we on again? What we were doing last night?"

Nariaki crosses his arms with a hum, pausing as he took a moment to remember.

"I was totally asleep the entire night! Eheh... Sorry it's not anything eye opening. But Yuta gave me one of those sleep time cookie or whatever so I ate it and I had the best nights rest I've gotten in days! My roomie was also there trying to catch some Zzz's from what I remember."

He grins, rubbing the back of his neck almost sheepishly. Staying up late? Can't related. Nariaki is a good boy who goes to bed early and on time. Oops!

"As for that vial thing I left mine on Shinzo-chan's bed!"

Nari covered his mouth -- He had only meant to help, not make Eiji cry. He wasn't one to ever enjoy seeing someone so upset, let alone someone who was nice to him, and fed him.

" Ebina-dono... Hey, hey, don't cry. I don't really believe it could've been you, you're far too kind to do that, yeah? "

As soon as Towa spoke up, his attention was brought over to her and her little speech.

Despite everything, and how much he felt on a daily, he could agree with her that 'love' should mean something. Enough to come clean, since there had been a ghastly murder.

He was about to speak up, say something akin to 'it was one of you, please be truthful', but then he noticed it. It derailed his entire train of thought.

" ... Ebina-dono.... Why... Why are you bruised? "

All in all, Nariaki had nothing to add as the trial went on. Seemingly that all he had accumulated had already been found out by the others, giving him no reason to speak up, let alone attempt to give an evidence he had.

The most he managed to accomplish in the time they were given was sticking his fingers down poor, poor Ikeda-dono's throat.

Well, at least until the topic of Eiji cooking came up. He didn't want to accuse anyone, let alone Eiji who seemed nice enough, but with a life on the line he couldn't rightly say nothing. Even if the motto of his grandfather was 'snitches get stitches'.