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Okay drafts done and I have to go to sleep, but as a remember for myself I have 3 asks to reply andddd.... Anyone who likes this post send Harumasa in their inbox.

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It was clearly her name backwards! If she had chosen a totally different name it might have been less complicated! Ah who cares, it did not seem she really cared that he almost blew up her hidden identity... although she didn't go out of her way to hide it either.

Not only that, but now she was telling him to go buy 7 teamilks? For some reason, he felt that she was being honest without trying to make fun of him. And that was too strange. In fact, saying such platitudes reminded him of Miyabi.

❝ Is this for you and a group of friends? ❞ And then when he heard ‘12’ he raised an eyebrow. ❝ —Wait, are you talking about buying them all for yourself? First of all, how are you going to transport them all by yourself? ❞

Was he trying to call her Astra? Hmm. . . Nah ! Must be the singer's imagination. How could he confuse Astra with Artsa despite their obvious stark differences. That, she believed and wondered wholeheartedly.

❝ So ~ Here is the plan. . . ❞ as she shared her thoughts while leading the golden-eyed officer towards the store with suspense in her tone, ❝ I plan on purchasing 7 teamilks ! ❞ clapping her hands to emphasize that her plan is, quite in fact, exciting. Animated and passionate, that is the Astra-way of life. Spontaneity should be included because of what she would be saying next─❝ maybe 12 teamilks instead since I missed a week. . . ❞

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Ah, Harumasa couldn't help but snort at the seriousness of the other. Seth was right, and honestly? He liked the other's straightforwardness when it came to helping people. If it was very urgent, he would usually give the information already, but knowing that there was still time for the next move, he chose to be annoying for a bit. Too bad Seth always takes all seriously. But it was okay, it was that thiren's quality and he knew that well.

He handed him a small portable storage device.

❝ Place, hour, how many people will appear. It's mostly a 'secret' meeting to sell something that may not be legal. I was going to handle it to Zhu Yuan directly but... You're the first who I found so, is all yours. Take care of it, will you? ❞

"Special and ... ?" loved for being what was deemed bare minimum in the eyes of someone like him ? Someone whose standards were forged from the very rules that he had studied ? This guy sure had a way with words, and they would only make the thiren's ears twitcha little more, brow raising upwards as a narrow gaze would be offered. Side-eye, so to speak, professionally served in a deadpan expression from Seth to Harumasa; " execuite officer Asaba."

He might have adapted a lecturing tone from his mother.

"If you are sitting on intel that can be considered vital for the investigation found in the responsibility of Pubsec, it is your legal obligation to share such information," a hand would settle on his hip, ander loitering by his side. "I would prefer if you kept it short and professional, without the flair and extravaganza, thank you very much."

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For a second, it could be seen his distant look when he heard that 'someone lost hope at a young age', but it didn't take him long to avoid that and maintain a smile. What could he say, he had hope for everyone but not for himself. But as pessimistic as his condition made him about his life, seeing someone so passionate about superheroes made him think that maybe he should give it a shot. And obviously ignore that assumption for now.

❝ You know, maybe when I have more free time, I'll check out their movies. I'm sure I can find them on Random Play. I'll tell the owners you recommended them to me, I'm sure they'll be happy ~ ❞

Soon his smile turned to surprise when Billy said he was going to camp there for two weeks. Two weeks? How was he going to do that? He thought all that queue was for today only. That made him rethink what he had said about keeping him company, but ….

❝ Let's do one thing. I'll get some drinks and keep you company for a while while you tell me about your heroes. But I'll have to leave at some point because, well, I'm a busy man, how about that? ❞

"Not a ..." Wait, wait? Hello? "... Huh."

There's some deep thoughts to be had here. Truly. While Billy could understand that movies and books (even manga books) were all separated by preference, it was still unbelievable that someone didn't find themselves a fan of superheroes. Man! They were everyone's dream! Who wouldn't wanna be a flashy, gleaming beacon of hope and light!? Who wouldn't wanna have a super awesome, secret and totally cool hideaway simply known as THE H.Q (seriously, he would've loved to have something for that, but Nicole...)!? Clearly someone who lived under a rock, or...

"Someone lost hope at a young age, huh?"

A tragedy, truly.

As uncultured he feared this dude to be, Billy could only shake his head and offer his utmost sympathies; " ... Superheroes are everyone's dream, bro! They make you dream. Just the thought of running alongside them should be enough to make you wanna reach for the stars," and a hand would shift abruptly, raise up towards the sky in a grabbing motion before coiling around nothing, "and make you grab the sun instead!"

He could go on and on and on, but ... company? There'd be a cackling sound from Billy the very same hand falling down with a snap of his fingers. In the blink of an eye there'd be a finger gun pointing towards the little guy; " ... You could stay, but I'm gonna camp here for two weeks, buddy. First in line! Ready to serve and greet the finest, coolest and most awesome of heroes. Doubt you've got the time to hang around that long."

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Meanwhile I write replies I owe I leave this post as an askbox call! You like the post, you get Harumasa in your inbox! Mutuals only and multimuses if you can pwease specify to which muse the better.

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more random dialogue prompts ,

“why do you have that look on your face?”

“finish what you’re doing, we have to talk.”

“what have you done to yourself?”

“did you do something different with your hair?”

“it doesn’t do any good to get worked up.”

“when was the last time we had a real conversation.”

“are you in the witness protection program, or what?”

“there’s something wrong with me.”

“no, i don’t hate you.”

“hey stupid.”

“we’re aren’t them.”

“looks like i’ll live long enough to make you pay.”

“you know you’re wrong.”

“i don’t understand, why are you doing this?”

“now, before i say anything, promise me you’ll stay calm.”

“what makes me so special?”

“you have no idea what i’ve been through.”

“you really don’t have to do that, not for me.”

“did you really think you’d get a second chance?”

“how about we don’t do that.”

“i have a lot going for me, but humility is not one of them.”

“you’re the worst.”

“i don’t need you right now.”

“don’t just stand there, looking at me.”

“i thought you were supposed to call me.”

“take my hand.”

“i need you.”

“you’re allowed to need help sometimes.”

“for someone who doesn’t like to feel things, you sure feel a lot of it out loud.”

“when this is all over, i want it to be you and me.”

“why won’t you tell me what happened?”

“you don’t know what this means to me.

“i know it doesn’t make sense.”

“i’m trying really hard to keep it together.”

“i know you’re new, but we do things a little differently here.”

“your voice is putting me to sleep.”

“did you find what you were looking for?”

"you knew and you didn’t even warn me?”

“well, i guess that’s broken.”

“i thought it was part of the act.”

“you think u don’t know you’re only here because they sent you?”

“you promised to call me if you didn’t know what to wear.”

“you can keep a secret, can’t you?”

“how could you do this to me?”

“put the gun down, dearest. i have news!”

“i know you don’t have any reason to trust me, but you need to know something.”

“if you’re here to tell me what happened last night, someone beat you to it.”

“people think i’m weird.”

“i think i’m losing myself again.”

“you can’t be here.”

“i wish you’d come to the funeral.”

“do you know what today is?”

“so, you broke my favourite mug… and you’re breaking up with me?”

“i need to get out.”

“it’s like i’m cursed or something.”

“you are remarkably well-behaved tonight, what have you been up to?”

“you gonna eat that?”

“sir, the pony rides are for children only.”

“i don’t want you to worry about that anymore.”

“we’ll never make it in time.”

“you’d be late for your own funeral.”

“you should have seen it coming.”

“oh, good, you’re here! hold this.”

“why can’t you just be happy for me?”

“on a scale of one to ten, how do you feel about nachos right now?”

“is this how you flirt with everyone?”

“how much longer till we’re there?”

“what have you done?”

“it’s time for you to repay that debt you owe me.”

“where did you get that? who gave it to you?”

“what kind of mother has thoughts like that?”

“i know I haven’t been what you needed, but i’m here, and i wanna help.”

“i never want to hear you say that again.”

“you’re all i have.”

“i know it’s not perfect, but i did follow the recipe this time.”

“i was doing so well until you showed up.”

“don’t eat that! i made it ‘specially for our guest.”

“it’s not that i don’t like my life, it’s that i don’t have the energy to enjoy it.”

“how can you stand this place?”

“don’t take this the wrong way, but you don’t exactly blend in.”

“you need to stop.”

“i don’t like that look, what happened?”

“is that seriously your password?”

“what’s your problem?”

“you had no right to use it without asking.”

“oh, wow, you weren’t kidding.”

“i couldn’t trust my own parents to protect me.”

“i’m surprised you haven’t been arrested yet. wait, no, i’m not.”

“why do you want to help me?”

“ten bucks for that piece of crap?”

“we have to hurry, they’re coming!”

“hey, look what came in the mail!”

“do you want to get a drink or something?”

“please tell me you didn’t eat that.”

“the worst part is you didn’t even notice.”

“if i wanted help, i would have asked.”

“wanna tell me what’s going on with your grades?”

“you need to leave.”

“talk to me, okay? i need to know what’s going on.”

“i do blame you.”

“sometimes life deals you a bad hand, but you can still play your cards right and win.”

“you’re no longer useful to me.”

“i’m not good with sarcasm: if you don’t like me, just say it.”

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Well, Harumasa clearly did not expect those words from him. Yes okay he got the idea of his way of seeing things, mostly because he researched his past and clearly they are kind of the opposite.

The man who wants to die but can't, against the man who wants to live but can't.

❝ Did you wake up philosophical today? I'm not sure if I like that more or only when you barely talk me back. ❞ He replied. Dang, he really wanted to sneak out but now Lighter wanted to see him in action with citizens? He had the feeling that he may want to see him suffer between the fans. Was it his goal?!

❝ Is that so? I think you could do the same job as me. Why not you show how good you are with citizens? Perhaps I can help you get a place in h.a.n.d. ~ ❞

Mission started: annoy this guy without a reason.

"If only I could say the same. Somehow, I'm a lost soul still wandering this mortal plane. Torn away from all I ever known--" Woe be him, woe be to Lighter.

"So allow me to witness you take on double the worldly affairs. A kind soul like you can pick up the weight I left behind, no?"

Goal? Try not to let any form of a bastardish smile rise.

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"It's 5:00pm, guys. See ya!"

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❝ Hmm... But I wonder if I said to you, 'hey let's chat', you would just pass. Let's say it's a feeling. ❞ And maybe Harumasa was wrong but, he could not know unless Lighter decided to deny or agree with what he said. Curiosity was there, waiting for what he would say about it. But in the meantime…

❝ Are you willing to drive me somewhere? I was thinking of talking here, buuuuut now you mention that it's hard to say no ~ ❞ He teased, with a satisfied smile. ❝ We can always go to Port Elpis, do you remember the place? ❞

It hadn't been long since a certain last incident, but aside from that, Harumasa's most cherished place has been always there. In the end, the talk was going to be about work, but, perhaps, he could try to make a different approach.

𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒  𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃'𝐕𝐄  𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍  𝐀𝐍  𝐄𝐗𝐏𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐃  𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄  and  yet,  lighter  was  quite  surprised  that  there  was  something  more  than  throwing  the  details  bare  at  a  table  for  him  to  grab  and  get  a  job  done.  it  wasn't  the  first  and  last  time  he's  been  working  with  the  section  6  and  certainly  it  was  quite  a  huge  benefit,  the  cash  was  way  too  good  for  him  to  refuse  even  if  it  meant  dealing  with  the  holy  bow  of  h.a.n.d. 

it  wasn't  like  he  hated  the  company,  but  harumasa  always  took  the  longer  way  for  them  both  to  cross  before  the  finish  line.  strong  arms  crossed  atop  the  champion's  broad  chest,  the  faint  creak  of  leather  came  quicker  than  any  words  from  lighter.  sunglasses  slid  down  the  bridge  of  his  nose,  crimson  pupils  meeting  the  other  man's  eyes.

❝  if  you  wanted  to  meet  up  to  chat,  you  could've  said  so.  ❞  maybe  then  he  could  prepare  more  time,  since  caesar  already  pushed  a  list  of  groceries  and  shopping  materials  into  his  pocket  to  get  it  done  while  he's  out  of  the  outer  ring.  he  was  curious  what  exactly  harumasa  meant  by  chatting  and  why  wasn't  this  just  an  usual  exchange  like  any  other  of  his  customers  did.  ❝  sure,  i  have  some  time  before  i  have  to  shop  for  the  sons  of  calydon.  do  you  want  me  to  drive  you  somewhere  or  you  wish  to  talk  here  ?  ❞  maybe  lighter  was  still  not  used  to  harumasa's  antics  after  all. // @harumasatxt from here.

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❝ Wait wha— ❞ After some quick blinks, he looked at the denny note. Why was she giving him so much money? Like, he's very well paid, he is also famous! Not that much like her but—He hid the money fast. That's okay, he would then find a way to put the money in the singer's bag when she doesn't pay attention.

❝ Okay okay, let's just go there, miss Ast... Artsa. ❞ Close enough.

It is indeed a miracle that nobody has approached her as of yet, which made her feel quite somber. Astra made sure that she is well-prepared with any sort of encounters since she brought along her cute crystallised pen; similar in appearance with her lipgloss. Hopefully it is her pen and not the lipgloss. . .

❝ Nice to meet you Harumasa ! ❞ her hand swiftly grasped onto his proceeded with a jovial shake, ❝ But ! Are you quite sure in inviting me ? After all, I am the one who is seeking your help . . . Hmm, you can hold onto this ~ ❞ the denny note that she waved around carelessly is now planted onto the palm of the golden-eyed officer and without missing a beat—❝ Now let's go to Richard Teamilk, my fellow charming man ! ❞

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❝ Why did the Hollow disaster apply for a job in New Eridu? Because it wanted to fill the void in the workforce! ❞

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❝ And this is why I don't have dogs. ❞ / @starsingeryao from here.

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Curiosity still hangs over his head, as watching a movie that might not be as scary as any other ( considering it's about a Bangboo acting as a murderer ) would scare the manager. Maybe he can give Bangboo 18 his weapon and see if they can hold it, but maybe that would be too cruel for his poor friend's heart.

❝ Even though it's fictional and hard to believe, knowing that AIs can be corrupted, I don't think it's too far-fetched. For not having seen it, you know a lot about the movie, huh? You're certainly an expert. ❞ Since Wise has flattered him before, he decides to return the ball.

❝ Nothing to worry about, and like I said, I give you permission to hug me if it scares you that much. See? I'm such a very good friend ~ ❞ And he's wondering, would Wise really do that?

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   ―   not that bad, huh?  harumasa is right, wise thinks with an unwarranted burst of confidence, this will be just fine.  they even have popcorn and snacks to share, because no movie night would be complete without those.  wise munches a handful of popcorn thoughtfully as he hits the play button.  ❝ alright, but don't say i didn't warn you.  you may have to protect me after all, o great and powerful harumasa. ❞  wise's tone may be measured and characteristically calm, but don't be fooled : he will hug this man for comfort if the movie becomes spookier than he can bear.  belle's forever teasing him for his inability to sit through particularly tense movies  -  wise suspects that she got the horror-watcher genes of the family, what with that ability of hers to chomp snacks through the gross scenes.  sisters are bizarre.

❝ so, this was the movie about the bangboo who becomes a murderer, right?  kind of a wild concept. ❞  bangboo 18, who is supposed to be manning the store's front desk, has even sidled in to watch.  better not be looking for any ideas.  wise grins.  ❝ i heard when they filmed it, the actors struggled to take the bangboo seriously 'cause it was too cute. ❞

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Maybe I should add I accept to RP with any GI/HSR/ZZZ characters instead of only ZZZ. If I had more time I wouldn't hesitate.....

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Huh, he was expecting a different kind of name, but Artsa? Was she trying to hide herself at all? He really wondered if she was joking or just being like that. Then he realized something, she was playing the same cards he was, but he only does that to mess around. Was she for real or was she messing with him? Again, he would keep acting like he does not know her, but he did not have to hide who he was. He might be famous for being from HSO Section 6, but her? She would drive all of Lumina Square crazy if someone realizes she is just there walking around like nothing.

And he was still surprised that nothing happened yet.

❝ Artsa eh? A peculiar name indeed. I'm Asaba Harumasa but please, you can call me Harumasa. ❞ While he was introducing himself, he looked at that denny note to just keep himself in silence for a long five seconds.

Yeah no wonder why. What the fu—

❝ O-kay let's hide that because first of all I don't have change for that big sum ❞ —and he was doubting if anyone from these shops would— ❝ And secondly I said I'm inviting you, you don't need to give me anything back, yeah? Let's just go where you want to buy. ❞

Astra lets out an excited ❝ ooh! ❞ like a free-spirited child, she likes it when people go along with her whims, perhaps he might end up being another friend of hers? One can never have too many friends after all ! and surely her dearest manager, Eve, might feel relieved if the star singer is accompanied by a HSO officer.

First step in making a friend? Introduce oneself. ❝ Ahem! Where are my manners ~ ❞ she re-positioned herself in a more polite manner, ❝ Nice to meet you! my name is ─ ❞ her eyes lingered to anything that could give her an idea for a name...

❝ Artsa ~ My name is Artsa! ❞ if Astra could give herself a high-five for quick wit she would, but alas, she wanted to stay low profile in order to get the teamilk of her dreams. ❝ Before we continue. . . I only wanted to see if you have change for this ❞ while apologetically holding a denny note that is undeniably a huge sum.

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The roar of a motorcycle's engine stops, dying down within the noises of the bustling lumina square. lighter proptly throws his leg over the seat, unmounting his bike at the spot where he was supposed to meet the executive officer. easily spotting the yellow headband in the distance, lighter walked up. his chin raised slightly and questions sparkling behind the shades of the golden-framed sunglasses. " you need a job done or ? why did you want to meet ? " lighter's voice was dry but not unkind. deep but a bit raspy, curious what harumasa planned. maybe a bit not ready to deal with him today though.

There he was, Harumasa, waiting with his arms crossed, looking at that cool man with sunglasses who arrived with his cool bike. That was mostly his thought, he could not deny that he was indeed an attractive man with an attractive aesthetic. But even if he had those thoughts in his head, it would not make him say something like that in front of the other man. There was work to be done, and Lighter had always been a very reliable contact. Apart from that, it was almost impossible to have a nice interaction without trying to bother each other. Still, he thought about testing the waters.

❝ I always have a job to do and you're very helpful so ~ But I thought, instead of telling you and leaving you alone, why not sit around, invite you to something and after a chat about work I will let you go, hm? ❞

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If you receive this from him what would you reply.