#asa the master conversationalist strikes again im afraid. every day she wakes up and says the worst possible thing

[warfeind]

@kusattainu    ━━   every day at jujutsu high is some new flavor of peculiar. bumming around the outskirts of tokyo, at an arm's length from everyone else at campus gets old real fast. even yoru withdraws, coiling against her right temple from the inside like a dull pressure. a change in routine shouldn't upset her as much as it does. the suits and uniforms descend upon shinjuku with such seriousness that it nearly makes her keel over from anxiety when mr. so and so starts chanting incantations about emerging from the darkness. did no one tell you how all this is supposed to work? they'd asked, obviously incensed. i don't know but [ ... ] i'm fine she'd croaked with such resignation that her first mission ends right then and there. so much for the special grade vessel. as if she had any choice in the matter.

so, in equal degrees of embarrassment and relief, asa seeks out the spot where they'd told her to wait. at a family mart, no less. but crucially not a family mart specifically for sorcerers, like she'd asked with eyes widened in disbelief and promptly elicited a chuckle from the whole group. no, not like that. like she was supposed to know that somehow. these people are impossible, she thinks to herself, and feels yoru stirring in agreement, though still hidden from view. asa can't even blame her for sulking right now. the soft flourescent buzz drowns out most of the noise inside her own head, at least. she approaches the register warily, wondering if it's good manners to pick up something for her seniors while she's here or if her good intentions can stand up to scrutiny at all. people are impossible. every last one of them.

״   um, uhh — ״ yoru staggers her, suddenly on high alert. hairs standing on end like a cat poised to pounce. asa shakes off the sensation, like an overly animated shudder that causes her breath to catch in her throat again. ״   sorry, my teacher said to come here and wait.. ״ it's turning out to be one of those conversations that just gets progressively worse with every word. yoru would be grinning now if asa could see her. ״   from jujutsu high, i mean. they're busy on a mission and.. uh, maybe i shouldn't be saying that.. ״ asa turns her gaze up from the floor for the first time since stepped inside and her heart sinks further down her recess of her chest. no way a person like that is family mart employee. this is some kind of set up. has to be. ״  they said something about a dog in the store.. have you seen one around? ״