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Hmm... but I don't know if the cats would enjoy it quite as much as I do.

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[ Mabu nods knowingly. ]

Probably, but if it's what you really want to do....

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I'm sure something will pop out at me...! And you... what about you? Had anything caught your eye yet?

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[ Mabu glances up at Reo.







It's Reo. Reo caught his eye. ]

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[ Reo stops his movements for a moment to stare back down at him with a curious look. ]

Hah...?

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[ Mabu lifts a hand to essentially boop Reo in the nose briefly, then refolds his arms so he can have a makeshift pillow. ]

Not yet. I wouldn't mind something related to baking, but I don't think I'm good enough for that just yet.

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Any place would be lucky to have your hands working their food!... but they might not like you undressing.

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I know.

[ Who made these rules, anyway?! There's nothing wrong with cooking naked, and aprons are restraining. If he weren't worried about Reo getting upset, he wouldn't have worn so much clothing when baking this morning. ]

So I'm probably not cut out for it. I'll find something, though.

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Unless you opened up your own shop. Then you'd be making your own rules for a dresscode.

[ He might be teasing him a little. ]

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I'd mostly be in the kitchen, so I'd be out of the sight of any patrons....

[ Reo may be kidding, but Mabu is 100% serious. ]

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Maybe you can put an r rating on your shop and then there'd be no problem.

[ he was 100% teasing. ]

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[ Nod nod!! ]

Okay. I will.

[ Look what you've done, Reo. ]

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[ But.... Mabu he was joking....!? His face flushes a bright color, but Mabu sounded so serious.... ]

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But maybe instead of a restaurant, it could be a stall. A ningyouyaki stall....

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I would buy everything you had every day.

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If you did that, we wouldn't make any money....

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We wouldn't make any money because you'd have all the money.

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[ This is true. And while they can both get carried away with how much they spend, Mabu knows that he's the more reasonable of the two and doesn't... buy... fancy... tea sets... FIVE MINUTES IN. ]

It would still be our money in the end.

[ Which he thinks is kind of sweet. ]

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See? It's the perfect plan!

[ He was the one joking about this at first, but he got suckered in to his own words. ]

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[ Mabu doesn't want to point out that in the end, the money just basically isn't changing hands at all. But that's okay. Instead, he lazily rolls onto his side, feeling content from his sudden gift of a massage. ]

...Reo?

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Mabu?

[ Reo gives him a curious look, his hands resting at Mabu's side now since he decided to turn on him. ]

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[ Wow, let's not be so drastic, Reo!! ]

...Do you miss it? Asakusa?

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[ Not that way, mabu!!! ]

Mmm... kinda. But it's kinda like it hasn't all hit me yet, you know? it's kind of like a dream.

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[ Mabu nods, deciding to sit up properly now. It's slow-going, but he makes it. ]

I think I have some nostalgia for it, but... only because of the memories I have there.

[ With Reo, of course. ]

At the very least, it's... peaceful here. Mostly. Or maybe I should say the people are nice.

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Most of them anyway. Beware annoying red haired children with pets. They're completely rude.