unknownrival | [Post-maid cafe.]

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[Post-maid cafe.]

For the record: I am not currently employed at a maid cafe. Any belief I had that I was employed at one came from the virus. I have no desire whatsoever to work there.

I also violently despise Koizumi Akako, who brainwashed me again. And I am exceedingly grateful for the Valentine's Day virus.

[Locked away from anyone the labors are directed at.]
Nine labors completed, six left. More than half, at last.

Hopefully the replacement motorcycle will somewhat abate Rider's wrath, but I don't want to take chances. And since I'm not very good at this whole 'stealing' thing, honestly... I guess it's the 'look for Kite in the digital world' task next. Does anyone know who that is?
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((Rider's motorcycle has been stolen, and Akako has been kissed.

Remaining tasks, for the curious!

1. Go into the digital world and find Kite.
2. Steal Dark Nation from Rufus. (Issei's planning to do this during the wedding, when he hopefully won't be home.)
3. Sneak into his palace and steal Joyeurse and Swordbreaker from Larsa.
4. Defeat Allen in poker.
5. Steal Chuck Bass’ scarf.
6. Steal Cori’s cat and survive the hellhole he lives in.))

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What does your house look like?

That's good to hear. I'd hate if the people from my high school saw them.

I have a picture here (http://i197.photobucket.com/albums/aa174/lisse88/tendo_compound.jpg). It is a lovely neighborhood, so you should not be bothered.

Oh, yes, that would make it rough, would it not? No, I shall give them into your keeping as soon as you arrive!

All right. I'll be there in a few moments.

Thank you. I'm sure they won't get into the wrong hands, then.

[she types: "Certainly not! I shall be expecting you, then."]

[And the happily goes down to the kitchen to make some food~]

[A little bit later, Issei knocks on her door.] This should be the right house...

[Somebody else that uses the door. How novel! :D]

Coming, dear~

[She opens it to let him in, smiling brightly.] Hello. Please be welcome in my home, Issei-kun.

[Issei smiles in return and bows slightly.] Thank you once again for allowing me to stay here. I appreciate it.

It's no trouble. [She likes his manners. What a pleasant young man!] Have you eaten? [Kasumi looks him over. No wounds that she can see, but still, he's so thin...]

I've had breakfast, and was just about to get to lunch when Rider started threatening me with death. So I'm afraid that I might have skipped that meal.

Then I would be happy to cook something for your lunch. [Standing in the hallway talking was a bit impolite of her...] Would you care to have a seat in the dining room?

Thank you very much. I'd be happy to. [He walks forward and sits in what he thinks is the dining room.] You're really very kind.

You're welcome. [Thoughtful.] Is there something specific you would like? I can make you anything you like. [She kept her fridge well stocked for such occasions.]

I don't need anything in particular. [Almost like he's reciting:] My father says a monk should be able to eat any kind of food without complains.

I see. [Something traditional, then, but nothing plain.] Chilled noddles and steamed vegetables, perhaps?

That sounds very nice. I'd love to have it.

[Luckily there was some in the fridge. She only needed to heat up the vegetables. :D]

[Comes back with the food on a tray a moment later, set out neatly in the traditional serving style.] Here you are.

Ah, thank you. You could join me, although I suppose you've already eaten. [He picks up his chopsticks and take a bite.]

I can still enjoy your company. [Takes a seat, pouring him some green tea from a kettle that appears out of nowhere. Then some for herself.]

[Takes a sip.] Your wounds are healed?

[He always knew women were capable of summoning tea kettles.] And I yours.

I think so. They've stopped being painful, at least. [He lifts up one of his hands to examine it - the beginnings of a scar is visible.] I think I'll be all right.

[Hammerspace was convenient like that.]

That is good. [She still looks concerned.] No lasting effects, I should hope?

Other than the scarring, none. I've been returned to full health.

[Another bite, and...] These noodles are delicous!

Wonderful! [She smiles in relief. Trials and thievery...well, he was stilling people's things, but surely such a nice young man had a good reason for it. Many people on the community did not think before they typed...then again, he was disrupting people's lives....]

Oh! [Such manners. Yes, it would be best to simply trust his intentions.] Thank you.

You're quite welcome. Do you cook often?

[He's glad someone believes that he had good intentions, at least.]

Indeed I do. [Three times a day or more. :D!] I am glad you like it, dear. Would you like some more? [A healthy appetite is a wonderful thing.]

[No other cooks in the house?] That would be very nice, thank you.

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