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[glossophobia]

🧙 WHO: Rosho and Sasara
⚔️️ WHAT: Sasara finally has a talk with Rosho about Rei's mysterious disappearance
🕒 WHEN: July (pre- monthly event)
🗺️ WHERE: the sasaro house
⚠️ WARNINGS: n/a

[ Rosho wipes his brow then removes his glasses in order to wipe away the heat of the noodles he's just finished removing from the strainer. After a quick once-over at the stove and everything he's prepared, he decides that food is finally ready. He can only hope it tastes as good as he wants it to. Meeting up with Hifumi might have been a bit of an agonizing experience with the exuberance of two annoyingly loud and chipper people with his company, but at least he was able to get a lot of good cooking tips from the meet-up. He's more used to making budget ramen back at home, so this tonkotsu tsukemen he gave a whack at is way out of his usual comfort zone, but its hard to mess up ramen in any form, right? Even if he knows he made a bit too much in terms of noodles.

Picking up his phone from nearby, he checks his messages and finds no reply. There's also no sign of any attempted call. He frowns as he looks at the overabundance of what he made. If Rei doesn't come, at least he knows Sasara has a big enough appetite to go through everything, but still...

While not a mind-reader, Rosho's kuda-gitsune catches on to its owner's actions seeing as he's done this same song and dance over the past few weeks, and chirps up eagerly.

REIREI? REIREI COME?

Rosho looks at him and his wagging tail and can only shake his head. ]

No... I don't think so. Not today.

[ He puts the phone into his back pocket and decides he'd might as well stop trying to expect some sort of response for the rest of the night. He doesn't know how long its been since he last talked to Rei, but it feels like its been forever. From what he's heard, the Roost is staying pretty active, so at least he knows Rei is working. He must be around doing something. He just... won't speak to him or Sasara. And he still doesn't understand why.

Rosho sighs heavily as he speaks to his familiar again. ]

Can ya go get Sasara and tell him dinner's ready?

[ Unfortunately, Archimedes decides it doesn't want to take care of this favor, and even just the mention of Sasara makes him bristle. At least instead of the slew of insults it'd normally make it decides to just disappear in a poof of smoke, leaving Rosho alone and frustrated. ]

Honestly, how long's he gonna keep holding on to this grudge for? [ He grumbles quietly then just gets to work on starting to move the noodles over to the dinning table, calling out to Sasara who he has left waiting in the living room. ]

Sasara, come help me set the table! I'm finished!

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[whosaysdajare]

[ It's best not to talk about it... his secret policy remains, and suddenly Sasara and Rei are, despite everything, on the same page again. He's shrugged off Rosho's questions, maybe even refined the practice over the last few weeks. It's not not like Rei to be off on his own after all. Sasara has continued working at the Roost too. The differences are subtle. If it were another way, though, trying to get into contact with the old man wouldn't be left to Rosho alone, for one.

Getting together with Shinjuku's host made for a change of pace, but Sasara can't say he hasn't been thinking about Rei, and yet pretended that his absence doesn't bother him or make him wonder.

Teh—! He can hear chittering in the kitchen. If it was him with the animal magic, there'd be a big fight of Sasara and that regrettably nimble pipe fox bickering even more often! Like this, he's left to knock the contents of his creative mess around, pushing pens and "thumbing" through magazines with half a mind.

That little punk of a familiar...! He oughta ask Rosho what it said again. ]

Eh? Already!? [ Comfortable scrolling through his phone, any online services available here. ] Ya said a while longer! [ It doesn't dawn on Sasara that those things are just said to keep him out of the kitchen, or at least that he ended up so preoccupied. He gets up even through his complaints, though. ]

Aahhh... [ And stretches, but it ain't like he can go about setting up without making noise. ] Seriously, Rosho, ya don't think it's easier to order in?

[ Not that his partner can't cook! Living a bachelor life of luxury back in Osaka, Sasara's kitchen probably hasn't been used more than a handful of times. ] You're off at work all day, then getting home to make dinner...!

[ Don't worry, don't worry—! He's still setting the table meanwhile. ]