[ the voice DOES sound familiar. hell how can he not recognise it? he hears it quite literally everyday. ]
m-masumi-kun?
[ the voice DOES sound familiar. hell how can he not recognise it? he hears it quite literally everyday. ]
m-masumi-kun?
[ tsuzuru takes a step back, nearly bumping into the coffee table and flopping over. ]
what did— h-hello??
[ tsuzuru takes a step back, nearly bumping into the coffee table and flopping over. ]
what did— h-hello??
hey... just who is in here exactly? what's going on?
[ his tone is confused, but gentle, as it usually is. ]
hey... just who is in here exactly? what's going on?
[ his tone is confused, but gentle, as it usually is. ]
what in the…
[ the writer cautiously pokes it, rearing back right after. ]
what in the…
[ the writer cautiously pokes it, rearing back right after. ]
[ tsuzuru flinches. ]
what the hell—
[ there’s no way… ]
h-hello? i swear, is someone inside this stupid hat?
[ tsuzuru flinches. ]
what the hell—
[ there’s no way… ]
h-hello? i swear, is someone inside this stupid hat?
> that’s all! let’s have funsies !!
> that’s all! let’s have funsies !!