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comment_fic's "author's choice, author's choice, I can't, I'm busy. I've been walking around Tokyo on google maps for an hour." Mild Muraki/Tsuzuki.
MURAKI: Seeing you on the street just now was quite a welcome sight, Mr. Tsuzuki.
TSUZUKI: what? are you stalking me again?
M: Merely doing a little shopping. Sighting you from across the street came as a complete surprise
T: Why do I not believe you?.
M: I was wondering if you wouldn't mind joining me at a cafe for a cup of tea.
M: There's one I have in mind which has a red velvet cake that's to die for.
M: I could send you the address.
T: I can't, I'm busy. I've been walking around Tokyo on google maps for an hour.
M: Such a change. You sound as if you're trying to blow me off.
T: Cut the crap, Muraki. I'm on a case.
M: Oh? Would it break some protocol of the Ministry of Hades if I asked what this case involved?
M: Perhaps I could offer you some information: I do have my ear to the pavement here.
T: Oh yeah? Don't think I'm going to fall for that. I know the fees you charge.
T: Don't think I forgot about that poker game on the Queen Camellia.
M: The only fee I'd ask would be if you joined me for that cup of tea. Nothing more.
M: There has been trouble with an incubus lately, and I wondered if the Ministry had taken note
T: Don't tell me you've been snooping around in our case files.
M: I have many connections, but none that far.
M: I've treated some of the victims who'd barely survived the attack.
T: All right. Send me the damn address.
M: With pleasure, Mr. Tsuzuki
comment_fic's "author's choice, author's choice, I can't, I'm busy. I've been walking around Tokyo on google maps for an hour." Mild Muraki/Tsuzuki.MURAKI: Seeing you on the street just now was quite a welcome sight, Mr. Tsuzuki.
TSUZUKI: what? are you stalking me again?
M: Merely doing a little shopping. Sighting you from across the street came as a complete surprise
T: Why do I not believe you?.
M: I was wondering if you wouldn't mind joining me at a cafe for a cup of tea.
M: There's one I have in mind which has a red velvet cake that's to die for.
M: I could send you the address.
T: I can't, I'm busy. I've been walking around Tokyo on google maps for an hour.
M: Such a change. You sound as if you're trying to blow me off.
T: Cut the crap, Muraki. I'm on a case.
M: Oh? Would it break some protocol of the Ministry of Hades if I asked what this case involved?
M: Perhaps I could offer you some information: I do have my ear to the pavement here.
T: Oh yeah? Don't think I'm going to fall for that. I know the fees you charge.
T: Don't think I forgot about that poker game on the Queen Camellia.
M: The only fee I'd ask would be if you joined me for that cup of tea. Nothing more.
M: There has been trouble with an incubus lately, and I wondered if the Ministry had taken note
T: Don't tell me you've been snooping around in our case files.
M: I have many connections, but none that far.
M: I've treated some of the victims who'd barely survived the attack.
T: All right. Send me the damn address.
M: With pleasure, Mr. Tsuzuki