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[ perhaps you were following the feeling of something present, or maybe you're completely oblivious to that sort of thing and were just wandering around. either way, you've stumbled across a small copper offering bowl sitting on a rock in the park. chances are there's some sort of trinket in there already: a few coins, or a candy bar. maybe a feather or a strawberry.

there's a slightly worn bit of paper tucked under the bowl. "因果応報" has been carefully caligraphed onto it, with a translation in plainer writing underneath— "what goes around comes around."

will you leave something? ]

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[ VISIBLY TRYING TO KEEP A STRAIGHT FACE ]

...it's funny you would say that, actually.

I know it was a bad pun, you don't have to tell me.

[clearly she's referring to her being a spirit in general and not anything specific to do with him]

[ surely the weirdly good luck he'll have the next few days is completely unrelated. ]

—excuse me. There's no such thing as a bad pun, only an underappreciated one.

Edited 2017-07-23 06:17 (UTC)

[Nothing to do with anything.]

Spoken like a person who enjoys telling puns more than other people enjoy listening to them.

I enjoy listening to them, too! I'm opun minded like that.

[ NOW YOU'VE DONE IT ]

I'm leaving.

[Actually... going to start walking away...]

[ trots after him undeterred, laughing ]

Please, you left yourself wide open for that.

That doesn't mean you had to go for it.

[GRUMP]

My puns and I are a package deal.

Guess I have to stop talking to you now. It's so sad.

[He doesn't actually mean it.]

You say that as though it'll stop me in any sense.

I'm shocked that you would pun at someone trying to avoid you.

[No, he's not.]

Shocked, hmm?

[ wiggling her fingers at him, a lick of electricity winding around her hand to punctuate ]

Now you're just doing all the work for me.

That was an accident and you know it!

[Chuuya did nothing wrong!!]

And that isn't stopping me, either.

I'm leaving. This conversation can clearly only get worst if I stay.

Worse, or better?

[ a beat ]

...I'll try to ease up?

I guess I can forgive you if you try.

[ mournfully ]

The sacrifices I make for friends...

[ and then pops another candy into her mouth. ]

...Looks like you're enjoying those candies.

[Totally a thing that would be said by someone who has no idea where she got them.]

I like strawberry.

[ more than that, she loves offerings made with her preferences in mind. even aside from the whole god thing, it's always nice to be reminded that people think of you. ]

Did you buy them?

[plausible deniability.]

[ just

looks at him ]

[Looks back.]

What?

[He's way too tsun to just fess up, Kaiko, I'm sorry.]

[ si~ighs, in the most over the top patient way possible ]

Chuuya, please.