Health in Simplicity.

Oh, does something happen to be the matter? Please, do tell me if there seems to be a problem. I will do my best to help in the situation whether it is in regards of your health or otherwise. If you have an injury at any time, or feel unwell, I highly suggest seeing either myself or Dr. Ayame. O-or, if you have a bit of free time, then... We could have tea together too!

[a-real-hiro]

Bear With Me!! || Neil & Hiro

[animals-and-music-deactivated20]

“Name’s Neil.” With a rather bored voice, he retorted back. He was starting to feel a bit cramped in the small space, and his legs were starting to get a bit numb too due to the damp ground. Not paying as much heed to the bear who was now pacing about the opening, no longer trying to claw their way into the gap.

Bringing his back up against the stone wall, he started to rub at his legs and feet. Cringing a little at the strange feeling of pins and needles through his legs as he touched them. “If anything’s meant to be comfortable, I know my legs aren’t.” Huffing, he settled himself back down, grimacing at the numb feeling.

[a-real-hiro]

Hiro himself was starting to feel a bit suffocated, but nothing too much so that he would get overly-bothered by it. He did, however, feel quite bad for having involved Neil in this situation. Working through all the variables, he knew that he wasn’t the one fully responsible for dragging him into the problem, but still...

“If it gets too bad, then, we could stand together. Likely your legs wouldn’t fall asleep, and we’d have a bit more space to breathe as well,” he said, pushing his thumbs against one another and interlocking his fingers as he stared down at them. 

[a-real-hiro]

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5. My muse will take their shirt off. 

Hiro squinted slightly. Wait… W-was that right? His shirt… Oh, why him? With a gulp, the brunet grabs the bottom of his top and… Wait. It should be fine! He remembered that…

“Ah, r-right, I have a shirt underneath,” he swallowed, taking off his top and leaving on the navy blue long-sleeve that he had underneath.

[idreamofaquamarine]

It was hard not to feel gratitude for her friend, he truly was going to be a great doctor, just like Ayame. His patience was something that Lillian couldn’t help but appreciate, especially since she truly did just have two left feet. She tried to be careful, but she was always getting hurt in stupid ways. 

“Okay, I promise I won’t try to hide it when I hurt myself either then.” she said, nodding her head as she said so. Phillip would also be mad if she hurt herself and didn’t get it looked at, so she would be sure to keep that promise. It was hard not to feel somewhat blinded by such a genuine smile, though, and her face flushed once again, especially since he knew that he was referring to her in this instance. “Oh! Well, thank you! I definitely do… I stumble a little too much, I think, but… At least I don’t give up, right? Also, if I can ever help you out at all, just let me know! Hehe, I may be clumsy, but I still do a good job on my farm! I’m always happy to share!”

[a-real-hiro]

Hiro was glad to have heard her commitment, albeit being a little worried due to the fact that it was only stated now. What if she had been hiding some wounds before...? She wouldn’t do that, would she? ...Nevertheless, he was grateful. 

“Your determination and ability to maintain such a good reputation on your farm are a few of your most lovely qualities, Lillian. I’m a little envious myself,” he chuckled a bit. “But, yes. I’ll be sure to ask you if I happen to need a favor or something of the sort.”

He began to step away, turning around after giving a short bow after saying “Goodbye, then, I will be sure to see you around!”

[animals-and-music-deactivated20]

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24. My muse will tell you a bold faced lie

Staring straight at the other, sharp gaze staring right into Hiro’s eyes, Neil muttered to him with a very straight face. “I love sweets.” However deep down he was cringing, he actually absolutely hated the smell let alone the taste of desserts. 

[animals-and-music-deactivated20]

“…Yeah.” Blatantly admitting it, Neil wasn’t the least embarrassed. He really did hate sweets and desserts that much. “I feel sick even having to say that..” And now he was in a bad mood. 

[a-real-hiro]

“...”

Hiro was a little bit shocked, in all honesty. He... He didn’t like sweets? He himself loved them! However, realizing that he was a little too quiet for a little too long, he quickly replied, “A-ah, is that so? I see, I, er, will take quick note to make sure not to give you any sweets, then...”

...He could just keep this bag of candy behind him to himself...

[a-real-hiro]

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7. My muse will slap your muse.

Hiro swallowed. Oh, no. No, he couldn’t do that! Hurting people went against his profession and everything he worked for. Why were these games always so…odd?

“N-Neil,” the brunet stuttered out, lifting his hand up and—facepalming as he shook his head. “I can’t…”

[animals-and-music-deactivated20]

“Alright then.” Giving back a curt reply, Neil didn’t really mind if he got hurt or not. As if his job wasn’t bad enough with getting hurt since cows keep nudging at him not knowing their own strength. “Getting hurt would mean you have to do more work, but that’s alright isnt it?” 

[a-real-hiro]

Hiro gave an almost shy little smile paired with a nod. “...Yes,” he said, scratching lightly at his cheek as he looked down. “I am here to help, after all. It is my job to heal, not to harm... So, I-I don’t think that the either of us would be glad if I followed this dare. Right?”

[a-real-hiro]

I ain’t afraid of no ghost!

(◕‿◕✿) : A “cute” nose booping ghost has taken a liking to booping my muse’s nose repeatedly throughout the entire investigation. (1)

Today, Hiro found himself scrunching up his face often. He was simply walking, walking with Raeger, it seemed, and at the moment, nothing too weird was happening aside from that constantly appearing expression on the apprentice’s face. 

Hiro swatted at the space in front of him multiple times, and, apparently, at nothing. He seemed to not mind it at first, thinking that it was likely a leaf or something he didn’t see, but at this point, he was starting to become a bit bothered. 

A distressed look appeared on his face as he pinched at his nose and rubbed at it, trying to shoo away whatever was bothering him... 

[a-real-hiro]

"I ain't afraid of no ghost!"

(╯°□°）╯: An unseen entity has thrown an object that nearly hit my muse and when looking for the object, they discover that an old rusty knife spinning on the ground nearby. (4)

Hiro wasn’t really one to believe in paranormal anomalies. Stories about ghosts and such had interested him to a point, and at some times, scared him to the point where he couldn’t sleep at night, but, well... Usually, he had no stories to tell personally about them. 

That is, until just now. He had been reaching for the stethoscope that fell from his neck but had frozen solid when he found a knife spinning about nearby—and by frozen solid, it is worth noting that he was not moving, blinking, nor breathing. The only thing he could mutter out was: 

“M-M-M-Miss Sofia...”

[rpfunstuff]

Our muses are paranormal investigators! Send me a face for a starter:

[a-real-hiro]

(Or send me “I ain’t afraid of no ghost!” and I’ll use a random generator!)

(◕‿◕✿) : A “cute” nose booping ghost has taken a liking to booping my muse’s nose repeatedly throughout the entire investigation. (1)

Ƹ̵̡Ӝ̵̨̄Ʒ : Our muses see a light anomaly in the shape of what appears to be a butterfly but when one of them takes a picture of it, a grotesque face appears in the picture instead. (2)

ಠ_ಠ : Your muse claims to have been touched while investigating and my muse refuses to believe them as they have captured no other evidence. (3)

(╯°□°）╯: An unseen entity has thrown an object that nearly hit my muse and when looking for the object, they discover that an old rusty knife spinning on the ground nearby. (4)

(◣_◢) : Our muses investigate an area with a high number of UFO sightings and experience the phenomenon known as time loss. (5)

щ(ಥДಥщ) : Upon finding an old scrap of paper, you muse reads the strange words aloud and apparently summons some sort of evil entity. (6)

(॓_॔) : After my muse find an abundance of evidence, your muse admits to lying about the location as a prank but after your muse has a good laugh, they learn that an unseen force has locked them inside of the building that wasn’t supposed to be haunted. (7)

✖_✖ : Reports of demonic activity brings our muses to their location and after hours of no evidence, they finally discover a hidden room where what appears to be old blood and animal bones litter the floor. (8)

[doctor-trent-deactivated2018111]

Hiro and Trent || A phone call away.

[doctor-trent-deactivated2018111]

“Thats only because I’ve been in the field longer though!“ The doctor tried to be humble. It probably wouldn’t get him anywhere with the younger man. But he was here to be taught wasn’t he, so Trent should probably at least do that!

He moved from in the doorway, giving the other man access to the clinic. “Anyway, please come in!”

[a-real-hiro]

Hiro gave a nod as he stepped inside, making sure to scruff his shoes off of any lingering dirt or anything of the like before doing so. 

“Thank you for agreeing to help me, Dr. Trent,” he started. “I believe I will need as much advice as I can acquire.”

...If he was going to be as good as his father.

[a-real-hiro]

Storybook Meeting || Mary & Hiro

[mary-at-the-library]

It had been a long trip from Mineral Town to Konohana, but she didn’t feel tired. Instead she felt excited. Not only was she in a whole new place, somewhere far from home, but she was going to meet a friend for the first time. She’d been mailing Hiro for some time before going on this trip. Now she’d be able to talk to him, face to face.

After arriving in the village, Mary went to the town hall to reserve a room as Hiro suggested. The town’s mayor was a bit intimidating, but friendly. Once Mary received her room key it was her mission to find Hiro next.

Mary stepped outside into the bright sunshine. The place was so peaceful; she couldn’t help but wonder where was the best place to curl up with a good book. Her thoughts were interrupted when she heard her name. It took her by surprise, but only one person knew her name in this town.

“Hiro? Is that you?” she asked while walking over to him. 

[a-real-hiro]

She knew his name! Yes, it must’ve been her.

“Miss Mary,” he repeated, smiling brightly and genuinely as he tucked away the photo in the pocket of his pants. “You look as pretty as you do in the picture you sent me. I’m glad that you have actually come!” 

Due to his cultural habits, Hiro gave a steady bow. “How has your stay been so far?”

[a-real-hiro]

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5. My muse will take their shirt off. 

Hiro squinted slightly. Wait… W-was that right? His shirt… Oh, why him? With a gulp, the brunet grabs the bottom of his top and… Wait. It should be fine! He remembered that…

“Ah, r-right, I have a shirt underneath,” he swallowed, taking off his top and leaving on the navy blue long-sleeve that he had underneath.

[idreamofaquamarine]

Again, Lillian looked very pleased when he agreed with her, her arm falling back to her side and then behind her back, where she clasped her hands together. She giggled at him, feeling embarrassed by the amount of praise he had for her, although she was loving it. “Thanks, Hiro! I’m impressed with you, too! You’re always so hard at work! And well… If you weren’t here to patch me up, I’d have more than just tiny scars on my knees.” she reached up to rub the back of her neck sheepishly, her face feeling slightly warmer. She knew she was an uber clutz, and that she always made trouble for him, but it was nice to know that it hadn’t sullied his opinion of her. “I’m really grateful. I’ll try not to cause you too much trouble, though, I promise!”

[a-real-hiro]

Hiro blushed at the compliments, knowing better than to negate them. If he did that, then, well, the praise wouldn’t mean as much, and—several other factors here and there, this and that, psychology and whatnot. 

“Thank you,” he began. “But I am here to assist those who need assistance. Even if you have a simple cut, please don’t hesitate to see me. The reason as to why I am here is because of trouble.” The brunet smiled a smile that was a little bit bigger, more bright, per say. “In order to help those who stumble a little bit.”

[animals-and-music-deactivated20]

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24. My muse will tell you a bold faced lie

Staring straight at the other, sharp gaze staring right into Hiro’s eyes, Neil muttered to him with a very straight face. “I love sweets.” However deep down he was cringing, he actually absolutely hated the smell let alone the taste of desserts. 

[a-real-hiro]

Hiro squinted. That... Okay. There was something wrong with that comment. He didn’t know what it was, but he could’ve sworn...

“...Neil?” He started, head canting slightly to the side. “Are you, perhaps... Lying to me?”

[a-real-hiro]

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7. My muse will slap your muse.

Hiro swallowed. Oh, no. No, he couldn’t do that! Hurting people went against his profession and everything he worked for. Why were these games always so…odd?

“N-Neil,” the brunet stuttered out, lifting his hand up and—facepalming as he shook his head. “I can’t…”

[animals-and-music-deactivated20]

Sitting rather calmly in front of Hiro, he clicked his tongue. Why were they even playing this game? That was what he wanted to know. “It’s fine.” Giving back a short reply as he watched the other pull back. “I wasn’t expecting much of a hit from you anyway.” Smugly remarking back, as he leant forward his head resting in his hands.

[a-real-hiro]

Hiro scratched his cheek and rubbed his arm, eyebrows knitting slightly as he gave a nervous grin. “A-as long as no one gets hurt...” He said, attempting to avoid retorting the comment about his, er, slapping techniques. It was best not to dwell on it anyhow.

[a-real-hiro]

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5. My muse will take their shirt off. 

Hiro squinted slightly. Wait… W-was that right? His shirt… Oh, why him? With a gulp, the brunet grabs the bottom of his top and… Wait. It should be fine! He remembered that…

“Ah, r-right, I have a shirt underneath,” he swallowed, taking off his top and leaving on the navy blue long-sleeve that he had underneath.

[idreamofaquamarine]

Lillian was more than happy to hear that Hiro was happy with her, almost like a puppy being praised. Now that she didn’t have her brother around to praise her all the time, she was a sucker for it, and it showed. “Yep! I was extra careful today!” she informed him, although it was more that she’d just been lucky for once. Her cheeks coloured ever so slightly when he said he worried about her, and she waved off his concern, although it was definitely warranted in her case. “That’s sweet of you, but I’m usually okay! You don’t need to worry so much! I’m tougher than I look!”

That wasn’t necessarily true, but she lifted an arm and flexed, looking like the total goof that she clearly was.

[a-real-hiro]

Hiro couldn’t help but chuckle when she “showed off” her muscles to him. “Yes, I know you are,” he confirmed gently, smile ever natural and soft. “I believe I’ve checked your arms and such enough to realize. You do impress me, Lillian... Managing all of this farmwork and labor and still maintaining such a bright smile.” 

[a-real-hiro]

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5. My muse will take their shirt off. 

Hiro squinted slightly. Wait… W-was that right? His shirt… Oh, why him? With a gulp, the brunet grabs the bottom of his top and… Wait. It should be fine! He remembered that…

“Ah, r-right, I have a shirt underneath,” he swallowed, taking off his top and leaving on the navy blue long-sleeve that he had underneath.

[idreamofaquamarine]

Hiro was always so nervous, it was somewhat cute, even if Lillian knew she probably shouldn’t think that about the young man. She chuckled at the thought as she smiled up at him. “Hm, I guess that makes sense. It’s also a lot cooler where you work than where I work. Speaking of, no new injuries today! Aren’t you proud of me?” she joked, knowing that she was probably half of the business the doctor’s office got these days. 

[a-real-hiro]

“Ah, is that so?” Hiro smiled, genuinely relieved and happy to hear that she hadn’t hurt herself recently. Or, at least, that there was nothing to treat. Yes, business was business, but friends were friends. He was in this profession for healing, not for money, after all. “I’m more than glad to hear that. I admit that I often worry about you, Lillian.” 

[a-real-hiro]

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5. My muse will take their shirt off. 

Hiro squinted slightly. Wait… W-was that right? His shirt… Oh, why him? With a gulp, the brunet grabs the bottom of his top and… Wait. It should be fine! He remembered that…

“Ah, r-right, I have a shirt underneath,” he swallowed, taking off his top and leaving on the navy blue long-sleeve that he had underneath.

[idreamofaquamarine]

Lillian had been wondering why he was so nervous, until he finally seemed to realize what she had already known - he had on more than one shirt. The brunette giggled at him as he finally removed his outer layer. “Not so bad of a dare after all. Weren’t you hot under all those layers anyways?” she smiled up at him, amusement dancing in her purple gaze.

[a-real-hiro]

Hiro scratched his cheek, laughing a little bit nervously. He shakes his head gently. “No, I don’t believe I was. I’ve gotten used to this attire and wearing it every season, so...” He canted his head just a little bit to the left. “My body has learned to adjust.”

[a-real-hiro]

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16. My muse will cook your muse dinner.

“Oh, but of course,” he smiled brightly, finding this dare to not be much of a dare at all. “What would you like? I will try my best.”

[sofiadesaintecoquille]

“Hmm….” Sofia folded her hands beneath her chin. “How about something else from A PLACE FAR FROM WHERE YOU RESIDE?”

[a-real-hiro]

Hiro thinks for a moment, going over his options. “Ah, well, udon is normally popular in Konohana. I could make you kitsune udon!” He smiled brightly. He would be able to perfect his cooking if he did!

[a-real-hiro]

Storybook Meeting || Mary & Hiro

Hiro had been standing in front of the town hall, eyes up on the sky as he waited. Though his posture was calm, as was his expression , the apprentice was very, very excited. A smile had painted his face as he looked down at the photo he had in his hand of the young lady in glasses—his pen pal. 

She had come into Konohana. She really had, and he was ever eager to actually meet her in person! He would put on his best first impression. Er, second impression. First face-to-face impression...? Nevertheless, he was determined to leave a good mark in her book.

When he sees a figure step out of the town hall, Hiro turns immediately, blinking once as he sees someone who looked uncannily similar to the picture he had gotten in the mail.

“...Miss Mary?”