UNDEAD

“We're colourblind from the black and white But we've never burned so bright” AU Rei Sakuma. Affiliated with Kinged

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🌸||Blood Blossom

laminaerosea​:

Nezuko was passed out for a good while. Her consciousness faded in and out and finally became more alert when she heard the beeping from Sakuma’s phone when he dialed the police. “Nngh..” She blinked slowly, her vision hazy as she lifted her head to focus on the dark blur before her.

Sakuma remained on the phone even as the girl stirred, his eyes widening in surprise as he left it to dial, slightly pulling the phone away from his ear so that he could better hear the girl if needed. “Hey.. Are you..?” Alright? Clearly that wasn’t the case here. He was bewildered that such a young girl that had suffered such extensive injuries could still cling to life like this, but perhaps it had something to do with her powers. The young vampire had smelled and even tasted her blood so he could tell right away she wasn’t a normal human, but that didn’t mean he knew what her powers were. Whatever she had it was likely either that keeping her alive or pure tenacity. 

“Try to hold on. I’ll call for an ambulance right away.” Surprise quickly gave way to concern and frustration. What was taking these people so long to pick up? “Tch!” He clicked his tongue, his finger tapping against his cell phone impatiently, his feelings boiling over into anger. He wasn’t one to give into anger so easily, but when someone’s life hung in the balance it gave rise to intense feelings. The female before him stirred once more and he trained his gaze back on her, focused his attention fully on her instead of his raging emotions. 

What came next he wasn’t prepared for. Once more the vampire’s eyes widened, mouth agape as he watched how the young female’s legs healed seamlessly before his very eyes. It wasn’t just the fact that she had healed but now he couldn’t recall a single moment since she’d regain consciousness the impression that she’d ever felt pain. Sakuma had simply chocked it up to shock but perhaps.. 

Finally the dial tone ceased and a calm and collected voice spoke up on the other end. Sakuma terminated the call and dropped his hand to his side, his grip still tight on his cellphone. She must be a strain with self regenerative abilities.. Perhaps one that could not feel any pain.. Of the first thought he was sure of but the second wasn’t conclusive. “Hello.” He returned the greeting and for the first time since he’d encountered her gave her the most relieved and friendly smile he could muster.

 “I’m glad you’re alright.. Are you alert?” There were many questions he wanted to ask her but even if she could regenerate or perhaps even return from the dead it didn’t mean she wasn’t disoriented. “How many fingers am I holding up?” He raised his free hand and made a peace sign which indicated two fingers. 

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Calling All Kings - Sakuma && You?

genkiangel​:

Yuuka wasn’t particularly good at judging other’s (at least not consciously), trusting others fairly easily and putting their faith in them. Rei didn’t seem to be the kind of person who wanted to hurt others for no reason, and that was enough for her. Kings were incredibly powerful…and dangerous. Wouldn’t it have been bad for everyone if he were a bad person? The girl let her hands first drop to her side after releasing his, then held them behind her back as she swayed back and forth in a carefree manner. 

So, Rei-chin claimed to be old…but was he actually? Ghouls and vampires and things like that didn’t actually exist, did they…? “You’re old? But Rei-chin, you really don’t look that old. So you must be a vampire or something…woah, that’s really cool! How old are you then?” Her excitement over the ‘discovery’ was odd enough, but she seemed to be in high spirits regardless of the weird direction their conversation was going. It was rude to ask old people their ages, but that rarely ever occurred to her. Besides, the respect she might’ve given a middle aged man wasn’t present because Rei looked so youthful.

At first glance Yuuka wouldn’t have thought anything about them was even somewhat similar, but now she was starting to see a few parallels. Her playful smile remained, even when a look at his teeth made her even more sure that he must’ve been some kind of immortal vampire.

The other interesting thing about him aside from his odd way of speaking was the mention of having adoring fans…was this someone that she was supposed to know? Really, she only paid attention to the gacha games on her phone and her own shows…maybe he was actually someone really important? “Yuuka’s the same, kind of. I’d be happy if my fans can keep coming to see my all the time! Are you an actor or something?”

“Correct, young lady.” Sakuma’s smile only broadened as she made the connection to his strain-like abilities. “Ah, my age..” At this he faltered once more, his smile quickly turning awkward as he rubbed a finger to his cheek. “I.. lost count.” Would that even suffice? At this point he was determined to drop the subject and move on at any cost. 

“No, not an actor. Well, a performer.. of sorts.” The man straightened up and dropped his hand to his side as he placed the other on his hip. “I’m in an idol group called UNDEAD. I won’t say something like we’re a very popular group since we do cater to a specific crowd.” Their shows were always at night and many of their fans were either rock enthusiasts or into the occult. Then there were the weird ones who came and asked if he sparkled in the sunlight and wondered if that’s the real reason he avoided the sunlight. Sakuma was oblivious to whatever this was in reference to. 

“But enough about me. What about you? You mention having fans of your own, right? Hm..” Sakuma raised his hand to his face, cupping his chin as he narrowed his eyes in thought. “If I had to wager a guess..” She looked young and she was pretty. There’s no way she could be an actress considering her brutal honesty. Whatever it was he didn’t recognize her from anything but that was to be expected. He generally had a very full schedule with little down time.

“I want to say either a model or an idol yourself.” The man uncupped his chin and snapped his fingers in a show of dramatics, which was what he was all about. “Well? Did I guess right?” He questioned her, lips curling into a knowing grin. He was no Sherlock Holmes but he was pretty confident he’d narrowed it down.

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Calling All Kings - Sakuma && You?

nxrihisago​:

Narihisago hummed in thought a little as he listened to the explanation and nodded. “I imagine a meeting between kings should be done more privately, and most people aren’t so inclined to go somewhere like that, and especially without the sun out.”

The mention of his blood was definitely weird to Narihisago. So this young man had some power that let him sense his blood somehow, definitely. Was he strain? No, definitely not. A strain wouldn’t want to meet all of the kings. So that meant…

“No, I am not a king, nor am I a clansman. But I do have powers.” Narihisago felt he could let this man know. “Although I imagine you’re probably a king yourself, right?”

“I guess you want to meet the other kings to make sure you don’t run into any problems down the line, huh? Or I’m just making assumptions.” Narihisago shrugged a little. “Unfortunately, I’m not in any direct contact with any kings, though I’ve had experience with the blue clan.” He grinned a little. “Unless my guess is correct and you are a king. Then you’d be the only king I’ve had direct contact with.”

“That’s correct! Astute observations. Every one of them.” The fact that he caught on and understood so quickly as to his intentions, It appeared he was dealing with a rather sharp strain. Though his observational powers could have been entirely unrelated. So far it seemed his efforts had only been regarded as... creepy, so one could imagine Sakuma’s relief at this most refreshing exchange. 

“I see... That is a shame..” Sakuma’s jubilant smile faded, replaced by a troubled frown, his lips turning into a thin line as he knit his brows. “Most King’s, as far as I am aware, surely have met with the Blue King at least once. He is quite.. devoted to his job.” There was emphasis on that word for lack of a better term. Munakata was very keen at sniffing out interesting fellows, though that came with the job.

The frown faded and was once more replaced with that kind smile of his and with the dramatics that came with his job and persona, he placed a hand over his heart and extended the other out to the side, his legs crossed over one another as if in an informal bow. “As to properly answer your earlier question.. Yes, I am a King. My name is Rei Sakuma and I hold the title of Blood King.Though I am most active as an idol. My job takes up much of my time.”

Sakuma chuckled just a little then stood up straight, dropping his hands to his sides. “I would like to ask a small favor of you if you’d be so kind.. But first, may I ask your name?”

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Calling All Kings - Sakuma && You?

genkiangel​:

The way that Rei spoke stood out to even someone as generally unobservant and forgetful as Yuuka, to the point where she didn’t think it’d leave her mind even after they went their separate ways. He couldn’t have been much older than her…he looked to have maybe two or three years on her at the most, and yet he spoke in a manner that seemed to imply he was many years her senior. His manner of speech kind of reminding her of the kind old geezer who had taken her in after the death of her parents. Even so, Rei wasn’t that old…was he?

“Mm…that’s true. Only a weirdo would go hanging around a graveyard at night,” Yuuka responded bluntly, unaware that her comment likely implied that Rei was the type of weird person she was talking about. Her lax smile indicated that she meant no harm with the comment, and held out his flier to return to him once she was finished scrutinizing it. She had gotten her point across, more or less it seemed.

She couldn’t help but raise an eyebrow upon hearing his motive for wanting to organize a nighttime meeting with as many kings as possible present. So he wanted a truce of sorts between the kings? An alliance? Even someone like her felt as if it wasn’t entirely possible considering the circumstances. It seemed like new kings were popping up here and there all of a sudden due to whatever was going on with the slates so even if he managed form alliances with some, would there ever be a way of truly reaching everyone? It sounded like an impossible task. Certainly not one she was up to. “Oh, I see…you know…don’t you think you kinda speak like an old geezer?” To her, that was the most important topic at hand. Why did talking to him make her sound like an infant? If he really was a vampire or ghoul or something, then he was probably super old. But this guy seemed pretty human to her, aside from the strange, night time graveyard thing.

“Ehh, it’s your first time? Yuuka’s too! I’m Yuuka Teramoto, the White King. It’s nice to meet you, Rei-chin!” Out of of habit, she reached out one hand to take his in a handshake, but then reached out her other hand as well, lightly gripping his hand with both of her own. This was her usual strategy at the many handshake events where she interacted with fans, although it somehow made its way into her day to day life. Not that she shook many hands outside of work or official business in the first place. The small concern she usually might’ve had about how she addressed her elders wasn’t present here at all. If anything, she figured a youthful nickname would make him remember that he wasn’t a sixty year old man. At least, she didn’t think he was.

His question brought her little difficulty. Not a single thought seemed to go through her head as she answered him with the same brutal honesty that she had used all evening. “About that…there’s nothing! As a king, I don’t really have any aspirations or something. I just want to continue with work as normal and be loved by lots of people! But that has nothing to do with me being a king. I don’t want being a king to get in the way of the things I love…or something like that,” she explained with an odd twinkle in her eye, unable to stop herself from thinking of how much she enjoying being on the stage. She didn’t mind being a king, but if it got in the way of being an idol, then she was sure she would’ve hated it. Fortunately, there were no problems of that sort so far.

Yuuka’s words were like an arrow that pierced at his heart. His eyebrow twitched only slightly but that kindly smile of his remained intact. The smile she wore alluded that her words were free of malice. She appeared to be the type that spoke her mind without reserve. He didn’t hate that kind of thing though. This honesty was a little amusing even though it stung a bit. 

Rei accepted the flier without complaint but didn’t comment on her views of those who casually hung out in graveyards.Though just as he accepted it he balked once more as she commented on his speech. Ah, that.. It had become a bad habit of his.. How did he explain it? It had arisen from him just being overly dramatic and making excuses for himself.. Maybe it was just better to keep up with the ruse. 

“Well.... It’s because my body isn’t as youthful as it once was.” There was a bit of a strained undertone to his words as he tried to explain the reasoning behind it. “I am.. quite old, actually.” Old was just his code word for being overly clumsy. There was nothing wrong with his body.. The only thing that was off was his equilibrium at times. 

“R-Rei-chin?” By this point he was completely taken aback by her behavior. First there was her brutal honesty, now her overly friendly nickname, and the way she clasped his hand in both of hers. Rei still hung strong to his earlier assessment that she was a good person at heart though her upbringing was questionable. The nickname wasn’t something that bothered him much and at the moment there were more pressing matters to address.

Once she’d finally gotten around to answering the one question he was most curious about he found that for once in their entire exchange he wasn’t surprised. Even so, he still went quiet for a moment as his mind thought over it. “So we are the same then.” Once more he put on that friendly smile of his, a wide grin that surely flashed off his pearly white canine teeth. 

“Truth be told, I am very happy with my life and don’t want anything to get in the way of that. I feel the same as you.. But that’s why I needed to do this to protect this city. I have a lot of adoring fans whose smiles I wish to preserve. But.. I am glad to find a King who won’t be a cause for alarm in this city.”

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Calling All Kings - Sakuma && You?

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genkiangel‌:

It was a flier, not a note. If she had even heard him say it, then she certain didn’t seem to be paying much attention. She did however, have an answer for his question. The flier was beyond creepy to her, from the font and design choices, to the actual wording. That was perhaps the worst part of it all: a nighttime meeting a graveyard seemed exciting to her, but even she couldn’t deny that it looked like a creepy (and poorly thought out) plot to get all the Kings in one place. Was it possibly a poor assassination attempt? There was no way she’d be as foolish to wander into such a place by herself at night…mostly due to the fact that she ignored the blue clan’s attempts to contact her, and running into Munakata would leave her unable to escape the situation. “Well, let’s see…”

“For starters, the text is all red. Plus you’re asking for people to meet you in a graveyard at night…it’s creepy…but it does sound kind of fun! What’s this meeting about?” Bright eyes finally looked away from the odd flier and landed on the face of the man before her, who made what she found to be a strange comment about…blood. “Yuuka’s blood? Are you a ghoul?!” Truthfully, she was thinking of the term vampire, but the word hadn’t come to mind, and she had recently played a mobile game all about the monsters known as ghouls…it wouldn’t be a lie to say they were on the mind. 

Was it safe to let him know of her king status? Perhaps not, but it didn’t occur to her. This stranger was a peculiar one based on how he spoke, and she liked that. Not that she had any room to talk.

“Ehh, how did you figure me out? I don’t think I look very much like a King…but you’re right! Why are you trying to get the Kings all together? I definitely don’t wanna do something like that.” Her carefree tone was nothing like the the blue king Munakata, or even the Homra’s king, the young Anna. For someone without such senses as Sakuma had, it would be terribly difficult to even guess she had any relation to kings. She spoke like an average teenager who was protesting against school uniforms or doing homework.

Sakuma listened with calm interest as the girl before him didn’t hold back any punches on her assessment of what she listed were problems with his flier. How strange that she would call it creepy yet fun all in the same breath. He responded to her question with a chuckle. “Youth these days are so refreshingly honest..” He mumbled it more to himself than her.

Sakuma placed his hands on his hips as he smiled at the girl. “The red text is attention getting, no? As for the time and place..” If he had to give a proper reason it was because he felt most comfortable with both but she was already regarding him as a strange, creepy person. He wasn’t so oblivious and daft to list his true reasons though there was another more suitable answer he could give. 

“I figured a late night meeting in a graveyard would remain undisturbed.” Seldom few wandered into a graveyard that late at night unless they were up to no good. They would be away from prying eyes and ears for the most part. And if some wayward person strayed in they would probably be put off by whatever group he could gather for the night. 

“I wouldn’t expect all the King’s to look alike, but seeing one so young made to be one..” So someone this young could be granted frightening power.. She had inadvertently answered his inward question. Then she couldn’t tell that he was a King as well. “I want to a hold a peaceful talk with all the King’s. If possible I would like to foster an alliance.” From the way the young girl spoke it was as if she didn’t want to get caught up in any of it. Her fresh honesty aside, Sakuma got the feeling that she wasn’t a bad person.

“Well.. “creepy” flier aside it led me to you. My name is Rei Sakuma and I am the Blood King. This is my first time meeting another King.” He gave the girl a kindly smile and held out his hand. “Would you be interested in an alliance with me? I’m not asking you to go out of your way to do anything you don’t want to. If you don’t want to come to the meeting then that’s fine as well. All I want is to know what your aspirations are as a King.”

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🌸||Blood Blossom

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When Nezuko finished work that evening she bid farewell to the Florist and raced home to see her brother. The best part of her day was when she got to see him and so she skipped along the sidewalk, humming the tune to some song she’d heard playing in the shop earlier that day that had stuck with her. The place she worked at was located on a street that was lined with shops. Traffic tended to be heavy during certain times of the day at night, but right now there were hardly any cars going by. Even so, she would obey the rules of the road as dictated by her brother, who was very thorough about Nezuko being careful. 

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The night was eerily silent and empty. The streets that were normally packed with cars were practically silent. After Sakuma had finished playing a show that night with his group he decided to take a stroll in the town. It was a warm night so he decided to forgo his jacket in favor of an airy, black t-shirt and black jeans. He hadn’t made it far when his nose picked up the all too familiar scent of blood.

Now normally being able to smell the blood of others wasn’t anything unusual. It was akin to when you passed by an eatery and caught a whiff of whatever food they were cooking. Sakuma hated the smell and taste of blood. If he had to describe it, it was like smelling broccoli although faint. However this smell caused him to almost gag and press his nose into his forearm. This blood smelled strong and it only got stronger the more he walked onwards. 

When he arrived at the intersection his head was already dizzy. The deep pool of red on the road and the trail across the sidewalk would have disturbed anyone. The amount someone had to bleed surely would have killed them. He almost didn’t want to know but followed the trail into an alley. “Poor girl..” he muttered under his breath, crestfallen at the sight before him.

The girl was sitting in a pool of her own blood, legs missing below the knees and he dared to be put off by the smell alone. How horrible.. He had no way of knowing if the girl was still alive or not, but assumed that no one could have survived after that. He was surprised she even had the strength to drag herself from the scene of the crime. 

The least he could do was try to stop the bleeding. Sakuma dipped his finger into the pool and begrudgingly brought it to his lips, his tongue lapping it up just once. His eyes and hands glowed a deep crimson as he willed the blood to stop flowing from her stumps. The blood congealed and hardened, stopping the flow completely. The glow faded and he closed his eyes as he held a prayer in his thoughts and hoped that she did not suffer much. Content with that he reached into his pocket and dialed the police. 

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XKit is being a pain today so if I butchered anything I am so sorry.

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Calling All Kings - Sakuma && You?

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genkiangel‌:

Today she headed home after a small performance and handshake event at her usual venue, dressed in casual clothes from her personal wardrobe. Idol or not, she felt as if the cute look suited her…adorable patterns, skirts, and hair accessories were the norm. Her fans had dispersed awhile ago, so she had no concerns about anyone recognizing her. It wasn’t as if she was even close to being a household name, but that had nothing to do with her goals anyway. Lacking in clansmen, the white king planned to put posters up advertising her auditions, but only after she finished with her scouting. She couldn’t have just anyone coming out of the woodwork to join her clan.

“Eh?…There!” As she began to mentally check out, she was drawn out of her thoughts by a paper flying straight past her face. It didn’t take much thought for her to reach out and snatch it, as animated as ever as she looked to see what she had gotten. The voice of the older man didn’t even reach her ears…or rather his words went in one ear the out the other. 

“Ehhh? What’s up with this creepy note?”

The paper that Sakuma had struggled to grasp and that fluttered past him so lazily while he flailed about like an octopus was laughable when the young girl before him caught it with such ease. As he approached her he noticed her eyes scanning the content of the page and smiled. Fliers were meant to be read and if she was part of his chosen audience or had information it was all the more better. However, the vampire stopped dead in his tracks at her response to it.

“Huh..? Creepy?” Rather than look offended, the man wore a perplexed expression as he studied the girl. “Young lady, that isn’t a note. It’s a flier. And what is creepy about it?”

Sakuma blinked as vivid red eyes moved from the female to the paper she was holding and thought on her words. If a passerby had those thoughts in mind after reading such an important flier, would his intended audience feel the same? Was it the font? The lack of information? It couldn’t be the meeting place or the time, could it? 

Putting that aside, he could tell this wasn’t some random passerby. “You have interesting blood, young lady. Are you by any chance a King?” He had no idea if it was his powers as a strain or a King that allowed him to tell the difference, but her blood smelled much more potent in comparison to a regular human’s. It was interesting that the powers granted to them could influence one’s blood in this way.

When he interacted with other strains and clansman there wasn’t quite that vibe that he’d gotten from the Blue King. As a person, the Blue King’s aura was on another level but this girl had something that seemed familiar with Munakata. The mannerisms between the two were certainly galaxies apart but that something special was there. Could she sense it from him too, he wondered, or was that simply just a power that select few such as himself held.

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troubled Sakuma Rei  [Ensemble Stars! - episode 16]

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Calling All Kings - Sakuma && You?

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nxrihisago‌:

Narihisago wasn’t ready to go home just yet. Normally, he would finish his work with Scepter 4 then wander the city until he had exhausted himself and returned to his apartment sometime before nightfall. Tonight, however….

He looked up at the sky, his expression touched by the morosity that hung about him. Light pollution in the city rendered the stars invisible, but he could still find the moon beginning its ascent for the night. Something about the nighttime soothed him. Perhaps it was the lack of people in comparison to the day, although given the size of Shizume, the streets were anything but empty.

He’d noticed a young dark-haired man scrambling to catch a piece of paper, ultimately losing his grasp on it. Just as he was asking for help, it began to pass by Narihisago’s head, and he reached up and caught it just before it slipped outside of his reach as well.

Curiosity getting the better of him, Narihisago’s eyes scanned the words on the flyer. “Hmm…” Narihisago knew the paper wasn’t meant for an unaffiliated strain like him, but the message on it intrigued him nonetheless.

“Interesting choice of meeting place,” he commented as he approached the young man to return the paper. “It’s a bit close to the meeting time as well, isn’t it?” He knew word could spread to the kings fast, but he still found it odd that the man decided to hang up the advertisements at night rather than during the day to give them more time to gain attention.

“Mm, nice save.” Sakuma offered up a smile to the stranger as he walked right up to him. He wasn’t surprised when the other man’s eyes looked over the content of the paper. In fact, if he were a King or a clansman then him reading it was absolutely essential.

Sakuma chuckled as he lifted a hand to rub the back of his neck. “Graveyard’s are quiet. Especially at night. I know it’s short notice but it’s one city. If even one shows up it’ll be a win.” He dropped his hand and tilted his head as he studied the person in front of him. 

“Your blood is different from a normal human’s. Are you a King? Perhaps a clansman? Hm.. No, not a King..” If King’s were anything like Munakata then it was safe to infer that they all had a different vibe about them. It wasn’t just their blood. 

“As for the meeting time, well.. I’m well aware it seems short notice, but I’ll be holding this meeting every night if I must. The power of a King is a frightening thing, therefore I want to meet up with all of the them at any cost.” His work could be put on hold for the time being if it was needed. “If you happen to know any King’s and can spread the word it’d be a big help.”

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Calling All Kings - Sakuma && You?

WANTED ALL SHIZUME CITY KING’S TO MEET AT SHIZUME CITY GRAVEYARD FOR A VERY IMPORTANT MEETING AT 10PM

In hindsight, perhaps tacking up posters all over the city at night wasn’t his greatest idea, but Sakuma didn’t know how else to do it. He’d been caught up to date on the history of King’s and strains thanks to repeated meetings with one Scepter 4 Captain. Events of catastrophic proportions could be traced back to a King whose powers went berserk and eliminated miles and miles completely off the map or an entire clan that waged war on other clans that invited devastation in their wake. Sakuma was having none of that.

 It was most ideal if everyone got along and what better way to do that then to meet with all the King’s and propose a peace treaty. He was already in alliance with Scepter 4 and no matter how much he pressed the Blue King for information on the other King’s he just wouldn’t budge. Naturally, Sakuma had to take things into his own hands. 

The raven haired man stepped back, hands on his hips as he admired his handiwork. The wanted poster he’d just finished smoothing out and taped to a light post looked warped. It wasn’t big enough and therefore one would have to walk the circumference a few times to make out what was being said. People could be noisy and curious so perhaps this would work out to his advantage in the end. 

“Mhm, on to the next.” the male nodded with a small, assured smile as he pulled out another white paper with glaring red text. It was eight at night currently so he still had a few hours before the meeting. “Let us see now.. This one will go... here! Ah!” With his focus solely on his surroundings as he sought out a viable surface, the paper within his light grasp was carried off by the wind and blew past him. Sakuma spun around, hands outstretched and flailing wildly in an attempt to catch the poster to no avail each time. 

Perhaps it was better to let it go and save himself the trouble, and the thought would have crossed his mind if it weren’t currently fluttering towards the nearest passerby. “Could you catch that for me?”

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Ensemble Stars! || Rei Sakuma Episode 3