♛ TRASH KING

we're like the blood in our veins. we must flow without stopping. keep the oxygen moving, and your mind working. q: "kuroo isnt trash and im offended" a: click this

[lixorei-blog]

why do we need coins in this game, what do we do with them. they're basically useless

[kozuneko]

It’s pretty easy to ignore exaggerative tones, teasing sentiments characteristic of Kuroo, though time has told that he really is a kinder person despite some trouble he stirs up. Rather, what’s more catching of Kenma’s attention is the way he seems to halt with his eyes on the picture, cutting off even mid-sentence, and it only takes a moment for him to decide he doesn’t really care to watch his friend’s expression turn to disbelief. He’ll wait for that reaction to pass given the chance, thanks. It’s not malicious surprise, but he already knows full well that he’s not really the type one would expect any idol to even give the time of day, never mind being engaged to.

Instead his gaze traces in an arc along the floor, finding nothing in particular that he can pretend to have become interested in, and instead peering back to fiddle with his phone while he replies. A quiet, indifferent seeming agreement is provided for his commentary about Kenma’s waifu, and the expressions of the older go largely ignored by Kenma. Well, it’s weird, but it would be a lie to say something like that hadn’t come to mind already. Its only after the congratulations, (which also feels kind of weird, to be congratulated on who you’re assigned to,) has passed that he brings his wide eyes back up to mull over an answer to give him.

“She… has a lot of energy.” Which is a given, really; Honoka is practically the main protagonist and leader of μ’s. That doesn’t make it any less overwhelming at some points to someone as comparatively dull as Kenma. “Her birthday hasn’t passed yet, and I guess I’m still staying with Ene, so it’s just an engagement. She’s nice, though. She wants to do lots of things together.” There’s a short pause as he considers the topic, but he gives a shrug after a moment. “It’s not a big deal, this happens a lot - getting reassigned… Except for you, I guess…”

At least his comment isn’t meant as a bad thing. For someone who deals with people as well as Kenma, he’d willingly trade his position in a second, but that kind of possibility is doubtful. At least if he’s been set to someone nice like Honoka, it’s not as bad as it could be.

[lixorei-blog]

     Naturally, Kenma isn’t very receptive to his teasing -- he’s always been that way, but beneath it all, both of them know that Kuroo never means much by it. It’s almost instantaneous, too -- Kuroo’s comprehension of the reason why Kenma had chosen to point that out first. In nearly all aspects of what he does (aside from video games, which only require furious movement of the thumbs), while Kenma’s analytical mind isn’t one to be reckoned with, the amount of energy needed to sustain a certain activity is quite Up There, on Kenma’s list of factors to consider.

     "What can I say? Being a single dad has its perks, I suppose.” He finds himself using expressions that he’d never thought he’d hear himself use, but those are the cards that life here handed him, it seems. In a way, the novelty of using such a phrase to refer to himself is somewhat thrilling. Regardless, it’s a quiet household; not that he truly minds it, though. “But, having Ene inside your phone seems pretty handy. Like having a portable mom, or something.” Kuroo lifts a finger, to tap at Kenma’s phone screen -- wonders if Ene would appear, if he did that.

     “Anyway... You said her birthday was coming up. Are you going to get her a gift?” He leans forward, clearly curious in figuring out Kenma’s plans, if they exist. (Pondering, he’s more on the side that they don’t exist yet, but Kenma never ceases to surprise him.) “You should get her something nice -- something that conveys your feelings, you know,” he adds, in a tone that seems far too knowing, one corner of his lips quirking upwards, in a smile.

     “While I know Honoka isn’t your #1 favorite idol, you’re still fond of the whole idol unit, aren’t you? It’d kind of be like a fan present.” His head tilts to the side, as he continues, thoughtfully. “--except: you already live with her, so getting the present to her would be pretty easy, already.”

[miss-cigarettes]

쿠로오 || 모래 [@Kurooxmore] ※Permission to upload this was given by the artist

[muchinery]

all captains gather in daichi’s house after practice good luck kicking them out someone stop me  ?? ? Based on this

[badjura]

starting up tha kingsman AU that i had been hoping to draw since seeing the film, kuroo’s def an agent of provocation

[lixorei-blog]

why do we need coins in this game, what do we do with them. they're basically useless

[kozuneko]

More like him, huh? Well maybe it’s a little true. The text is copied and pasted into his own name box, before Kenma returns to the scoreboards in curiosity of how quickly the names would update. His attention is distantly focused on Kuroo as he compares the gems he still has saved to the goal he’s set for himself (and subsequently for Kuroo) to stay on the leaderboard, but it seems to come back to full rather suddenly when a key word is mentioned. ‘Honoka’

"Aah?" It’s a small vocalization, but if anybody would catch the interest in it, it would be Kuroo. Aside from that, wide and catlike eyes are very carefully trained on the other as Kenma watches his childhood friend speak and waits to hear the full story of what occurred. Of course, the screen does show exactly what Kuroo lists: one SR Eli, and one UR Honoka. There’s a slow blink and he considers the choices he has for his response, (—"You got lot of URs you don’t need”, “Good job on your new Eli"—) but what he decides on doesn’t quite fit the other two.

"You shouldn’t trick an idol, Kuroo." His gaze lingers on the Honoka card out of curiosity, but theres a momentary furrow in his brow that seems to disappear after a moment. Well, it’s not any of his business, but… "You know," He notes, "I had something interesting happen too." His eyes have already dropped back to his phone by the time he’s spoken, and he clicks around in a way that perhaps he had also achieved something on some other phone game. Except what he opens isn’t a game, it’s his photos application. Sliding down, he selects one in particular.

Holding up the device for Kuroo to see, the image on the screen is of none other than Kenma himself. Though, not alone. Next to him is a presence as bright as the sun, (and able to summon it as well,) with a bright smile and a much more enthusiastic expression than the somewhat disconcerted and nervous looking setter next to her. With red hair and blue eyes, of course this girl is unmistakeably the Honoka Kousaka that Kuroo himself had just mentioned. There’s a pause as Kenma waits with his phone held up to gauge his friend’s reaction. "I got assigned a new fiance."

[lixorei-blog]

     Kenma’s reaction is far stronger than Kuroo anticipated; a higher-pitched “ah” is a tip-off of the boy’s rarely surfacing interest — though, he can’t immediately put a finger on the reason as to why. The current on-going event was a Nico one, and Kenma’s Love Live waifu is none other than Kotori Minami. And while it’s not unusual to have more than one favorite, Kenma’s never expressed any extra interest in Honoka before; so, it doesn’t make sense.

     “Tricking an idol? But Kenma, I’m a kind person. What could you possibly mean?” Exaggerating purposefully, Kuroo matches Kenma’s gaze — blinks back at him just as curiously, He watches as Kenma pushes at his phone screen with his fingertip, navigating to something that he probably wants to show him. When Kenma indicates for Kuroo to look, he leans forward, scrutinizing the image. Easily, he identifies Honoka Kousaka, one of the other idols of u’s, next to his friend, who doesn’t seem to be too particularly annoyed about having his photo taken, surprisingly. With only the picture, though, it doesn’t sink in; not at first — Kuroo shrugs, his expression dulling into something unfazed as he lifts his hands to shrug. “Okay, so you got a selfie with an idol. I don’t really see how that’s something to be that impressed about—“

     But then, Kenma says something... something.

     For the first time in a while, he finds himself speechless, his gaze darting from the picture, to Kenma, then back, and back again, unable to believe what he sees (or what he hears, really). While he knows that the group also resides in the city and therefore probably have spouses, or whatnot-- Kenma, really. Out of all people...... out of all people.... Kenma Kozume.... Kenma... Really? Damn. “Wow. Talk about bringing a new meaning to anime waifu,” he comments, almost sarcastically, though it's still taking a while to sink in. Though, in the mean time, he reaches to give Kenma an encouraging pat on the shoulder, snickering widely. “Congratulations, man. How’s that all working out for you?”

[lixorei-blog]

when the pure R honoka evades you (4th wall permissions granted)

[idolista-blog]

His ranking is impressive and she sparkles at how much work he’s done, not many people get that far without their data getting erased or throwing their phone because they’re so damn tired of losing to the R war. When Love Live when into development, of course they were all happy about it, a game about them and their dedication being spread across the world for people who wanted to see them, hear them sing or try to just have fun as per usual. So it’s nice to see this male has worked hard for his precious R’s and SR’s, hopefully if there’s a certain SR he didn’t have, he’s able to get it soon. He deserves it.

"We’re trying our best so it doesn’t happen but I don’t think the creators of the game will make it easy on anyone, I guess they’re serious when it comes to idols." And Bushiroad is serious about it’s idols. She’s heard of people trying to time when they scout using five gems and prophesize which day they should use a scouting ticket. It’s wild! "Have you ever held your game a certain way, i heard that helps too when trying to roll for certain rare cards.. but I don’t know it’s true. Someone on the internet is trying to create a guide on how to roll the love live card you want but."

She doesn’t think it’s going to work. She doesn’t know how many times these things break her heart, people suffering from loss and going bankrupt. Why did this happen to good people? Though, luckily she’s on her knees right now because she would have fell down from his next words, he sold his soul. HE SOLD IT. Placing a hand to her chest and the other placed on the bean bang to keep her up.

"This can’t be." Hands raised to her features, she had to close her eyes this is just too much, "Did you use the ouija board to call upon spirits no.. this can’t be. We’ve lost another one how will I ever tell Umi.. WHO.. Who.. did you sell for.. Say not my cards, please, ask for your soul back. Give back all the SR’s and get the S back. The Soul!" Wait, he prayed, THANK THE LORD.. maybe he isn’t gone, maybe the lord will shine down on them and give it back. Honoka presses her hands together as if she’s going into her own prayer.

"Dear God, please think of what you’re doing and please give this man back his soul. He has done nothing wrong, if you give it back will he get the UR Honoka. Let me honk him, please God, in the UR way." Opening her eyes as she looks at him, "Did he give you back your soul.. or .." Souls are serious around here now.

[lixorei-blog]

     “Kidding, I was kidding, I didn’t sell my soul. I don’t even think it’s possible to sell your soul, no matter what Nozomi says. I would have sold it for Eli, though.” He briefly wonders if it's a detriment, telling her that his favorite idol was someone else, but he's sure she won't mind. “But, because your blessing was so touching, let me 50-gem scout right now. Come on, I’ll show you. Maybe if we’re lucky, you’ll get to see the envelopes transform — that’s always really cool.” He pats the space next to him, indicating for her to come even closer to the screen to see all of the scouting animation. With the app already open, he clicks on the bottom right corner of his Love Live home screen, opening up the Standard Scouting window. His gaze brightens, as he sees that the latest UR is Honoka herself; jokingly, he points out, tapping the promotional art of her and the other 3 idols, featured as SRs, “I’m gonna need you to honk me in the UR way,” before pressing the 11-scout button and holding his breath.

     The cards that are drawn out of the golden box present themselves as 10 R’s and 1 SR’s — which gives people the equivalent feeling as being paid minimum wage, apparently. Previously, even Kuroo’s never had cards transform for him the way that they did in those Youtube videos, where grown Japanese adults practically bankrupt themselves to get their beloved URs, so, assuming that the cards probably won’t flip, he taps through the transformation sequence.

     That’s a pity, as he finds out later. Having seen only 1 SR envelope, his eyes give the cards a quick glance before identifying an SR Hanayo, and assumes that that's the end of his draw. However, as he checks to see which R’s he got, the unexpected, glossy sheen of a cool UR card catches his eye, and he gasps. As he looks to see which UR it is, he easily identifies it as the current promotional UR of Honoka, the same one that he asked Honoka to honk for in the UR way....

     "Dude.............." His first reaction, upon looking back at her, is slow -- still shocked -- as he glances from her beaming face, to the UR card, then back to her, then the card, until he puts his phone down and shakes her (lightly). "Did you see that? Look!" And he picks up the device again, now tabbing to his Members page and selecting her card, to look at her stats. "Cool Princess, huh? I... well, I guess I can live with it. But bruh. Bruh!!! How on earth did you do that? God, wait until I tell Kenma. He'll be so impressed... It's not everyday that you draw a UR, you know. Especially not with an actual idol's blessing."

[lightningstrikes-art]

[fallencrows]

[lixorei-blog]

Kuroo Tetsurou — Nekoma OVA

[settere]

*bends over seductively to pick up tic tac*

[settere]

“No, idiot, you weren’t, but now you are. Congratulations," he snickers, mimicking Kuroo’s amusement with his own. Sure, it’s an unconventional way to break the awkwardness — but he’s never been known for handling things the simple way, and, from the looks of it, Kuroo’s more than okay with this odd solution (enough to get embarrassed by it, anyway.) His gaze wanders up; catches the pink tint on the other’s cheeks, and a brief smile, now hidden behind the glossy card. It’s enough of a hint to figure out the answer — and he grins, almost shyly, glancing away instead.

”Then, I guess Kuro-chan will have to get used to obeying them, huh?" Truth be told, being demanding just about covers his own embarrassment — he’s definitely not used to giving orders, except on the court (anywhere else, no one would ever listen.) For the sake of the conversation, though, he tips his head up proudly; regrets it when Kuroo’s fingers connect with his forehead, a short, sharp hiss slipping past his lips. 

He pouts, too — obviously. “I was busy, okay? You try going out on Valentine’s day with this kind of a face,” and he points at his own cheeks, his expression practically screaming ‘duh.’ “I would’ve gotten ambushed on my way there, and what then? You’d never see me again! You should be grateful I stayed put." 

This might or might not be an exaggeration — nevertheless, he reaches out to curve his fingers in the hem of Kuroo’s shirt, tugging him a little closer. “Don’t worry, Kuro-chan — everything I do is cute, so we definitely don’t have to wait a year,” and with that said, he wraps his arms around Kuroo’s neck, leaning forward to press his lips to the tip of the other boy’s nose. “Besides, do you even know any cute things couples do?”

[lixorei-blog]

     "If your orders are anything like Kuro-chan, kill that spider, I've already been practicing," he remarks, "--but if they're anything like Kuro-chan, stop texting me at 4AM, you know what my answer already is." Really, there's no point in texting Oikawa at such an absurd hour — but with a sleep cycle as irregular as his, the nights are boring, and dull, and maybe he's grown as fond of the 4:02AM "FUCK OFF" texts as much as he's grown fond of the boy behind them, and he looks up, catching the way that Oikawa's darker gaze rests somewhere beneath his feet; it leaves him feeling some sort of warm and fuzzy and embarrassed inside, and he decides that it's not a terrible feeling altogether.

     "Ah, right, right. Your precious face and irresistible charms — I'm glad you stayed in, then." Even though he's well-aware that Oikawa's current exaggerations are to the point where it makes him want to turn aside and laugh — which the other would take offense to, no doubt — he barely manages to maintain a straight face, allowing small snickers to escape the corners of his mouth. "Though, do you think I'd just let you disappear, like that?" Lifting a hand, he lightly pinches the side of Oikawa's cheek, tugging gently; meets his eyes for a heartbeat longer than necessary. "You're not the kind of person that I want to lose easily."

     Allowing himself to be pulled closer, he rests his hands against Oikawa's waist; lets out a low, delighted purring sound when the other boy's lips come to rest on his nose (it tickles, primarily — that, and the fact that he likes the attention so much, specifically from him). "You'd be surprised, actually, at what I know." Tipping his head up, and to the side, he manages to meet Oikawa's lips with his own; smirks, against him, backing away a heartbeat later. "Ah, well — it's not like I'm going to make a numbered list of everything — it'd be faster to show you, don't you think? So while we're here, did you, uh... want to... Well! Are you free, today?"

[hai-kyuu]

Happy Belated Valentines!

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[settere]

*bends over seductively to pick up tic tac*

[lixorei-blog]

settere:

It’s aready well-past Valentine’s day (why hasn’t he done this earlier, no one knows — his reasons shall remain a mystery, for the time being) when he decides to pay Kuroo a visit. Somehow, they’re both on the cruise — but then again, who isn’t? It seems like almost the entire city decided to take this trip to the feels town and discard their daily, monotone lives, if only for a few days.

The situation with Kuroo has been… well, odd. Oikawa’s a big fan of drama, and all things complicated (not to mention, ‘dating’ is such an ugly word) — but not necessarily when it directly involves him. His last experience, as far as dating goes, ended up in a total flop — he’d even got slapped, if he recalls correctly, but at this point, the girl’s face is merely a blur in his head. That’s not the point, though — the point is, it wasn’t pleasant, not successful, nor left him with any sort of desire for repeats.

And yet, there he is, standing in front of Kuroo with his hands outstretched. Between the slim fingers, a card — no gifts, no grandeur, a simple piece of paper with colorful ‘congratulations’ written on it. This was the simplest way to solve this problem, he’d decided; asking Kuroo out in any other way would be too embarrassing (truth be told, he wasn’t even expecting himself to be the one to break the silence, but things have gotten way too awkward for his liking.)

Inside, the card reads:

Happy new boyfriend.

     When Oikawa invites him to the upper deck, it doesn't take him long to get there, dressed simply (flip-flops are a must); ends up figuring that the other boy probably wants him to tag along to some sort of activity he's found. Kuroo finds himself with a card in his hands, with the word 'Congratulations' printed across its cover. He holds it delicately between his fingers (the cover has that new sheen to it; the gloss catches his eye), but he hesitates after that, glancing at Oikawa silently, as if demanding some sort of reason behind the occasion. But a few seconds of that gets him nowhere — it'd be quicker to just open it, rather than try to pry an explanation out of Oikawa; the former of which, he does.

     "This is— Ah." Upon reading the contents, eyebrows lift, moderately amused at what he finds; the back of his head tells him that this is Oikawa's way of answering the age-old question of what are we?. It breaks his smooth composure instantly, but the change isn't all too visible — a rare, appreciative expression forming across the lower half of his face — with the corners of his lips upturned and his cheeks a slight shade darker; the remainder of it hides behind the card that he's quickly pressed against his mouth — a nonverbal way of saying don't look at me, please don't, it's embarrassing.

     "Was I dating you? Wow, I wasn't aware... Looks like the Grand King's too used to giving orders." When he manages to recover from feeling like anything but a grade-schooler, his hand moves to rest on his hip, the corner of the card now held between his fingertips. His answer is obvious — put trivially, he wouldn't mind killing spiders for Oikawa for the rest of his days. However, he returns the favor of indirectness — lets out a long sigh, with a, "This is cute, and all, but......"

     What follow next is silence, as he walks a few steps forward, positioning his hand in front of Oikawa's forehead, before giving it a sharp flick — continuing, softly (and this time, there's no need to hide how content that this whole situation makes him): "You missed Valentine's Day, stupid. Now we're going to have to wait a whole new year to do cute shit... I guess, if you're into that."

[lixorei-blog]

why do we need coins in this game, what do we do with them. they're basically useless

[kozuneko]

Kuroo’s timing is perfect, presumably checking the ranking page just as Kenma taps a good-bye message into the end of his show, vacantly flickering his attention between his closest friend and his more immediate screen. He admittedly remains half-deaf to the older boy’s comments with one ear pressed against a cushion and the other occupied by a single earbud, — Check on all the members of the group, — so there’s a pause and a slow, feline blink before a response is processed, accompanied by a wiggling of his toes. 

"We could just match the actual names," He notes momentarily, tone indifferent as he taps back and forth through various screens. "—Like messages… It’s hard to find emoticons that match well." But contrary to his words, its with a slackening of his shoulders that he closes out of the app, LP spent, and instead opens up his phone’s notepad in an act that likely betrays his otherwise well-hidden earnestness as he copy-pastes. It should only take a moment for Kuroo’s phone to play the appropriate mail received tone.

Sender: Kenma Kozume No Subject 01/12 14:11 （=｀ェ´=）       (=´ω｀=) (=ↀωↀ=)✧       ✧(๑ↀᆺↀ๑)

"Those ones are okay…" They’re supposed to be cats: something he knows that they’re both fond of, recognizably matching, and cuter than Nico4Evers he’d expect to see otherwise. 

[lixorei-blog]

     "Yeah, that works." Kuroo gives Kenma a minute, waiting patiently as the other boy closes his Love Live app and tabs through a notepad of various emoticons (it's like he thinks that adding emoticons is the recipe for livening up his otherwise deadpan texts; but Kuroo never minds, anyway). When his phone lights up with a new text, he taps on it, opening the message to find four different emoticons. "Bottom set looks good," is the first thing he points out. "Looks more cat-like, with the eyes, and everything... I like it. I'll take the left — the right one looks more like you."

     "Ah, you know, the other day..." he starts to speak, multitasking as he copies and pastes the bottom left emoticon into his Love Live display name. "I saw one of the idols... Honoka, I think? At a cat accessory store — don't ask me why I was there." Pressing the OK button to confirm his choice of emoticon as his name, he tabs to his profile to admire it, also admiring his latest SR card as his main.

     "I asked her why the Love Live god wouldn't let me meet an SR cool Eli, and she's really gullible, apparently, because I told her I sold my soul, and she believed me." Snickering, he pulls open the Members list, to show Kenma his latest editions as he continues. "You might have seen it in your notifications already, but... She said she blessed me, and everything, and it worked, because look at this UR Honoka. And this SR cool Eli. Look!" Bringing up their respective card portraits (along with stats), he nudges the other boy's side, gesturing for him to look. But little does he know... Love Live waifu and Love Live wife don't exactly mean the same thing... at least for Kenma.

[leona-dracontis-deactivated2022]

[crossover] Kuroo version of this post

[lixorei-blog]

why do we need coins in this game, what do we do with them. they're basically useless

     This is how they spend most of their free afternoons — sprawled out on the couch, with one earbud in; after all, two people playing Love Live at the same time at the same place doesn't necessarily work in either person's favor, with tunes and rhythm clashing and potentially ruining opportunities for full combos. 

     With the beginning of the Nico event a few days ago, Kenma's been insistent on the both of them ranking high enough to put cute emoticons in their names, signaling to one another, as they'd seen in the preceding Umi event. Normally, Kuroo doesn't spend Loveca on events, unless it's for Kotori (for Kenma) or for Eli (for himself), but since it's so rare to see Kenma initiate anything, he goes along with it; plus, his wallet doesn't sting that much.

     "Okay, okay," he begins, as he waits for Kenma's live show to end — and, inevitably, for him to take first place as always. Flipping to the event ranking page, he sees both him and Kenma well into the top twenty (he's never doing this again, he swears). "I think this rank should be high enough — did you have any cute emoticons in mind?"

[anna-hiwatari]

HQ!! special PV - Nekoma

[kurou-tetsurou]

[lixorei-blog]

when the pure R honoka evades you (4th wall permissions granted)

[idolista-blog]

Coming to this place is for one reason and only one reason only, it was just so cute! She can’t help but think of the times where her friends would say something like create a song by going somewhere and using it as a base. Kotori has done it once, they all have so why not do it again? The shops is just too adorable and Honoka doesn’t know how to start writing wrong, she’s better and moving and singing and having fun. Looking around the shop, she places her hands together and wonder what she can do first and as an idol, she holds a number of ideas.

It isn’t too long where she hears someone calling out for her and as the sweet person she is, she slowly makes her way over and sees what’s going on. She kneels down so that she’s positioned right next to the couch and sitting one of one the bean bags that’s like a fat cat sleeping. “You wanted me, yeah?” She asks as the other continues, a bit distressed from the way he looks at his game. She stares at the phone in hand and then looks back up, she quickly looks back down and gasps seeing that it’s one of the games created since their group was becoming a sensation.

"Aaaaa!!" She says happily, seeing the screen and the current events that are recently going on. "You play too!?" She didn’t think she and her friend’s game would be in a place like this. She’s giddy, so happy that this is legit and it makes her smile so wide that she sits on her knees on the bean bag and folds her arms on the couch’s arm so that she can see the game even more. Who is his favorite, which cards has he already idolized!? "Huh!? My pure rare card!?" She asks, so he’s struggling on hers.. She sees.

At least she’s not losing to Nozomi or something. “Don’t tell me you actually sold your soul! I know someone on Paypal got their account suspended for saying Nico Nico Nii! and someone went bankrupt..” She sounds disheartened when stating this, because these are sad things that has happened. “But don’t tell me you sold your soul!? Is there any way we can get it back, will my pure rare card reverse this curse?!” She’s probably sounding crazy but this is stuff you learn when hanging with Nozomi, honestly.

[lixorei-blog]

     He honestly should be more surprised than he really is, to see her — it's not as if he's already acquainted with her (well, sort of, but there's only so much information you can get from side stories — and he tends to fast-forward through most of them anyway; the love gems are more important, here). As she settles on the beanbag and leans closer to his screen, he meets her halfway and angles his phone towards her, to help somewhat.

     "Yeah, I play. It kills time, and whatnot." Even though his words are casual, there's a bit of pride in his tone, as he points to his rank, towards the top of the screen. "Look — Rank 81. Impressive, huh?" He gives her a grin — expects some form of amazement from her in return; it'd taken him months of work, after all. Nonetheless, he proceeds, tapping 'Members' to show her his current set of SR's and the few UR's that he's managed to get his hands on. (Briefly, he swipes right to show her his nearly complete set of R cards, but they're not as important as his beloved SR's, he thinks, and swipes back left.)

     "Really? No way." He makes a mental note to try it with someone else's Paypal some time, preferably Oikawa's (that is, if he hasn't changed the password... yet). It doesn't really bother him that being banned for saying Nico's catchphrase is entirely uncalled for; he can leave that for someone on the Internet to figure out. Lifting an index finger, he adds, "There was also that person, too, who needed to recover from a loss." Too many people have suffered from the honor scouting war.

     Adjusting his position on the couch, he decides to try something, for fun: allows his expression to fall, lips pulling together in a grim line; purposefully makes the matter far more dramatic than he needs to. (But in the end, it's these kinds of things that he wastes his free time with.) "And what if I told you that I did sell my soul?" His gaze lifts; looks directly into her eyes as he continues, "I prayed for pure R Honokas, but all I got was pure SR Honokas... Why did the Love Live god send me SR Honokas, when I asked for R Honokas? Tell me, Honoka... why does God play these games with me?"