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Waka•Housing 1.006 Paired// Ura Child// Yachi Hitoka

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When Oikawa isn't home

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How do ghosts get back into their house? A spooKEY! [@yachi]

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Yachi was still — no doubt — confused about how things work in this new city. All she was aware about was that she had been assigned to a new home — from the rather fanciful key she had obtained when she had first stepped foot into the city. She was, honestly, pretty excited to meet the people she would be living together with — her parents, right? 

Of course, it took the lass some time to find her way into the apartment. She was not the best when it comes to navigating around new places, after all. Imagine the surprise when Yachi found a blonde male — who didn’t particularly look too old, really — standing in the living room. As he spun around and started speaking to her, she was still in a daze — who is this person? 

"A—Are you talking to me?” She questioned, pointing a finger at herself. She noted his use of French — she had picked up a little of those in Middle School. Was he from France or something? Oh, and he called her ‘daughter’! So this was her— "U—Um, Dad?” She mumbled, in a state of confusion. This was too surprising, really — meeting one of her parent for the first time. "Y—Yes, I’m here to, you know, take a look around! It’s, um, nice seeing you here!” 

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    One thing he knew, is that he was going to have quite a spooky new future ahead of him! Now, the rest of the pieces finally show itself, and come together; a city already bustling in excitement for Halloween, along with a husband… And a child! Is he going to complain, oh not at all! He really has no reason to, honestly.

    “Oui! That is correct.” He answers the girl’s question with much ease, only the two of them are in the apartment at the moment, so the obvious is present. Once again, his prediction is correct. His trusty prophecies never fail him, making just about every presumption accurate.

    A hand reaches back, and brushes back the cloak that’s attached to his headdress, “You catch on quick, ma fille! I should be impressed, maybe.” With that, he crosses his arms for a brief moment, “I feel as if I didn’t introduce myself well enough, pardon me.”

    From the belt of his hakama, he reveals his wooden flute which is now held gracefully in his palm.

    “Hark! The call of the heavens, the earth, the sea… They summon me forth to defeat evil! Waka, the gods’ gift to man, is here! Bonjour!” With his arm over his chest, he raises the hand which carries his trusty flute to strike a dramatic pose.

    His hand with the flute points towards Yachi, “It seems we are here for the same reason! I wouldn’t have it any other way, ma fille. Are you not partaking in the current celebration that’s happening? It’s good coming to a city and seeing everyone in such high spirits wouldn't you agree?”

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Move Oolong, new husband comin thru [@ura]

    Entering the tea shop on a fateful day proves to be rather rewarding. Visits to local tea shops are always something he makes frequent in his days, they always have the best, calming atmosphere. Also, not to mention smell! The aromas of the teas, and the scented candles that are lit give the room, overall, a very serene mood. Luckily enough, he was able to find such a lovely place before heading home to his apartment.

    Business seems fruitful for this charming shop, customers here and there were seated at tables- either alone, or with a friend enjoying cups of tea with a pastry. There were small murmurs that can be heard from their lips emit around the room. At the counter, the prophet notices a green-haired male at his work, which then a light build lit up inside Waka’s head. This is it!

    “Pardon me, monsieur!” He speaks to the male when approaching, “I received a prophecy in the past which read 'you will have a beau-TEA-ful meeting'. You see, my prophecies are never wrong, I think fate has finally lead us here.”

    A pause, then he continues, “Oui, I think I’m correct. You’re one other piece to the family this land gives us.”

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How do ghosts get back into their house? A spooKEY! [@yachi]

    “My, it’s such a surprise seeing such festivities upon arrival, is it not?” The first thing he utters when entering his newly, acquired apartment house. Truly, not something he had in mind, but it’ll do. For the most part, the apartment is rather quaint, very cute for a family of three! Maybe some edits need to be done to make it more fitting to his tastes, but there isn’t much to complain about, truly.

    Turning around on his sandals, to face a small girl that enters the room, he speaks again, “Ah, excusez-moi. I didn’t mean to take such a long time arriving, I just wanted to get a glimpse of this land before coming here.” The decorations, pumpkins about with faces carved onto their surface, along with skeletons, and scarecrows… Actually, it’s rather spooky, but at the scene of children running around with creative masks worn, laughing with the most evident delight he feels at ease.

    “What brings you here? You must be taking a look at our new humble abode as well, you must be my daughter I presume, non?”