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An entire day of silence was unusual for Bass. Even being in the house for an entire day was just concerning. He’d been in resting mode up until now--he doesn’t remember his accidental fall into the hole at all. Just that he woke up now, with his arm repaired, original components and all.

Bedroom door slamming open, Bass stands in the hallway. His fingers move articulately as he tests them. With no regard to that fact that that’s kind of creepy to look at for anyone else.

“You’re the only other being who lives here. Did anyone suspicious come through the house in the past two days?” his hand clenches into a tight fist.

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Perhaps it wasn’t the smartest idea to jump right into all of this and select a task from the terminal offered first thing in the morning. And, perhaps, it wasn’t the smartest idea to proceed to wake Mitsuki and Yamato up as well by insistently calling them until they answered, just to drag them out to where the terminal said a good spot for this task would be.

But, well, sometimes the decisions that lead to the most fun ended up being the decisions that weren’t the smartest to make. Still - this was a safe task, permitted the terminal had given the correct information, so surely nothing could go wrong.

“Alright, we’re here!”

Nagi turned on his heels after stopping by the edge of Savior’s Respite’s cliffside, facing the two people he had dragged along with him. Team bonding, he had insisted. Without the rest of IDOLiSH7 around, it was certainly a team bonding exercise lacking most of it’s team...but as the three of them - as Pythagoras Trio - they could use this activity the same as they used going out for ramen or spending time with one another while everyone else was busy.

“This is an easy task! I made sure to pick one we would not have to worry about too much.” The blond knew he could handle a more difficult task, after all. His combat skills were honed to perfection, and his reflexes were sharp, but Mitsuki and Yamato...? They didn’t have that.

“We just have to jump down to the space below! Easy, right?”

Maybe it would be easy, were it not for the fact this was an incredibly tall cliffside.

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Well, as weird as things were, a routine was easy to fall back into.

A roommate did make it easier, since he was able to fall back into cooking and cleaning for someone else. Especially cooking! He had a whole new set of tastebuds to try recipes out on ( now he could actually use cilantro too, since Doppo was weird and didn’t like how it tasted ) and a new person to get opinions from.

But it also meant earning money was like...weirdly hard, compared to how it used to be. He was just too used to the lofty salary of a top host, apparently.

Oh well! Ingredient shopping was still the same, he just had to keep an eye on how much he was spending. Standing in this marketplace, though, it seemed like he wasn’t the only one struggling with buying too much. From where he stood, he could see a younger boy trying to juggle a couple of bags. Maybe he needed help...?

“Heya!”

“Need some help with those bags, buddy? I can carry one or two for ya, if you want!”

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@mit-soo-kee // starter !

Well, as cautious as he was being here, Nagi couldn’t deny that things were a little exciting.

The ward - he figured out it was called - that he was housed in was...vibrant in a sense of familiarity. The architecture almost reminded him of political trips he’d take with his brother and his father out to other places in Europe. There were various methods of transportation, but the trolley was probably his favorite. Even if it was always a bit of a wait to climb on and travel around.

There was a lot to see and do - from a large outdoor theatre to expansive natural pools. It...felt kind of like home, in a sense. Though “home” was small and cute, kind of like the dormitories he stayed in with the rest of Idolish7. Not like the palace he both loved and despised back in Northmarea.

One place he found himself frequenting was the street housing countless foods stalls, ranging from dishes he knew about to dishes that seemed right out of a game or a fantasy-styled anime. Somehow, they had a place that was a taste of home - literally. There was a stall selling Nortmarean dishes and drinks. It wasn’t the season for it, certainly, and the heat here was something he had to struggle with, all the same as Japan’s climate, but he had found himself coming back for a cup of that familiar hot chocolate pretty often.

Today he had arrived to do the same thing, but before he could even pull out his phone to double check how much of this world’s currency he had left, he found himself running over to someone by the stall and pulling them up into a bear-hug, laughing as he lifted him up enough for his feet to dangle off the ground.