[Nothing? That had to be short for 'nothing unusual' or 'nothing interesting.' Or maybe he was trying to be funny, with that dramatic pause and pose. Aya's afraid to laugh lest she be wrong.
[...he's not sure what he was expecting her to ask him next, but it certainly wasn't that.
Karamatsu holds the pose of staring up at the sky while they walk for just a moment longer before he moves to put his shades back on, a wry smile on his lips.]
[O....kay. Aya supposes in a sense that's technically true, if you want to be cynical. But she can only take that to mean he isn't employed. So he really doesn't do anything? That sounds so boring!]
[While that isn’t hard to deduce, she’s taking the whole “willingly unemployed” thing a lot better than most might. Then again, maybe she’s just...very nice. And trying to give Karamatsu the benefit of the doubt where she can.]
Of course I do! I am a musician, a poet, and an actor. I can sing sweet melodies that would make the very angels in heaven weep, and hearts of people all across the world swell with ecstasy.
Aya has to admit, she's sort of disappointed. Even with her possibly-new-friend approach, she's just not sure. An unemployed guy with delusions of grandeur and occasional obliviousness to socially acceptable behavior is not exactly topping her list of people she'd like to get to know better. It's kind of a shame, because he seems sweet underneath.]
Oh... [If she doesn't sound impressed, it's probably because she doesn't believe him.] Well, I guess you have lots of free time to practice those things.
[If she truly doesn’t seem impressed by what he has to say, either Karamatsu doesn’t notice or he’s letting that slip by him deliberately as he lowers his hands from where he’d been gesticulating with them as they walked.]
Perhaps I could treat you to some of my work, sometime? It would be an experience you would not soon forget.
Of course, that might be a little unfair. It's entirely possible he's quite good at it; she really isn't in a position to judge. She's just... a little dubious. But in this case, she thinks it's probably better to accept. So she smiles politely.]
[The food, at least, she can easily be excited over, and for the moment she forgets about the social awkwardness. Food is something Aya is passionate about, and she's hungry besides. With the cart in sight, some of her playfulness and energy returns. As she takes off running for it, she spares a grin over her shoulder and laughs.]
[Karamatsu jumps a little when Aya suddenly takes off without warning, surprising him into just standing there for a moment before he quickly takes off after her.]
W-wait-!
[The ruckus between the two alerts Chibita, who seems to have been suffering through a slow day at his cart. He frowns, reaching up a hand to shield his eyes from the sun when he sees Karamatsu chasing...a girl?
...well, okay, that’s...not the most unusual thing he’s ever seen one of the Matsuno brothers doing. He just didn’t think Karamatsu was that desperate yet.]
[Aya is merciless in her self-proclaimed contest and doesn't stop until she's tagged the edge of the cart with her palm.]
Yay! I won! You're too slow~!
[She says as she spins around and playfully sticks out her tongue, pulling an eyelid down with her pinky at the same time. It seems to have boosted her spirits considerably, though, and she turns to address the cart owner.]
[Chibita gapes at Aya for just a moment before he nods, grabbing up his ladle and two plates in his other hand. As Karamatsu comes stumbling up, he gives him quite the look before immediately getting to work on getting the two set up. Normally he’d loudly cajole his friend, but he’s never seen this girl before, nor can he fathom what Karaboy is doing with her.
Karamatsu’s glad for it, especially since he’s still panting a little as he moves to slide into the bench seat at the front of the cart.]
Hah...well...I would have been a formidable opponent, should...should prior warning have been given…
[Aya says this lightly as she slides in from the other side, keeping a comfortable, friendly distance from Karamatsu. She introduces herself to the chef and spends a couple of minutes chatting him up-- Karamatsu said you had the best oden anywhere, how long have you been a restaurant owner, how did you get into oden-- and as the plate comes before her she stops to give thanks and take her first bite.]
Ahhhh, this really is good! You sure do know good oden when you taste it, Matsuno-san.
[Chibita is completely thrilled- as well as still pretty stunned- by meeting someone so enthusiastic about asking him about his trade. Karamatsu almost gives him a look to tell him to give it a rest already before Aya is talking to him again, prompting him to sit up a bit straighter and reach for his own plate.]
There is none finer, as you have already seen. Please, eat as much as you would like.
[He'll have Chibita put his half on his tab, anyway.]
[Aya is just being sociable with Chibita, though it definitely helps that she's something of a foodie to begin with, so it's easy to be interested in cuisine. But she doesn't want to ignore the person who invited her, either, at whom she grins enthusiastically.]
Yeah! I'll definitely be filling my stomach here.
[Not that she construes his statement as any sort of offer. Aya has already made clear she's paying for her food herself.]
Ah- well, Chibita and I have been friends since we were children! I have known about his Oden since he first opened this cart.
[And of course, that means he's had to deal with the Matsunos for years and years...Karamatsu leaves out the part that they were all pretty hellish as kids, but they can't be blamed for that, can they?]
["Nothing has changed! He's the same idjit he always was, feh!"
Chibita comments from his side of the stand as he stirs the broth, causing Karamatsu to shake his head a little as he pulls his plate a bit closer to himself.]
I am considerably more matured than I was as a child.
[Aya can't quite help bursting into giggles. The oden cart tender was such a character!]
I see. How have you grown, Karamatsu-san?
[Aya is curious to see how he perceives himself and his personal development. What areas did he see as needing improvement...and how successful has he been, based on current observation?]
Well...I suppose you could say I was a bit of a follower as a child. I tended to go along with whatever my brothers were doing...but nowadays, I am the natural leader.
[Chibita rolls his eyes, but he doesn't interrupt again.]
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[Karamatsu takes a hand out of his pocket so he can whip off his sunglasses, staring up into the sky for a long moment.]
...I've done nothing this week.
omg...
Maybe a more direct approach, then.]
Where do you work?
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Karamatsu holds the pose of staring up at the sky while they walk for just a moment longer before he moves to put his shades back on, a wry smile on his lips.]
Heh. Life...is work.
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Do you have any hobbies?
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Of course I do! I am a musician, a poet, and an actor. I can sing sweet melodies that would make the very angels in heaven weep, and hearts of people all across the world swell with ecstasy.
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Aya has to admit, she's sort of disappointed. Even with her possibly-new-friend approach, she's just not sure. An unemployed guy with delusions of grandeur and occasional obliviousness to socially acceptable behavior is not exactly topping her list of people she'd like to get to know better. It's kind of a shame, because he seems sweet underneath.]
Oh... [If she doesn't sound impressed, it's probably because she doesn't believe him.] Well, I guess you have lots of free time to practice those things.
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Perhaps I could treat you to some of my work, sometime? It would be an experience you would not soon forget.
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Of course, that might be a little unfair. It's entirely possible he's quite good at it; she really isn't in a position to judge. She's just... a little dubious. But in this case, she thinks it's probably better to accept. So she smiles politely.]
Sure, we could do that.
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[And the Oden cart is starting to loom in the distance.]
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[The food, at least, she can easily be excited over, and for the moment she forgets about the social awkwardness. Food is something Aya is passionate about, and she's hungry besides. With the cart in sight, some of her playfulness and energy returns. As she takes off running for it, she spares a grin over her shoulder and laughs.]
Race you~!
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[Karamatsu jumps a little when Aya suddenly takes off without warning, surprising him into just standing there for a moment before he quickly takes off after her.]
W-wait-!
[The ruckus between the two alerts Chibita, who seems to have been suffering through a slow day at his cart. He frowns, reaching up a hand to shield his eyes from the sun when he sees Karamatsu chasing...a girl?
...well, okay, that’s...not the most unusual thing he’s ever seen one of the Matsuno brothers doing. He just didn’t think Karamatsu was that desperate yet.]
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Yay! I won! You're too slow~!
[She says as she spins around and playfully sticks out her tongue, pulling an eyelid down with her pinky at the same time. It seems to have boosted her spirits considerably, though, and she turns to address the cart owner.]
Two for lunch, please! Going Dutch with the bill.
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Karamatsu’s glad for it, especially since he’s still panting a little as he moves to slide into the bench seat at the front of the cart.]
Hah...well...I would have been a formidable opponent, should...should prior warning have been given…
that icon is making me laugh, it's perfect
[Aya says this lightly as she slides in from the other side, keeping a comfortable, friendly distance from Karamatsu. She introduces herself to the chef and spends a couple of minutes chatting him up-- Karamatsu said you had the best oden anywhere, how long have you been a restaurant owner, how did you get into oden-- and as the plate comes before her she stops to give thanks and take her first bite.]
Ahhhh, this really is good! You sure do know good oden when you taste it, Matsuno-san.
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There is none finer, as you have already seen. Please, eat as much as you would like.
[He'll have Chibita put his half on his tab, anyway.]
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Yeah! I'll definitely be filling my stomach here.
[Not that she construes his statement as any sort of offer. Aya has already made clear she's paying for her food herself.]
How'd you find out about this place?
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[And of course, that means he's had to deal with the Matsunos for years and years...Karamatsu leaves out the part that they were all pretty hellish as kids, but they can't be blamed for that, can they?]
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[Remember, Karamatsu, you bring these questions on yourself.]
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["Nothing has changed! He's the same idjit he always was, feh!"
Chibita comments from his side of the stand as he stirs the broth, causing Karamatsu to shake his head a little as he pulls his plate a bit closer to himself.]
I am considerably more matured than I was as a child.
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I see. How have you grown, Karamatsu-san?
[Aya is curious to see how he perceives himself and his personal development. What areas did he see as needing improvement...and how successful has he been, based on current observation?]
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[Chibita rolls his eyes, but he doesn't interrupt again.]
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[Just said as casually as anything.]
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No way...!
[Sextuplets! She didn't know there even was such a thing-- certainly not in Japan! This is kind of cool.]
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[Karamatsu snaps his fingers, resting his chin in his hand as he explains.]
There is Osomatsu, myself, Choromatsu, Ichimatsu, Jyushimatsu, and Todomatsu!
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I FEEL REALLY BAD FOR DOING THIS but I'm also not sorry.....
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