From: Misaki Yata, Saruhiko Fushimi
Posted: July 6
[ The video starts scrolling to show a floor filled with multicolored plush toys - most of which might be familiar from the recent festival. There’s easily several dozen filling the frame before the feed swings up to catch the pair of people addressing the BBS today.
Yata, the one clearly holding the phone, looks a little sheepish about it, but isn’t letting that stop them. Fushimi, meanwhile, just looks...grumpy. ]
So, uh. We might need some help. We sorta…. overdid it at the festival and ended up with… a lot more prizes than we know what to do with. ….Help?
You overdid it. You wouldn’t admit defeat.
[ Cue a twitch from the shorter boy at his side. ] That’s because I wasn’t defeated!
You were. Several times, but you just had to keep going “five out eight” or whatever.
[ Fushimi was honestly not much better. He’s just not going to say that. ]
Argh! Whatever! Just. Look! If anyone wants some of these, we have too many, so come take them off our hands, alright?
[ Fushimi swipes the camera for a second. ]
Five hundred yen for one.
[ He smirks the tiniest bit.
He is one hundred percent trying to get a reaction out of the redhead. He’s discovered it’s easy and entertaining!
It works. ] What?! [ Yata punches him in the arm before stealing the camera back and looking more than a little exasperated. ] Ignore him. They’re free. I’ve got them at my god’s temple for the time being if anyone wants to swing by and grab some. Or knows anything else we could do with them.
First person to suggest “burn them” gets burned themselves. These things reek when you set them on fire.
[ He’s not sure how he knows that, but he does. And before the rest of the Heavens start questioning what else could follow that rather dubious statement, Yata flicks the video feed off to end the transmission. ]