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Delivery for Kanata Shinkai...

[ Lark finds Kanata wherever he is and holds out an envelope, blank on both sides and sealed with a drop of red wax.

> accept it?
> refuse? ]

Hm?

[Kanata blinks at the envelope and its bearer before accepting it.]

What is this for?

[ He's taken aback for a moment, like, what is an envelope for? It's mail... it's... ]

It is for you. To open and read, then act upon it as you wish.

[ What do people do with letters after Lark hands them over, he doesn't know. They're probably fed to the fireplace or something. ]

[Kanata knows what mail is. He's an idol, he gets fan mail. He's not, however, used to being handed unmarked envelopes (sealed with wax like he's at some sort of renaissance fair...) by strangers.]

It is not from you?

[One of his housemates or anyone else from ES would have just talked to him in person. He hasn't exactly made many friends here yet.]

I will open it. Do not leave.

[Just in case it explodes or something...]

No, not from me.

[ He shifts his weight from one foot to the other while he waits for Kanata to break the seal and read the letter, anxious to return to his mail route. Having to find Kokichi later will be a pain, he thinks...

Anyways, Kanata opens the envelope and unfolds a sheet of paper: ]

[Frowning, Kanata looks at the paper and then back to Lark.]

... This is a child's art project?

[ No, don't look at him ]

...I cannot disclose the age of my client. They choose to remain anonymous.

I cannot read this letter... Maybe it is supposed to be a ransom note? But were we not the ones kidnapped?

If someone was double kidnapped I may have to take you hostage in trade.

[ Despite himself, he takes a quick glance down at the paper and— no, he cannot read it either. Is this a ransom note? He's never received on in the mail before. ]

Please do not... I have several more deliveries to make today.

[ Kidnap him after; right now, he has a job to do ]

[Well he would hate to keep a mailman from his duties...]

Are they all letters like this one? We do not have much for someone to be making demands of us.

[ He shakes his head ]

I do not know. I do not open the mail.

[ Snooping through other people's letters would be a violation of trust! and would require him to be able to read

... ]

A person's worth is determined by their actions, not their possessions. ...That's what old man Crow once said.

[Right after Mayoi messages him, Rinne goes off to bother Kanata wherever he could be.]

KANACHWAAAAN! Didja get something in the mail? I'm so jealous! Lemme see!

Is this old man Crow someone from this place?

[Kanata is not completely caught up on the going-ons here. He's been too busy figuring out the water situation ~~and getting food poisoning from weird seafood~~.]

[ The crabs tried to warn him with their snippy claws ]

Yes. He lived here. He will be back soon, along with the others.

[ Probably. Hopefully. It's more hope than probable at this point. ]

Haa? Chief-san is noisy AND nosey today.

Please hold this.

[And Kanata holds out a mutant fish he's prepared and skewered on a stick.]

I am sure the raw flesh is untrustworthy, so please do not bite into it.

[All fish is delicious, so surely Rinne would be tempted...]

If that is the case, it will be nice to have some answers.

[Though it's still incredibly suspect that the whole town would up and leave before they arrived... Especially given the state of things here. He's seen enough horror movies to know better!

He wouldn't want to dash this poor man's hopes, though.]

I suppose it would not be fair to punish the delivery man. You may go.

...

[Rinne doesn't know what he expected. He takes the fish on a stick.]

Oh, yeah, it looks very delicious. I really wanna sink my teeth into it.

[it has like eight eyes]

I will take my leave, then. Be well.

[ yes!! he got out of his delivery without being punched, this does not always happen. ]

[Poor Lark...]

You too! But please bring a letter I can read next time!

[He waves him off with a cheerful smile despite his words.]

The crabs here are not edible.

[You don't want to know how he found that out.]

But something in the water must be.

[If he has to try out each "species" individually, he will. Fish are what he knows. If he can't contribute by providing some for the household (and himself) then that'll be very depressing.]

Do not mind the stick. I am still figuring out where all the utensils are. I would like to find a pan to set that over. Give me one moment...

[And he's digging around in some cabinets. He'll show Rinne the letter soon, probably.]

[??? Rinne is so concerned? The animals are pretty sus in general, but still. He just holds the stick as he watches Kanata, unsure of what else he should be doing.]

I feel super grateful and fortunate that there's two people in this house who can cook...

[Because Rinne does not know how to cook. He was literally royalty.]

But a little grape told me about the letters people have been getting, so I was wondering if you got any hate mail.

[Kanata chuckles.]

I would be very surprised to learn that someone already hated me out of the small pool of people here.

[Though it's not impossible! Some people hate on idols just because they don't like that they're popular.

With a pleased little hum, he pulls out a round cake pan and sets it on the counter. Then he reaches into the pocket of his jacket and pulls out the folded letter, holding it out so he can exchange it for the fish.]

The letter is gibberish, but you can look at it.

[ Rinne trades the fish for the letter and unfolds it with the excitement of a five-year-old on Christmas Day. ]

AHA! Gravy heaf qgba. Mmm, my favorite!

[ ... ]

You know, if they're gonna send ya a ransom note, the least they could do is make it make sense.

[Kanata takes the fish back and lays it across the top of the pan, stick and all. Now he should probably see if there are actually any spices in the cabinet.]

That is what I told the mailman! But he could not provide me with any more information. He is only responsible for delivering.

[Though apparently he's at least very good at finding people...]

If there are other letters, then perhaps all the pieces will fit together into a proper message.

Edited 2022-11-04 05:28 (UTC)

[ There should be spices. Rinne stole them from the other houses if they're not available for real yet. Don't worry about it. ]

Yep, that sounds like him. [ Now that Kanata mentions it, who else got a letter? Rinne takes out his phone and scrolls through the network. ] Looks like the others are getting right to it... Sure wish Merumeru were here. This shit's more up his alley.

I'm guessing Chiaki-chan leaves all the thinking to you, huh?

So~y sauce... so~y sauce...

[Having set a couple bottles with spices aside, Kanata is now digging around for the most important ingredient of all. Surely they have it here somewhere...]

All the thinking? [He replies without turning his attention away from the cabinet.] No, no. That would be a disaster. Chiaki is overly enthusiastic sometimes, but he is a very good leader.

[Kanata provides a lot of support, but he wouldn't consider himself an advisor.]

[ There is only enough soy sauce for a normal-sized fish. It is a small tragedy.

Rinne monitors the network as they solve the puzzle, observing. ]

You think he'd last a day here? With all the freaky shit at night.

[Are these negative things being said about his man? Luckily Kanata is focused on the food right now. The lack of soy sauce is devastating, and he's not sure he wants to use what little they have on a fish that may or may not even be edible.]

It is true that ghosts terrify him. But I think that he would put on the bravest face he could and... hide with Junior Ninja-san in the attic until he could muster the courage to go back outside.

He is still a hero. He would not let his fears stop him for long. [Encouragement would just be needed.]

[Kanata sighs and puts the soy sauce away. That can be saved for a better dish than this one.]

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