Ryusei got out of Rabbit Hatch, through the locker, and out the door to the storage room before slamming his fist into the wall. "Utahoshi...."
He exhaled deeply, a moment later, resting both hands on the wall. Nothing he could help now. He had to look to the future now. There may or may not be another chance, but he couldn't linger on this incident. To linger was to decide not to live in the present, and he couldn't afford that. Every faculty of Ryusei's needed to be dedicated to the present and future, for Jirou's sake. Ryusei couldn't fail. He couldn't allow himself to fail. So let it go.
Meteor had been doing well enough. Just a moment ago, Ryusei had been working on a Switch, getting it to the point where it was almost ready. If he couldn't use Rabbit Hatch's equipment for Meteor's sake, at least he was using it for Fourze's. Fourze had been responsible for the birth of a Horoscopes—an annoying one, but he'd done it nonetheless. Ryusei could stop Fourze from defeating brightest-star Zodiarts if it should come down to that. Not being able to look at Meteor's specs wasn't a tragedy.
Calmer, Ryusei went to get the food. He didn't know what flavor Utahoshi liked, so he bought two of the plainer ones and then a variety set. Utahoshi hadn't specified, so he couldn't blame Ryusei for it. Not that Utahoshi blamed Ryusei for much, especially not something like this, and he didn't think Utahoshi would send him out again for another if he didn't like it, and there had never been any indication that Utahoshi couldn't eat certain things as far as Ryusei had observed. Still, Ryusei hesitated.
He didn't know what Utahoshi liked, Ryusei decisively said to himself after a moment of debating in front of a sweets shop. The onigiri would have to do. It wasn't like Ryusei was going to get anything sweet for himself, he thought with a snort as he headed back to Rabbit Hatch.
"Sorry for the wait!" he said as he stepped back in. "Um, I didn't know what you would like...."
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Ryusei got out of Rabbit Hatch, through the locker, and out the door to the storage room before slamming his fist into the wall. "Utahoshi...."
He exhaled deeply, a moment later, resting both hands on the wall. Nothing he could help now. He had to look to the future now. There may or may not be another chance, but he couldn't linger on this incident. To linger was to decide not to live in the present, and he couldn't afford that. Every faculty of Ryusei's needed to be dedicated to the present and future, for Jirou's sake. Ryusei couldn't fail. He couldn't allow himself to fail. So let it go.
Meteor had been doing well enough. Just a moment ago, Ryusei had been working on a Switch, getting it to the point where it was almost ready. If he couldn't use Rabbit Hatch's equipment for Meteor's sake, at least he was using it for Fourze's. Fourze had been responsible for the birth of a Horoscopes—an annoying one, but he'd done it nonetheless. Ryusei could stop Fourze from defeating brightest-star Zodiarts if it should come down to that. Not being able to look at Meteor's specs wasn't a tragedy.
Calmer, Ryusei went to get the food. He didn't know what flavor Utahoshi liked, so he bought two of the plainer ones and then a variety set. Utahoshi hadn't specified, so he couldn't blame Ryusei for it. Not that Utahoshi blamed Ryusei for much, especially not something like this, and he didn't think Utahoshi would send him out again for another if he didn't like it, and there had never been any indication that Utahoshi couldn't eat certain things as far as Ryusei had observed. Still, Ryusei hesitated.
He didn't know what Utahoshi liked, Ryusei decisively said to himself after a moment of debating in front of a sweets shop. The onigiri would have to do. It wasn't like Ryusei was going to get anything sweet for himself, he thought with a snort as he headed back to Rabbit Hatch.
"Sorry for the wait!" he said as he stepped back in. "Um, I didn't know what you would like...."