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[wantedittobeagame]

[It's not even been much time since the start of the Jaunt, and there's already a message of panic on the Headnet. Really, Adachi doesn't even realize he's doing it at first, but there's just a steady stream of utter panic, constant mutterings of no no no no no no no over and over again, before he finally realizes what he's doing.]

G-guys... guys, I've got a serious problem here. Like threatening my life issue.

[There's a pause, before there's some kind of mental screech from him. It sounds something like a car hitting the breaks mixed together with a dog whimper.]

Naoto's hitting on me, and it's kinda hot.

[...yes, that is the entire reason for his utter distress.]

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[leftbehindagain]

I can't decide whether to laugh or find something to beat my head against.

[wantedittobeagame]

I'M BEING SERIOUS HERE!

[timelessinventor]

Are you that against flirtation, darling?

Or is it just that much out of character for your friend?

[wantedittobeagame]

It's massively out of character!

And she's seventeen! That makes it worse!

[leftbehindagain]

I know, Adachi-san. I really doubt you'd make up Naoto of all people hitting on you. I didn't know she knew how, actually.

Ignore her. Make an excuse and get out of there. Keep in mind she's going to hate herself enough when this is over without encouragement.

[wantedittobeagame]

I can't; I'm supposed to be guarding her. Because on top of this, she just randomly got a pretty box from 'a friend', and isn't the least bit interested in investigating it.

Naoto.

Not interested in investigating.

[leftbehindagain]

...Man, someone doesn't want her getting up in their business this jaunt.

[timelessinventor]

Seventeen? Why would that...oh. Modern ideas of age. Right.

[wantedittobeagame]

No kidding.

[He paused a moment, suddenly struck dumb by a thought.]

...hey. You think Sun might be involved?

[wantedittobeagame]

I--

[...please wait, he's trying to process that and not turn into a tomato in the process.]

Th-there's a good reason for modern ideas of age!

[leftbehindagain]

No, I think he'd want her investigating if at all possible. He likes her too much to waste her like this.

[timelessinventor]

Are there? I've never understood them. Perhaps you can enlighten me one day.

[wantedittobeagame]

Unless he wanted to keep her distracted to prevent her from getting hurt?

[wantedittobeagame]

Yes. Definitely.

Besides, age or otherwise, you're more my speed.

[....................................]

[Holy shit, that was blunt for him.]

[leftbehindagain]

And how well did that work on the Grid? He knows she can take care of herself if it comes down to it.

What's the deal with this box?

[wantedittobeagame]

Eh, point...

Dunno; it's a silver box with a clockwork butterfly that acts as the key. I tried checking for any hidden compartments, but the only thing in it was a note saying it was from a friend.

[timelessinventor]

[There is a bit of mental laughter.]

Am I, darling? Well that is very useful information, I must admit.

[wantedittobeagame]

Ah... heh heh heh...

Well, I can't help it. You're kind of amazingly interesting.

[leftbehindagain]

...weird. Who delivered it?

[wantedittobeagame]

Hold on.

[A pause, and...]

Some robotic courier.

[leftbehindagain]

Great. An anonymous mystery package, she's lucky it didn't blow up in her face, and she doesn't care?

Did you see the note?

[timelessinventor]

As are you.

It is excellent that we seem to be in agreement in that regard.

[icy_heavens]

... This is a life-threatening issue? [If only you could hear how unimpressed he is at this freak-out.]

[seventhbullet]

[Five minutes of increasingly loud psychic laughter.]

I am so sorry

[closetshark]

Get a box of tissues and work your distress out. Just don't get caught.

I hear they whip people for disturbing moral hygiene.