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[ . . . it's not as though it's a thought that mikazuki had never entertained. that at some point, tsurumaru would likely have to marry as well. mikazuki knew it was a responsibility of his own, for the sake of his family. he carried it as a weight on his shoulders, certain as everything else that came with being an heir for old money.

but perhaps it's a bit odd - how decades have passed, but the same apprehensive feeling settles in his chest when he thinks of tsuru marrying another.]

Mm, that is true. You seem like someone who would be easy to hold a grudge against.

[teasingly -

probably.

but if tsurumaru will move away then mikazuki will move on, turning to examine a different corner of the hall. heirlooms belonging to the date family.]

[preowned]

There are definitely others. [ even ignoring his dating around, tsurumaru's jokester lifestyle did get on the nerves of some. but, ] I must admit, not all were my fault though.

[ he does not sound that upset by this despite that.

but he'll follow after mikazuki, glancing at whatever displays might be over here. ]

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It would appear as though your reputation preceded you.

[it would appear as though for this section, more of the swords have arrived. shokudaikiri mitsutada, ookurikara, and sadamune all sit on their displays underneath the proud date crest. mikazuki's eyes flick down to the clipboard briefly before rising to review the items in front of them again.

off to the side, there's an empty display - apparently there's one more sword that's still in transit.]

Ah, a late arrival tomorrow... Well, we shall make do.

[preowned]

[ he looks at each of the displays, glancing at the empty one before turning his attention back to mikazuki. ]

Better that it's only one instead of all of them.

[ he actually starts to head over to it so he can read the display, but then stops as one of the employees walks in to ask mikazuki a question about the opening. it distracts tsurumaru enough that he switches direction and walks elsewhere instead. ]

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[ah - distracted. mikazuki will at least stop to take the question though, answering it easily. he notes that this worker doesn't seem to notice the change in their appearances either, as if it's normal to see a 20-something in charge of a museum's art direction.

but once the question is answered, he'll wander to follow after tsurumaru]

Something catch your attention, my dear?

[preowned]

No, I...

[ he pauses at a section that gives an explanation about the sengoku era, and outlines a brief historical overview about it that focuses mostly on date since it's his clan's swords on display here. tsurumaru just reads it over, and

something just sort of clicks.

it's funny, how you could go from not knowing about something and then very suddenly having a lot of knowledge about it, like you kind of got hit in the head with a history book and absorbed the knowledge that way. ]

... uh.

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[ . . . . . hm?

mikazuki can't quite read tsurumaru's mind, even though he likes to think that he can normally manage a very close estimate. however this is so abrupt and outlandish that even he can't get anywhere close.

and so.]

Eh?

[preowned]

[ tsurumaru doesn't even know how to respond here. there's just a moment of silence as he tries to figure out what just happened, and when that gets him no answers, he just shoves his hand into his pocket to dig out his phone so he can open the retrospec app. ]

What... is going on?

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[ . . . Hm.

well, mikazuki settles for watching him for a moment before canting his head to the side in a mixture of confusion and concern.]

Are you feeling unwell?

[though, given that there are still workers wandering about - ]

Shall we move to the next room?

[where they're less likely to be overheard?]

[preowned]

[ he nods his head and starts to walk, stopping only once he realizes technically mikazuki should be the one leading since he. does not know what room would be empty.

it's startling. waking up in a younger body is too, of course, but he was asleep when that happened. the sensation of only a second passing before something changes drastically is... different. it feels a little more urgent.

tsurumaru continues to scroll through posts on the app as they walk. ]

Have you felt anything else unusual since we woke up?

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[there's a soft exhale of amusement as tsurumaru tries to lead - but as he's preoccupied with his phone, mikazuki will tuck the clipboard he has under his arm and his free hand will find its way to the small of tsurumaru's back

a gentle guide to another room that is more complete and therefore has less people running about. it's the recreation of the tea ceremony room because of course it is]

My tea was more flavorful, though perhaps that is merely a net benefit from this body.

[that's a no]

[preowned]

Did you know that the Date clan was founded in the 12th century?

[ he glances up from his phone and at mikazuki. ]

I didn't, until just now. Very strange.

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[ . . . hm.]

Well, that is rather the purpose of visiting a museum -

[to gain new knowledge, even though that is something that mikazuki knew, just given the nature of his job and personalities but.]

I take it that you mean something else.

[preowned]

[ he taps the side of his head. ]

Very suddenly, I just know... a lot about them? I am not sure how to explain it, but if you asked me a question, there's a good chance I may be able to answer it despite not knowing much about them before just now.

[ he pauses as he scans a post that someone put up a few weeks ago. ]

I'm definitely surprised!

I APPARENTLY NEVER SENT THIS TAG DESPITE WRITING IT WEEKS AGO

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[ . . . . . hm!

mikazuki blinks at that, surprised as well, judging by the expression on his face.]

... well that seems a bit unfair, given that I had to devote most of my life to study. How do you always manage to fly so far ahead of me, my dear crane?

[ . . . . on the surface, he imagines that's a fine answer though - something flickers in his gaze that's just a bit uncomfortable, unsettled.

he can't say he's particularly fond of something playing with tsurumaru's mind this way.]

[preowned]

I suppose you could potentially hire me now?

[ tsurumaru would be a horrible person to work at somewhere like a prestigious museum, actually.

but he goes quiet for another moment as he scrolls through the posts, before finally pocketing the device again.]

The mystery seems to deepen.

[ if anything, this new thing now makes this feel a little less temporary than it might have been. ]

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I believe that's called nepotism.

[he should probably keep his voice down? but it's fine, at least this area remains still a bit less populated than the rest of the exhibit.]

But it seems that they do... I wonder if we should hire detectives?

Or I suppose a few unoccupied old men could use a new hobby...

[preowned]

A detective may be useless if they can't even access the map. [ ... ] App?

[ please don't forget what it's called already ]

I may need to extend my stay here, if that is fine with you.

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Ha ha ha, an inaccessible map is no different from a hidden treasure map, is it not?

[don't just keep going with the incorrect name]

Hmm... I wonder if that is fine with me. Perhaps I should entertain the notion of 'rent'?

[HE IS SO RICH AND GAY, STOP JOKING AROUND, JIJI]

[preowned]

Rent... if the price is too steep for me, I may have to go look at apartments...

[ tsurumaru on the loose, trying to rent an apartment, asking if it comes with free weefee...

horrible.

but he'll take one of the exhibit's pamphlets and stuff it in his pocket, mostly to test himself later. ]

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Do you know how to?

[i need you to know that months later i read that as 'free weewee' and i was like i fucking hope that bathrooms are included in apartments yea]

Hmm... what should I charge for 'rent'? I am not familiar with the market value of my estate. Perhaps... your company for dinner each evening?

[that's not money]

[preowned]

[ i hate you

but he seems to be considering it seriously, as if this is an actual business venture that needs to be thoroughly thought over. and then he finally nods, smiling. ]

My dear, I would give that to you for free.

[ gay ]

[1/2]

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[ah - his expression warms at that and he can't help his smile, automatic and easy. he cants his head to the side as his hand comes up again to let the backs of his fingers brush against tsurumaru's hair]

Then it would be remiss of me not to seize the opportunity. I'll have the staff prepare a meal for two each evening for the foreseeable future.

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[ . . . he hums]

Though it seems we are still without rent.

Ah, I'll think of something later, perhaps.

[don't let the joke die]

[preowned]

Ahahaha, I'll have my lawyers look over the agreements.

[ he doesn't have a lawyer when he probably should considering what he gets up to

but it's fine. ]

What else do you have to do here today?