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[preowned]

[ the sound of the click catches his attention, and he'll wander back to mikazuki to nestle at his side. ]

Is there anything inside?

[ how did jiji break it ]

[unsaid]

Let us find out.

[as he moves to nudge the door open so that he can reach inside? what he manages to pull out is -

an omamori. you know, the kind that the saniwa gives to swords in order to keep them from breaking the kind that lune ended up keeping on his person out of habit and yet he still broke from the force of a meteor strike after corruption not that mikazuki knows this!]

Hm... lucky?

[preowned]

[ SHUT THE FUCK UP

but interesting... that gets him nosy enough that tsuru will obnoxiously attempt to open all of the lockers as well. ]

I wonder if all of the lockers have one of those?

[unsaid]

[wow i was just giving context

mikazuki will just move to put the omamori in his coat pocket - he can't help but feel as though it belongs there - as he watches tsurumaru try to open the others

then he'll move to close the locker again - and hum softly when his attempt to reopen it is denied]

.... I suppose there's no way to find out but to try. Though it would appear as though once it's empty, it will seal itself again.

[preowned]

Is that so...

[ no luck, none of them open for him. he pouts for a second, before pointing over at the building. ]

It's locked. But there doesn't seem to be anyone inside, so I don't know if it's simply closed or what.

[ it's the middle of the day though, which is an odd time for a business to be closed. ]

[unsaid]

Hm... Do you think we ought to make an appointment? Or shall we try to enter via the garage?

[what garage

he's just going to start looking around and see if there's another way to get in]

[preowned]

We can try both...

[ how. what garage. but will also look around... time to wander around the building. most people ignore them, unsurprisingly. ]

Do you think these windows are reinforced?

[ please don't break a window ]

[unsaid]

[please don't break a window]

Ha ha ha, are you trying to test out how fast your legs can carry you away from a crime scene?

[please don't be so okay with breaking a window]

[preowned]

Well, I think that'll be good information to have.

[ you never know when you need to do a quick getaway. but... he glances at mikazuki, his smile turning more amused. ]

But we can test that out another day.

[ is he concerned about whether or not jiji can run fast? perhaps ]

[unsaid]

[it's not a matter of whether he can or not - only whether or not he will. but he doesn't seem too bothered by this, instead just reaching out to take tsurumaru's arm like they really are still elderly old men who do their ambling walks]

Very well, very well.

Do you suppose we should continue our reconnaissance another time?

[preowned]

I suppose... it'll be helpful if we can meet someone else who knows about this.

[ because they can message them on the app, but both of them barely know how technology works so it would probably be easier if it's in person. ]

Shall we look for a store then?

[unsaid]

[the way we literally have to stop writing plot for our psl because we have to handwave interactions with tech-literate characters i hate it here

anyway!

back to the gay agenda]

Mm, let's. Perhaps this way? It looked rather busy...

[so that means stores are there, right? or they can just ask where to go and honestly get recommendations by strangers on the street about how to dress. nice!]

[preowned]

[ yea. they are just walking together now, because tsurumaru is not moving away from mikazuki's grasp.

but he is trying to keep a look out for where the youths seem to be gravitating towards. ]

Their pants look very tight.

[unsaid]

[ah the grandpa shuffle down the promenade. at least mikazuki can be slightly excused as he's obviously window shopping as they walk along]

Do you think they have to be helped into them each morning?

[no you fool that's just you]

[preowned]

Hm...

[ he glances down at jiji's legs. ]

We can probably manage.

[ he already helps him get dressed anyway it's fine ]

[unsaid]

[he also looks down at his legs

before looking back at tsurumaru and laughing]

I do not know if I should take the risk of something so limiting, but if you insist.

A crisp suit and scarf should be fine for me, no?

[it's just like what he wore in their college days... he's always run a little cold like an elderly person anyway]

[preowned]

... that'll probably work.

[ tsurumaru is very gay for someone in particular, and it is a little obvious going by the adoration in his eyes as he says this.

but time to not linger on that, because after walking by a few store fronts, they do actually pass by one with suits. he'll stop to usher the grandpa inside ]

[unsaid]

[DRESS-UP TIME WITH GRANDPAS but in they go!! mikazuki doesn't seem to have much issue with that and - honestly, of all places, he looks most comfortable here. he waddles off to examine the suit selection, indicates what he'd like to the workers, and -

nearly rattles off his old measurements before realizing]

Ah, I think I'll need to be refitted?

[DON'T JUST BUY A TOO BIG SUIT, JIJI]

Would you like to join me, dear Tsurumaru?

[preowned]

[ imagine if he got his old measurements and they're just back at the original problem

but tsurumaru obediently wanders over to him when he is called. he cannot tell if jiji means for him to also be fitted for a suit, or for him to join him in getting changed, but the answer would be the same either way unfortunately. ]

Do I want to know the price?

[unsaid]

[please don't join him just for getting changed, tsurumaru. but mikazuki will smile when tsurumaru wanders over to him - and points out another white suit to the attendants to be brought over to the fitting room once their measurements are confirmed. seems like tsuru's also getting fitted.]

If you did, I am afraid I could not tell you.

[he didn't even

look]

[preowned]

[ he is used to helping a binch get dressed so it just makes sense to him

but he'll glance at the suit and nod his head before turning his attention to mikazuki. ]

Ah, my rent will go up...

[ his fake rent ]

[unsaid]

Ah, so it should. Perhaps then dinner each evening... and a walk.

[please want for a little more, you foolish old man

but regardless they'll be brought to the back of the store - they're probably at a bespoke tailor, so that means they're going to get some real detailed measurements taken.

the poor people working will have to deal with this flirting in front of their salads]

[preowned]

[ they'll also have to be largely confused about their outfits. it's fine. ]

You drive a hard bargain, but... that's probably within my budget.

[ his budget that he just made up ]

You don't want anything else?

[unsaid]

[isn't jiji's shirt still inside out because tsuru dressed him this morning

i hate it here

but also he smiles even as he steps forward to let himself get measured, his gaze remaining on tsurumaru]

Is there more you'd be willing to offer?

[preowned]

[ FUCK. IT IS. i also hate it here

but what would he offer?

it's all a joke, of course, but that really is quite a question. because it actually makes tsurumaru pause as he tries to come up with an answer that isn't simply 'anything'

he knows that there is a limit somewhere. he had hit it previously, years ago, when he had decided to keep quiet about his feelings when he realized he was not willing to offer his heart to be trampled on. because mikazuki would have never been allowed to accept him, regardless of whether or not the feelings were returned.

he's uncertain. they have no idea what is going on at the moment, and they could revert back to their old bodies at any time, as far as they know. but the reintroduction to youth has maybe made him bolder than he was yesterday, even if it may end poorly later. ]

I'm considering it.