2025-08-20: Queer Side of Sumaru
- Log: Queer Side of Sumaru
- Cast: Hazuki Nakao, Myunghon Yeo
- Where: Gigolo Arcade exterior, Akihabara, Tokyo
- OOC Date: August 20, 2025
- IC Date: June 28, 2012
- Summary: Hazuki encounters Myunghon retracing their steps at the arcade. After resonating, they discuss Taro Nakata and the Homunculus, the supernatural world, and how to get hormones in Japan.
- Content Warning: Light mentions of misgendering
<Pose Tracker> Hazuki Nakao has posed.
It is later in the evening at Gigolo Arcade, after Suzume and Hazuki played some rounds. Normally, Hazuki would have left by now, gotten some food or gone home... but after the discussion with Tyler yesterday and Suzume today, she's...
Outside the entrance, staring into the middle distance near a bench, phone in her pocket and kinda just staring at a wall. She's not really paying attention, and could be snuck up on quite easily. It almost seems like dissociation, but *not quite*.
She's clad in her usual clothes, frowning gloomily. Hopefully she's alright... no one else has checked on her, giving her a wide berth.
<Pose Tracker> Myunghon Yeo has posed.
Why... ...is Myunghon back here?
This is stupid. This is frivolous. This is a waste of time. They just wasted an entire hour and a half taking a train ride here. They even fished that oversize jacket back and draped it over the same oversize sweaterdress, which is also a stupid idea after they died to medical phone calls last night and they don't have the spoons or brainspace to interrogate femme clothing to their gender woes and now they're coping by-- by--
Imagining how that outing with Shinobu went. Before it all got disrupted by that weird, cruel boy who was mean to--
Oh. The girl now standing just outside. "Oh..." Myunghon pauses, looking awkward as they raise their left hand to their head -- and the sleeves dangle, then they focus and reinforce themselves. Mask on! Then they step forward.
"Hazuki, wasn't it?" Myunghon greets, remembering they didn't like -kun so much last time. Yobisute isn't that common even amongst people younger than you, but perhaps it will work better. "Good afternoon. It's nice to see you again."
<Pose Tracker> Hazuki Nakao has posed.
Myunghon's greeting is... ignored, at first, like it's barely heard. It takes a moment which might be worrying, until...
"Aaaaah!"
Hazuki returns to awareness, tilting her head around a few times in wild confusion. She looks to Myunghon, shaking off the funk, before frowning sharper. "Oh, sorry, I was... dis...sociating." It sounds like she's lying. That's... weird?
First name yobisute though is entirely okay. As Myunghon greets, she looks over them. "Oh... Myung...Myunghon? From the tournament day, right?" An older adult who nonetheless remembered her name. How polite...
"Good afternoon... did you come to play at the arcade? You didn't bring your companion... still trying to learn how to beat her...?"
<Pose Tracker> Myunghon Yeo has posed.
Myunghon pauses and politely waits, but the 'Aaaah!' does promptly make them flinch, even through the masking. They don't draw attention to dissociation because *they* are a regional champ at dissociating and it's always awkward when people raise attention to when they go all goldfish on them.
"Myunghon," they decide that the name is entirely fine. "T-tournament day... yes, was that why it was so busy?" That's right, Shinobu signed up for that. Why are they so nervous right now? They're just recalling that day. It felt already like they were so fragile that they already did something they wouldn't do, mask down, but they didn't even get what they retroactively realised they wanted out of it...
And how's retracing all their steps going to help, like they can play pretend with a ghost that they're not even visualising very well?
Still, emotional problems can wait. What's up here is a kind, graceful smile. "I... did not. She is busy today, with other work," Myunghon tries to not sound so disappointed. "And... no, I did not even manage to figure out what the game she liked was. But... how about you, Hazuki? Is there something bothering you?"
<Pose Tracker> Hazuki Nakao has posed.
Myunghon accepts the name! Yay, she remembered! "Yeah... a new game had just launched," Hazuki says quietly, remembering that day.
She witnesses a bit of disappointment, an eyebrow raise. She is now mentally categorizing them as 'partners?' because Hazuki is very queer.
"Oh, it was Innocent Cog," she says, having retained it to memory entirely. "It's more of an anime fighter? Very fast-paced, lots of bullshit. You'll like it," she assumes. "My favorite character is the <queer> priest. Well, I think they're <queer>. Everyone else thinks they're some sort of stereotype..." She speaks partly in English there, unsure of the best way to put it otherwise.
Though, when Myunghon asks if something's bothering Hazuki... there's a moment of sharper frowning. Nakata-kun lashed out that day... but it wasn't really him.
And it occurs. A resonating *light* flashes in Myunghon's senses, the telltale sign for a Navigator of a Persona user's resonance. She certainly didn't have this that other day, so something must have happened... her Resonance is clearly uncontrolled, a beacon for other Persona Users, bright and shining.
"...I'm fine," she lies.
<Pose Tracker> Myunghon Yeo has posed.
In a few years, Hazuki's queer sense will be so developed she can sense out the imminently bullyable relationship baby in front of her. "Oh, so that youkai game was... new? But everyone was so skilled already," Myunghon might be assuming wrongly here, unsure on whether or not Night Parade was the new game.
"O-oh--" Words start flying out of Hazuki, barraging Myunghon like they're stuck holding down-back against Hazuki's top tier Zoner character. Anime fighter? A-aren't they all animated? What's the difference? Bullshit? Is that a special game term or does it relate to some of the toxic behaviours they've seen like how Taro behaved? There are queer priests?? Can they see???? Don't ask them to have brisket for dinner, though, that one strongly tastes like ash. (... is it fat, mostly, that triggers that feeling?)
Myunghon is something of an innocent cog in the whole system right now.
The *light*, however, causes them to physically reel back out of sheer unpreparedness and sensory blindness -- especially in a non-supernatural space like Akihabara. Myunghon ends up bompfhing against the Gigolo Arcade's glass door and yelps as someone comes out and they have to swan out of the way and blurt out, "M-my apologies."
They're breathing a little harder by the end of it. Their eye is back on Hazuki for a moment longer. Hazuki didn't exhibit this before -- and when she was at the Peacock Silk, she was profoundly rejected for it too. (Myunghon still feels bad about that.)
Another deep breath. Square breaths. Stay Frosty. Hee. Ho. Hee. Ho.
"Hazuki... did something... really *unusual* happen to you lately?" Myunghon dares venture, then glances around. "We can go somewhere else if you'd like some privacy."
<Pose Tracker> Hazuki Nakao has posed.
"It was a rerelease, a new version, so all the characters were kinda similar to before but there's new moves and changes..." Hazuki explains.
And then Myunghon reacts poorly in two ways, barraged about words, and then stumbling upon the glass door. Hazuki's eyes widen, clearly worried. "Are you okay? I'm so sorry, I'll stop talking!" she says, but then Myunghon takes some breathes and...
"...it's a lot to explain..." She doesn't know if Myunghon is a Persona User or not, but... privacy sounds nice. "There's a little cafe patio nearby, we can take a breather."
Hazuki will head to the nearby cafe with Myunghon, if they're willing. She'll buy herself some horrible sugarbomb of a coffee, because she'll need it, and take a seat once they're ready, completely isolated from the hustle and bustle by virtue of being the only ones on the patio.
"...what I'm about to say is going to sound insane. But..." A conspiratorial glance.
"That wasn't Nakata-kun... that was a monster wearing his face." If Myunghon doesn't believe her, she can use metaphor. But right now...
Hazuki needs to talk to someone who isn't a fellow teenager. She needs Adult Wisdom.
<Pose Tracker> Myunghon Yeo has posed.
Re-release? Are people so silly they're expected to pay full price for the same game with some touchups and just a few new characters? Myunghon will never understand the plight of the GAMER. "No, no, it wasn't..." Myunghon tries to reassure, but there's no particular way they can describe the light sensation without sounding weird.
A change of pace sounds fine. What does the arcade have for them anyway? They were just going to find the Innocent Cog machine and sit down on it all lonely and just imagine what could've been... ...crane games have more romantic appeal, don't they? (No, Myunghon, fighting games are supercharged with homoeroticism. There's literally a whole mindgame around okizeme, it's very <queer>.)
Cafe.
Myunghon orders a... water... and doesn't look particularly eager to touch it. The coffee with ten cubes of sugar gets a brief look, but they're honestly trying to fight the instinct of wanting to employ Riker-style seating in front of a relative stranger who'd find them WEIRD, so they have to fight to just sit like a normal person. It feels like being bound down by training weights.
"No... I can believe you," Myunghon admits. A monster wearing his face? It wouldn't be the first time a Demon with some skill in impersonation's usurped the life of someone in Sumaru before. It's not common, but it's happened before. Of course, their guess is completely off the mark.
"Why don't you start from the beginning, Hazuki? I'm listening."
<Pose Tracker> Hazuki Nakao has posed.
Myunghon has their water, and Hazuki's drinking murder coffee. She takes a swig before eyes widen as Myunghon believes her. "Really?" She wonders if that's also metaphor, but...
She'll take the risk. If she sounds insane, she'll make something up.
"...after the tournament, I talked to my grandma. She suggested I try and apologize, so I took the family baseball bat and waited outside his school to talk with him. You know, in case he was haunted by ghosts..." What?
Another sip of coffee. "He... kinda was. When he passed by, I shouted out, and suddenly, I blacked out. I awoke..." How to say it... "in a horrible carnival full of monsters? A talking Pig... he's some sort of Shadow? He protected me, told me that something called a Homunculus had possessed Nakata-kun..."
There's clearly more, but she stops there for a minute. "I know, it sounds ridiculous, but it's true! You have to believe me..."
The memory of it all causes a few tears to well up. She's still adjusting.
<Pose Tracker> Myunghon Yeo has posed.
Myunghon really wishes they could adopt Ball Forme M, because it's infinitely easier to think with their knees up in their face. They'll have to make do. Hazuki's explanation gets them fisheyed sometimes, their finger to their lip as they spiderweb up and make connections, but they consciously try to not disappear for too long, even if it's really hard for them to make eye contact with Hazuki. They hope she doesn't take it as a sign they're lying about listening.
How do they approach this? A Carnival could be some type of Palace, a talking Pig... a cognitive Shadow? Hazuki's saying as much. The Pig protected her, and said a homunculus possessed Taro Nakata... a Homunculus? That's not quite like anything else they've learned, but they're finding out far too many new things about the supernatural in the last month alone.
"Let me try to reassure you I believe you another way, Hazuki," Myunghon tries as an approach. "When you were in danger from these monsters in the Carnival, did something... awaken from inside of you? Like a great, Shadowy figure that says that they're another you... 'I am thou...'" They begin, seeing if Hazuki will finish it.
That light Resonance was unmistakable. It has to be, right?
<Pose Tracker> Hazuki Nakao has posed.
Hazuki doesn't really even care if Myunghon's listening. The fact she can talk without being judged is enough. But when they ask her if something awakened...
"Thou art I..." A pause. What was the rest of it? "A great change beckons... seize it and make your mark. Forge yourself in the flames of conflict and shine brightly... I am Janus, the boundaries ahead are yours to break."
She wipes a tear off her face. "...someone told me it's called a Persona. When I broke out of that cocoon, dressed in that magical girl outfit... Janus was there with me, and helped me destroy the Shadows that were attacking us, these creepy... things. Roger, the pig, said that the place was called an Atelier..."
"... do you have one, too?"
<Pose Tracker> Myunghon Yeo has posed.
There it is.
Myunghon listens more intently as Hazuki speaks the rest of the words. Janus...? They're not a mythological expert, but the Roman god, perhaps? That's what they would guess by the name. But nonetheless, the words are intriguing too. One of great change.
"Yes, it is called a Persona," Myunghon affirms, though they blink once when Hazuki describes a magical girl outfit. Roger, the Pig? They can't help but think of how they saw a cartoon cat in Kaneshiro's Palace... just what's that about? If they had a sassy cat that told them they needed to hydrate and replenish their nutrients and go to bed, they might have genuinely become a healthier person.
Instead, Myunghon only has bad life decisions.
"I do," Myunghon reveals. "I can't show you right now. Akiba is not a place where you can manipulate those powers freely, and you wouldn't want to necessarily do so anyway." An Atelier... not a Palace? This mystery is just deepening, further and further.
"An Atelier... I haven't heard of that term before, Hazuki, but I know of other similar supernatural spaces," Myunghon explains, leaving it general so as to not overwhelm her. "It's natural to feel lost and confused. I was too." They leave out that they were also half-dead and were confined to the hospital. "After all, finding out all these things are true changes how you view a lot of things, doesn't it?"
<Pose Tracker> Hazuki Nakao has posed.
...I understand," Hazuki says about being shown. "I've... tried to bring it back out, but it won't come out. I guess when I go back to the Atelier, it'll be there?" She doesn't know.
A pause. "Yeah, there's a lot of stuff, I've heard. Dark Hour, hell subway, hell tower, sharknadoes..." She grimaces. "It's... changed everything. I have to save Nakata-kun.. but I don't even know how to get back in there. Apparently I need to 'bring the thread to the eye', whatever that means. I think the people from Peacock Silk know, they were in the Atelier with me, but... a friend told me not to trust them yet."
"But I want to help him and that pig. There has to be a reason, those constellations I saw when I awoke... it felt like I had a choice, to go forward or back to normalcy. I was trying to ask this pointy-nosed guy about it, Igor. You know him, right? He works in the Velvet Room, that airport terminal? Safie's there, too. They won't answer my questions..."
<Pose Tracker> Myunghon Yeo has posed.
"In most mundane spaces, you aren't able to use that power. So you have to be careful," Myunghon explains slowly. "There are exceptions, like..." A pause. "You probably... noticed how everything turns green and eerie after midnight, and the moon hangs low and bright and sickly, now, haven't you? That's the Dark Hour. If you don't have a plan, I'd recommend staying inside -- Shadows lurk outside, and it can be dangerous."
Myunghon's brain is trying to rack on what else they have to warn and explain to someone who's just trying to find their feet on tsupernatural space. ... wait, Sharknado?? There's Sharknados as well now??? That's just unfair. But there's a look of surprise when Hazuki brings up the Peacock Silk and how she needs to 'bring the thread to the eye'. A friend told her to not trust them...
"An airport... terminal? The Velvet Room just appears as a normal circular room to me..." Myunghon admits. Safie? This girl is certainly experiencing different things from them, and it always irks them when they find differences, because it always feels like whatever shadowy being on the other end is playing with them.
Still, there's one topic to centre on at present. "You could certainly try to ignore all this and return to normalcy... but it will be very difficult. It's exceptionally difficult to place it all back in once it spills out... and I've seen no shortage of people who struggle when they try to turn away from it all. Besides..."
A longer pause. "You wished to rescue Nakata-kun. That is important to you, isn't it? Knowing that he is in there. In danger."
<Pose Tracker> Hazuki Nakao has posed.
"...got it," Hazuki nods. "And people turn into coffins, right, during the Dark Hour?"
"Igor said I'm something called... a Wild Card. He also said that my tarot card is Fool... do you have one too?" Fool, the first card of the Major Arcana. The beginning of the journey... "I'm still trying to figure out where I'm supposed to get more of these Personas, though. He mentioned something about that... I've got Mothman now too thanks to Safie, though..."
This girl does NOT know opsec. Oh no.
"But on the subject of ignoring it... "I have to help him. If I don't, then that thing will kill him... and I'll never get to apologize. Never get to play a game with him again. Never..."
The tears finally pour down her face. She's scared. She's very, very scared. But she's trying to be brave.
<Pose Tracker> Myunghon Yeo has posed.
"... yes. And-- whatever you do, Hazuki, don't try to forcefully move those coffins," Myunghon warns. "You'll end up seriously hurting or traumatising those people inside." On this topic, they have to be clear, much like how they have to warn people to not kill people's Shadows in Mementos.
But Hazuki explains how she's a Wild Card. A 'Fool' Tarot Card... Myunghon looks inquisitive for a moment. "... no, I do not. I have felt frustrated at my limitations, but I have seen at least one other that can seemingly resonate with multiple Personas." And Mothman?! Muito Real! They honestly have no idea where to find new Personae. Sometimes they wish they could pick and choose, portray a Persona that they feel more comfortable with. What was the world trying to tell them when they assigned Kudlak to them?
It feels like a condemnation of their evil. The parasite. The leech, of the bourgeoisie class. The Shadow of Myorei Yukichi will never leave them.
"... I know it's scary, Hazuki. It's okay to feel scared," Myunghon offers, as-- they hesitate, would a more normal and empathic person give hugs at this point? They feel defective and unempathetic and broken. No, don't make it about you, no matter how you're feeling right now. This is about Hazuki. They take an awkward sip of their water, but... they offer a handkerchief forward, at the very least.
It's kinda cute and embroidered and has the initials M.Y. on it. Looks custom. "Here..."
They allow Hazuki to work her feelings out through her tears, not wanting to rush her. "You have a friend you can trust in already, can't you? That Shadow Pig, Roger. And since you need to understand how to re-enter this place... then suffice to say you happen to have run into someone who can help you with that. You see, I am known as Rumourmonger Merry to the supernatural community. It is our business to understand supernatural spaces and help one another."
Myunghon leans their head forward gently. "It's my mission to make sure none of us are alone in our struggle, Hazuki."
<Pose Tracker> Hazuki Nakao has posed.
"Don't move the coffins..." Hazuki shudders a bit. "Okay. I won't touch them."
There's others with multiple Personas... impressive. So it's a special feat... but then she's crying, and Myunghon hands out that handerkerchief. She wipes her eyes, wetting it, until she can calm down. "Yeah... if I find him again, he can help me. Re-entering... the thread to the eye..." She still doesn't get it.
Once she's done with the handerkerchief, she sets it on the table. "Thank you, Myunghon. You're... really nice."
But, the words Myunghon says resonate with Hazuki, brightly. "...none of us are alone. You're right. We're all connected, like the stars in a constellation... I'll need help saving Nakata-kun. If you can find the information... I'll pay whatever I can, I promise."
One more wipe of a hand to her eyes.
"I'm not giving up on him."
<Pose Tracker> Myunghon Yeo has posed.
"Okay. There are just some risks around the unawakened, but that's the big one that affects everyone, since... well, for better or worse, you've just gained an extra hour for the rest of your life," Myunghon sighs softly. It's useful sometimes, and... incredibly irritating and unsettling on other days.
There's a gentle nod. So this Roger isn't able to escape to the outside world. What does it mean, that there are figures that only exist in the Cognitive world? But Hazuki calls them really nice, and they look-- stangely shy at that for a moment. ... they're not so nice. They've done some truly miserable, unforgiveable things they can never take back. Things that disqualify them from being a human being--
No. Other people are more important.
Hazuki's metaphor is lovely. Stars in a constellation. ... sometimes they think they are like a star, burning brightly, only to be blotted by the sun. "You already are paying me, Hazuki. Information is the most valuable in our line of business," Myunghon places a finger to her lip. "I want you to see if you can find more information on what 'threading the eye' means... but it seems that the Peacock Silk people might be our only lead at present."
That same finger is raised, as their extra long sleeve dangles cutely. "But... know this. When you find your point of entry, there will be other Persona-Users who will be at your side, to help you fight and protect you. I can introduce you to others as well."
<Pose Tracker> Hazuki Nakao has posed.
"...what happens to the food in my fridge when the power goes out? I assume I shouldn't open it..." Hazuki muses. She hasn't been able to ask these things yet! As she drinks more coffee, though...
Already paying? Information, right. "I'll have to ask them eventually, yeah..."
"I'd like you to introduce me to others... I'll need allies."
A pause. Myunghon just radiates cute, don't they? They're an infobroker... maybe she can trust them. Maybe they can help her with another problem... they didn't seem upset at the queer comment earlier, even if she currently thinks they're just a cis (gay?) woman. She tries to say it, "Ah, uhm. Do you. uh. Are you. Do you know."
It sounds like she's stuttering for a moment. And then, just blurts out, "I need help finding somewhere to get advice on uh. Hm. Gender. Gender! That's a good word for it. Gender..."
Yeah, she's become an anxious mess, especially in a language she doesn't know well. Oh no. "Since you're, uh," don't say gay you don't actually know "a rumormonger, do you know anywhere... I can... go?"
<Pose Tracker> Myunghon Yeo has posed.
"Devices just..." Myunghon considers the word. "Suspend, is probably the right word. So your computer doesn't realise that an hour passed just because it stopped working for that hour." ... they can't one hundred sure food in fridges don't spoil because they never HAVE anything in their fridge. But no one's reported food mysteriously spoiling overnight, so they assume it's fine. The Dark Hour is really skilled at not being noticeable to people.
"I... happen to also have an interest in the Peacock Silk," oh, is INTEREST the way you're phrasing that, Myunghon? If Hazuki knew what really happened she'd probably tease you. "So I can also look into that for you." There's a gentle nod. Who'd be a good starting point for Hazuki to meet, they think... perhaps Shinobu. ... it doesn't feel entirely right to just out Shinobu as a Persona-User, but she'd understand.
"I work out of Hirasaka Ward in Sumaru City, so it's quite a ways away... but I should also direct you to the Dark Side of Sumaru, a forum website that we often use. It takes a bit of sifting, but you can find a lot of valuable Persona information there."
Myunghon would probably DIE if they found out Hazuki is parsing them as a cis woman right now, because that means Myorei Yukichi, the Perfect Student, is surfacing over them, like an evil twin on a full moon and-- agh-- burn these cute clothes-- cute is the enemy-- you're bad and invalid for liking cute-- hwaaa brain doom spiral. Hazuki stammers, and Myunghon pulls a sleeve up over their mouth (cute! see?? evil twin!), and...?
"Ara..." Myunghon tries to figure out what it is Hazuki is asking about. "Do you mean relationships... or?" Wait, why are they applying such a light touch here?
There's a soft exhale, as they glance around to make sure they aren't being scrutinised. "I don't... identify as a woman, Hazuki. If that is the type of gender advice you are asking about?"
<Pose Tracker> Hazuki Nakao has posed.
Hazuki nods about the fridge, but then... Peacock Silk. "Thank you... we'll get this done, somehow..."
Hirasaka Ward, Sumaru... "A website? I'll check it out. Maybe I can help people too, eventually..." You've committed a crime, Myunghon. Hazuki is a POSTER.
Though, about gender, she shakes her head about relationships, trying to figure out how to say it. Eventually, though, Myunghon reveals they're trans too, and... there's a moment of dawning realization.
Hazuki just opens up, frowning. "...I'm transgender. It's been... really hard. Back in London, I at least knew where to go, could get my pills prescribed, had blockers... now, I'm doing it myself, don't know anyone, and get called a boy more frequently by doctors because it's on my charts." A sharp grimace, like the very thought triggers her dysphoria. "They won't prescribe me, and it's been really hard to get good doses or talk to anyone about this... I was just going to ask if you had resources to contact..."
<Pose Tracker> Myunghon Yeo has posed.
Myunghon is going to have the shock of their life when Hazuki's Posting habit becomes known. They don't know that they are a BABY online, despite being acquainted with the Dark Side of Sumaru. But not only that, now that they've tipped their card, Hazuki confesses that she, too is transgender, and that it's been really difficult because she doesn't know where to source medicine and doctors misgender her and won't prescribe her.
"I confess I haven't explored medicine," Myunghon does put that out there first. "But I have friends who know of contacts from a few years ago. We're lucky that we're in Tokyo, because the amount of available care is much greater here than in rural regions. She's talked about having supportive clinics that she gets her shots from. It'll speed up the process if you have your medical record and notes from England as well."
We're so establishing queer-ass Myunghon Age 20: Shibuya Street Scene Spinoff Story so hard.
A pause, as something comes to mind when they mention England. "<... do you prefer if I just speak in English? I don't mind. It's not an extra burden for me.>" Their English is surprisingly good!
<Pose Tracker> Hazuki Nakao has posed.
"That's fine," Hazuki says regarding the medicine. But a legal method with a good clinic... "Oh, really?!"
Myunghon pauses, and asks about English. Hazuki's eyes light up. She effortlessly shifts, her speed and energy changing immensely. "<Oh my god you're so cool, thank you so much. A clinic...! I can get my papers, yeah, lemme just... ask... mom and dad...">
She's staring into the middle distance again. She might need a moment.
She shakes out of it in the end. "<"But yeah, yeah yeah yeah, you've really helped me here today. I know this is only our second time meeting, but *thank you so much*.">
<Pose Tracker> Myunghon Yeo has posed.
Myunghon does feel internally rather scared. This girl just agreed to pull up her papers just because someone was nice and understanding. What if it hadn't been them? What if it'd been someone with far more malicious intent? ... unfortunately, that is part of the reality of being queer -- you're often discriminated against and vulnerable, so someone appearing to throw you a lifeline and you end up chomping at it on the bit. ... they were lucky too, to have some friends that understood them. ... then they now have no choice but to hurt and possibly even kill them.
It's just like it is with Tsubasa. They have to be someone Hazuki can trust. They want to be there as someone the youths can trust and rely on. That's Rumourmonger Merry. Rumourmonger Merry is Hope. They put their phone down on the table with their number.
"<It's not a concern. Let's exchange numbers. I'll contact my friend, and I can send you the details of the clinics that she recommends.>" They're aware of just how much more pronoun-heavy English is. In Japanese, you can cut off the subject most times. It's just not that kind of language. "<As for papers... I'm definitely not an expert, because you wouldn't have Japanese papers and would be going under a different path, I assume... I might have to ask another friend with some experience in that.>"
Look at them, with their connections. They should've made a competing website to Baofu and called it the Queer Side of Sumaru.
<Pose Tracker> Hazuki Nakao has posed.
Hazuki pulls out her phone, exchanging numbers. She doesn't even realize how entirely open she is, it just feels... right. Myunghon feels like a good person. "Here, thank you."
Myunghon basically implies not to give the papers to *them*, "<Oh, okay. That's fine, you've done so much already... thank you. I'll check out Dark Side and try and talk to Peacock Silk... I'm meeting some people tomorrow, too, so that should get more information, maybe? We'll see. I'll let you know what I dig up.>"
She's smiling a little more than she did, though. She was gloomy at the start of this... Myunghon's helped her through a little bit of that in this moment.
"<I should probably head home, though... thank you again, Myunghon.>"
She'll go once she finishes her coffee... so much sugar.
<Pose Tracker> Myunghon Yeo has posed.
It's true. Myunghon would've probably been more explicit about it, but it looks like they don't have to at the moment. "<I don't quite know what to think of the Peacock Silk yet... but I think that there are very interesting people there.>" They're feeling their heart thump. They shouldn't really. They do it with everyone... it's not personal. It was just business. How innocent a cog you are, Myunghon. Just because you're so used to thinking yourself disqualified a human being means you're so vulnerable the moment someone convinces you you have a human emotion. How foolish.
"<It's nice to see you looking a bit more cheered up,>" Myunghon does express. "<Be safe on your way home.>"
Myunghon does look a little more buoyed themself, much like how when they were able to help Tsubasa and Lance. Being able to help people allows them to ignore their own troubles for a time... ...now what're they going to do with the rest of their time? Akiba is really not their kinda place... perhaps they should try to study that Innocent Cog game. Imagine how impressed Shinobu would be if you walked in and were suddenly an expert...
(It doesn't work like that, Myunghon.)