zerotohiro | Some Legends Are Told, Some Turn To Dust Or To Gold [CEREALIA INBOX]

Complacency. Right. I'm not even gonna ask what you did to cut them out and skip right to the congratulations. Have you tried deleting the app, by chance? I was messing with my CereVice to see if I could jailbreak it or something and it's not coming off. I mean back home there're some apps on my phone that I couldn't get rid of either but I'm not sure it's the same thing in this case. Those are all really, really good questions. And I don't have answers yet.

[And that bothers him. A lot. Congratulations, Kon, you've managed to pique the interests of a 14 year old genius with a lot of curiosity to spare. I hope you're proud. Shortly after though he'll receive an address for the Hamadas' apartment.]

Spirits?? Whatever, you can explain when you get here. Four or five should be enough to start looking at if you can spare those. I've got time today if you've got time and if not I can figure something out.

complacency. also most people aren't nearly as nosy as i am, so after the whole mistaken identity thing i figured i'd literally check the books out.

honestly i've tried a couple different things, which is saying something because even the supposedly unbreakable apps back home aren't much of a problem for me to recode or remove, but *this* stupid app...
the one time i thought i'd managed to finally delete it i'd gone to a different app, then back to the selection screen and it was there like i hadn't done a damn thing.

"the scientist is not a person who gives the right answers, he's one who asks the right questions."

[ Which means that they've got to find the right answers. It's only a matter of sticking their curious teenage noses where they don't belong, but Kon's made that his job for a long time now, so. Kinda nice to have someone else to go snooping with. ]

it's something that ought to be explained in person, anyways.
i'll be there in a couple minutes.

[There's a pause...]

You are such a nerd. Just get over here, the door's unlocked.

[He'll address all of that whenever Kon shows up but it appears he's already itching to get started.]

[ Kon doesn't even bother replying to that via text, just grins at his cerevice before he's pocketing it and heading out. Nothing suspect has happened around swordhaus, so... no need to swordsit. Or saniwasit. Yet.

Casually going to walk right in, no big deal. He's definitely not wearing feudal Japanese clothing anymore, at least. ]

If I'm a nerd, what does that make you?

[He's stationed at a small desk in the corner with a laptop set out. Tadashi's workspace is left untouched and Hiro's...is a wreck. Papers and notebooks scattered everywhere, a few empty (and half-empty) energy drink cans, pens everywhere, a couple of what look like lego models including something mildly familiar, books upon books upon books, his tablet, a few out of place metal roses, and most importantly a large calico-colored cat taking up a good corner of the desk. Baymax is also seated on the floor next to the desk, apparently downloading some things from another laptop. Hiro doesn't even look up from his screen when Kon says anything, just waving a hand to make sure he shuts the door.

He'll look up in a minute. Really.]

I am an intellectual. I don't go around quoting pretentious...quotes.

[ Toeing his shoes off and leaving them by the door, Kon takes a look around the apartment absently as he makes his way into the space. The legos amuse him a little when he spots them, but he makes sure not to disturb the robot that inspired them since it looks like he's downloading something. The workspace doesn't really surprise him, given what his own back home has always looked like, and - ]

I have a good memoh my god, you're so fat. [ - and there's the fattest calico he's ever seen in his life, sitting on the desk. His voice drops a little into an awed almost-whisper, and while Kon's got his bum arm supported via his hand being tucked into his hoodie pocket, it probably won't stay there for long if he gets to pick up this giant round ball of fur. ]

[Hey, it's much cleaner than his room at home or the garage. It's only when Kon mentions Mochi that the cat stirs, opening bright green eyes and giving a plaintive meow up at him. His tail flicks, brushing some of Hiro's papers aside and finally pulling the boy out of his work.]

Huh? Oh. Mochi, stop. [He gently tugs on the cat's tail a bit and the cat gets up, leaning further over the edge of the table to get a better look at the new stranger. There's another chirp sound from the cat as Hiro reorganizes his notes, suddenly realizing he may have very well lost Kon's attention.]

...he really is kind of huge, isn't he? [He lets his eyes glance over Kon for a moment, nodding to himself.] Nice to see you in normal, non-Edo-era clothes.

Mochi, oh my god, it's perfect. [ Unable to help himself, Kon laughs, completely enchanted by this frankly enormous cat - it's not even like he's just fat, he's huge. Mochi looks like he could have eaten him in one bite when he was Hiro's age, probably, but he still wants to pet him.

So he offers him his left hand, grinning. The mess on his desk doesn't even faze him, before or after the cat's swished his tail across it. ] Hi. He looks like a ball of mochi.

[ But he does manage to split his attention between the two of them, angling his head a little towards Hiro while still looking at this damn cat. ] I fit in either way where I'm staying, hilariously, but it's nice to have normal shoes again. [ And actual underwear, but we're not talking about that. ]

[As soon as Kon offers his hand, the cat butts his head against it, immediately starting to purr. Hiro rolls his eyes, putting down his pen finally and leaning back in his chair as he watches his friend and his feline friend interact.]

That's kinda the point. [He shrugs.] My aunt owns a cafe called Lucky Cat. Mochi's kinda like a mascot. [The damn cat continues to purr, even going as far as to lick Kon's hand.] I'm not sure what that says about you or the people you're staying with if your old clothes would fit in. You were going to explain about spirits and technology though, remember?

[Y'know. Before they get into the whole "look at these chips" thing.]

[ There's way too many cute animals in Cerealia, honestly, but Kon wouldn't exactly reach out to the smallest fox like he is Mochi. There's kind of a difference between someone's pet housecat and a kitsune that's bound to a tsukumogami. At least Mochi seems to approve of him, and after he gets a lick he scratches under the cat's chin. ]

Your aunt makes great choices. [ Look at this cat, of course he'd be a mascot. But then he figures he ought to focus properly. ] Right - so, in Japanese lore, there's these spirits called tsukumogami. They're the spirits of inanimate objects that have reached a hundred years, gaining sentience and power, and they can be literally anything. In this case, I somehow got taken home by the sword of Sakamoto Ryouma, and he's probably one of the youngest swords in the place. There's sixteen, I think?

[ He rubs his thumb across the bridge of Mochi's nose. ] They're still learning about modern tech and appliances, and apparently things glitch a lot in the apartments we're all spread across, so I'm not really keen on keeping any tech around there for long.

[Mochi's incredibly receptive to what Kon's doing and Baymax has finished downloading his database, also listening to Kon's story the same way Hiro is. Before he can even stop himself though he finds himself saying:] Yokai. [He understands what tsukumogami are, having a firm grasp of Japanese lore even if he doesn't entirely believe or care for all of it. He also seems to know who Sakamoto Ryouma is and before Kon can question it he sort of waves a hand.] The school system taught us both US and Japanese history. I didn't think that tsukumogami were actually...y'know. Real? How'd you end up going home with a sword?

[And even moreso. Mochi licks Kon's thumb (or tries to) while Hiro snorts in response.] In that case I can't say I blame you. It's cool, you can keep stuff here. Tadashi and I probably won't break them. [Probably.]

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