[Beel storms off, and Haruka is quite frankly too nervous to follow after him. He does need to stop by his cabana to pick something up, but... He's a little concerned. Just a little, though! It's nothing major! That trial was just a nightmare, and...
He still feels bad for calling Beel an idiot, even if that's not the most pressing thing on his mind. After the detour to his cabana and an awkward conversation (keeping track of PC timelines will be the death of me, lav), he seeks out Beel in the buffet. He's... he's assuming he's there, but if he isn't there's still other places to check, and he has his u-pinion...
But first, time to see if he can hunt him down the normal way. Where you at, demon boy?]
[“To be fair, it’s hard to be happy in a place like this” is what Haruka wants to say at first. Just dismiss it all entirely, because it’s not like that’s not true.
But…
It’s complicated. It feels stupid to think of something like this as complicated, when it probably can’t even compare to the things a demon that’s lived for thousands of years has seen. Hell, it’s probably not even that bad. Beelzebub probably doesn’t even really care, or see him as anything more then a nuisance who doesn’t know when to shut up.
He tenses, gritting his teeth before forcing himself to take a deep breath.]
I haven’t told you how I became an idol, have I?
[He knows he hasn’t. He hasn’t told anyone, besides vaguely telling Chuuya he was scouted.]
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week 2, post trial
He still feels bad for calling Beel an idiot, even if that's not the most pressing thing on his mind. After the detour to his cabana and an awkward conversation (keeping track of PC timelines will be the death of me, lav), he seeks out Beel in the buffet. He's... he's assuming he's there, but if he isn't there's still other places to check, and he has his u-pinion...
But first, time to see if he can hunt him down the normal way. Where you at, demon boy?]
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He's looking on foot first, though!! First to the fitness area, actually, since it's Right There.]
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beelzebub where are you??
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Behind the dodo cabana.
Why?
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Well. Time to head back.]
i wanted to check up on you
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I'll be fine, Haruka.
If you want to talk, though, just come around the side of the building. I'm not answering the door for anybody right now.
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He's going to make his way back to Dodo, and just. Sit up against the wall.]
"i'll eventually be fine" isn't the same thing as "i'm fine right now", you know
the right now is important too
i'm outside btw. i don't want to be too loud just in case someone decides to get nosy
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Beelzebub...
[It's whiny hours, apparently.]
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He looks over his shoulder at the whine, expression not budging.]
Are you going to call me stupid again?
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[He takes a seat, keeping space between them because it seems like... he probably wants it.]
...I really am sorry for saying that. I wasn't thinking.
[He has a wonderful knack for putting his foot in his mouth.]
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[A slow exhale.]
I forgive you.
It hurt. But you seem like you have a lot of strong feelings in the moment.
Does that get you in trouble a lot?
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…It does, sometimes. I’ve not… gotten very good at holding back yet.
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[He's heard Haruka sing. The kid is talented.]
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Because if the fans see something they don't like, they'll turn on me. That's all it takes for ZOOL to get destroyed.
[...]
When I was doing lessons, I was told I should look at the fans like they're a poison, because they'll just break my heart.
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That just sounds to me like you can't be liked for who you actually are.
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[There’s a pause.]
Well, that’s just how it is. Sometimes you can be close enough, but it’s not unusual for people to have images nothing like how they really are.
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I think it's worth it.
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You don't look it. Happy, I mean.
You do when you're singing. When you're talking about your grandmother, too.
But since you've sat down a few minutes ago, you don't look happy at all, talking about any of this.
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But…
It’s complicated. It feels stupid to think of something like this as complicated, when it probably can’t even compare to the things a demon that’s lived for thousands of years has seen. Hell, it’s probably not even that bad. Beelzebub probably doesn’t even really care, or see him as anything more then a nuisance who doesn’t know when to shut up.
He tenses, gritting his teeth before forcing himself to take a deep breath.]
I haven’t told you how I became an idol, have I?
[He knows he hasn’t. He hasn’t told anyone, besides vaguely telling Chuuya he was scouted.]
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