It's just a weird name... I dunno how to describe the technique? I just kind of do my magic instinctively, so I guess the profile decided to name the stuff for me.
Beelzebub goes straight from the sandbar to their cabana and can be sitting out on the hammock end of things with a few bags of snacks from the gift shop, though he's picking at them a little more lethargically than usual. He'll wave if someone comes through the door, but otherwise is staying to himself.
[ Xiao does not return to the dorm until later in the evening. Like, past 9pm later.
When he comes back, there's food. It smells...decent. Perhaps it won't be the tastiest thing the Dodos have ever had, but an effort was made. They are meat-filled potato rolls that Xiao tried to make himself, thanks to Zelkov's instruction!
He brings them over and sets them on one of the dressers, one for everyone to take. He'll go ahead and hand Beel one personally, though. ]
[Nona sits down and gently strokes Noodle's fur as he sleeps peacefully. It's hard to read her expression. She doesn't quite look... sad, so much as guilty and blank.]
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