Susato Mikotoba 🌸 御琴羽 寿沙都 (
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[01] a dream is a wish your heart makes
Sender: Susato Mikotoba
To: Everyone
Subject: Passive dream recording
Notes: Based on an AU idea and thus deviates from canon. Susato "inherits" Kazuma's resolve upon his mysterious death and faces some opposition in trying to take his place in Great Britain.
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"Preposterous." The words were practically spat as the scene hazily came into view. An older male voice spoke, voice nasaly and unpleasant, though his features were obscured.
"Why?" A second man, recognizable to those in Reverein as Yujin Mikotoba, responded. His tone was more polite than was deserved.
"You know our laws."
"I know that women are subject to the same laws as we men," Yujin argued, "and yet none are afforded the same right to even set foot inside the courtroom to aid in their own defense. Why do you suppose that is?"
"It matters not, professor." The first man, now with a pair of glasses and other recognizable features, shook his head grimly. "A boy is dead. Now is simply not the time for her childish fantasies."
"That boy was like her brother," Yujin said, unable to mask the offense and growing irritation in his voice. "Susato has studied all the same texts, the same laws. She learned a second language in order to be able to assist him. Who better to take his place in the exchange and finish what he started?"
"We have plenty students of law at Yumei who would qualify. Male students."
"None with his resolve." Yujin spoke immediately with confidence, as he looked to his daughter with pride. "Nor hers."
Susato didn't react, remaining stoic as she accepted judgement. She was angry. First at her loss, and then that her hard work would be reduced to this, a petty argument to prove her worth. The more she showed that anger, though, the worse it would be, so outwardly, she only clenches her fist, tugging the edge of her kimono.
"...That is okay, father. I understand." Susato spoke calmly, as someone who has already made her decision. "I understand that they do not wish for me to practice law in Japan--but the way I see it, I am leaving anyway, so this argument is irrelevant. I do not expect to be back until I find the truth he sought."
The voice. Follow the voice, to Great Britain. Susato turned to leave, with Yujin reaching for her moments after, but both stopped at the same nasaly voice.
"Our agreement for the exchange still requires that you have an assistant!"
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Yujin sighed, sensing the older man's desperation at bringing up such a trivial matter.
"Ah... as it so happens, I know just the young man," Yujin said. "Kazuma's best friend, in fact. I believe he was caught trying to board the steamship already..."
His voice seems to trail off, vibrating as the scene flickers. In the final moment, an image of boy in a black student's uniform appears with his signature wide eyes; but the image statics as Susato stirs in the real world.
Then it fades away abruptly as she awakens with a start.
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[ Susato's eyes spring open to the familiar darkness in her room. Even as memories of the dream start to fracture and fade, she tries to make sense of everything she just saw. None of that actually happened, right? Yet somehow, it didn't feel too far off the mark, and she can't seem to decide whether she is thankful for that, or woefully disappointed.
She's never had her dream recorded before, but rather than act embarrassed or ashamed, she just shuts her journal with an apologetic sigh to no one in particular.
Instead, she grabs another journal--a normal one--along with a quill, and starts writing down anything she can remember. ]
To: Everyone
Subject: Passive dream recording
Notes: Based on an AU idea and thus deviates from canon. Susato "inherits" Kazuma's resolve upon his mysterious death and faces some opposition in trying to take his place in Great Britain.
"Preposterous." The words were practically spat as the scene hazily came into view. An older male voice spoke, voice nasaly and unpleasant, though his features were obscured.
"Why?" A second man, recognizable to those in Reverein as Yujin Mikotoba, responded. His tone was more polite than was deserved.
"You know our laws."
"I know that women are subject to the same laws as we men," Yujin argued, "and yet none are afforded the same right to even set foot inside the courtroom to aid in their own defense. Why do you suppose that is?"
"It matters not, professor." The first man, now with a pair of glasses and other recognizable features, shook his head grimly. "A boy is dead. Now is simply not the time for her childish fantasies."
"That boy was like her brother," Yujin said, unable to mask the offense and growing irritation in his voice. "Susato has studied all the same texts, the same laws. She learned a second language in order to be able to assist him. Who better to take his place in the exchange and finish what he started?"
"We have plenty students of law at Yumei who would qualify. Male students."
"None with his resolve." Yujin spoke immediately with confidence, as he looked to his daughter with pride. "Nor hers."
Susato didn't react, remaining stoic as she accepted judgement. She was angry. First at her loss, and then that her hard work would be reduced to this, a petty argument to prove her worth. The more she showed that anger, though, the worse it would be, so outwardly, she only clenches her fist, tugging the edge of her kimono.
"...That is okay, father. I understand." Susato spoke calmly, as someone who has already made her decision. "I understand that they do not wish for me to practice law in Japan--but the way I see it, I am leaving anyway, so this argument is irrelevant. I do not expect to be back until I find the truth he sought."
The voice. Follow the voice, to Great Britain. Susato turned to leave, with Yujin reaching for her moments after, but both stopped at the same nasaly voice.
"Our agreement for the exchange still requires that you have an assistant!"
.
Yujin sighed, sensing the older man's desperation at bringing up such a trivial matter.
"Ah... as it so happens, I know just the young man," Yujin said. "Kazuma's best friend, in fact. I believe he was caught trying to board the steamship already..."
His voice seems to trail off, vibrating as the scene flickers. In the final moment, an image of boy in a black student's uniform appears with his signature wide eyes; but the image statics as Susato stirs in the real world.
Then it fades away abruptly as she awakens with a start.
[ Susato's eyes spring open to the familiar darkness in her room. Even as memories of the dream start to fracture and fade, she tries to make sense of everything she just saw. None of that actually happened, right? Yet somehow, it didn't feel too far off the mark, and she can't seem to decide whether she is thankful for that, or woefully disappointed.
She's never had her dream recorded before, but rather than act embarrassed or ashamed, she just shuts her journal with an apologetic sigh to no one in particular.
Instead, she grabs another journal--a normal one--along with a quill, and starts writing down anything she can remember. ]
action; 2/3
[She's waiting outside the cafe, after their shifts, the dream she saw of Susato's still on her mind. Though with how busy work has been, she's hardly had time to ask, and their breaks didn't really match up.
... Hopefully it's okay to ask. They've been taking Blossom on weekly walks and talking often, and now they work together, so it seems fine to ask? She's concerned, of course, and perhaps a little annoyed by what she saw in the dream with how her friend was treated.]
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[ Susato takes one last look behind her as she leaves the Wild Harvest behind, a quick mental check in case she might've forgotten anything. She'd tossed on her purple shawl and clipped it like usual, because even though it wasn't really snowing anymore, it still feels chilly with the rain. She's just adjusting her hair piece when she joins Leia.
It takes that extra second, with the work day still on her mind, but then she remembers. ]
Oh, you mean mine. [ Damn. Everyone, huh? ] ...You saw it, did you?
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I think most people did, unfortunately. But it's okay if you don't wanna talk about it. It sounded kinda rough.
[She pulls her own jacket tightly around her before they start walking.]
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No, it's alright. It's not a time in my life I like to think about, but things didn't quite happen that way anyway. It's not a memory.
[ She'd like to dismiss it just based on that alone, but of course...... ]
Even so, I suppose my subconscious did get one thing right.
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Which part?
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[ Okay. Maybe it's not as easy to talk about as she thought, but since the dream had put it out there, she feels like Leia deserved to know. ]
There was a time when I truly thought Kazuma-sama was dead. [ Thanks to a certain special someone. ]
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How did that happen? Did it get cleared up quick, at least?
[Wait... are they, like, boyfriend and girlfriend close? The dream said he was like a brother, but... well. People made the same comparisons about her and Jude. They do seem awfully chummy at work. Like they've known each other for a while.]
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It didn't feel quick, that's for sure. ]
Eventually, yes, but it took some months. In reality, we were on a steamship together on our way to Great Britain when he...
[ Already the dream falls apart, so it should be easy to just talk about it, like any other ridiculous dream. Or even any other murder case. She finds herself unable to, though, as if her saying it might jinx it into happening. ]
Anyway, I found out he was alive... Just with no memory.
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I can... sorta imagine how that must've felt.
[That brings up a pretty unpleasant memory and time. Similar enough, but definitely some differences between the two.]
How long did it take for him to regain his memory?
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Hopefully. ]
Um... in total, for him, it must've been about... six months.
[ With no memory. With no money. (She's guesstimating, but still.) ]
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She offers a small, reassuring smile.]
Well, it's good to hear that everything's okay now. And it's really fortunate that he's here with you. You two sound pretty close.
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The sakura flowers in her hairpiece start to glow faintly against the dreary weather. ]
I always looked up to him when I was little. Even when we found him again, that time had caused quite the rift between us for a lot of reasons, but... if there's one thing I am thankful for, being stuck in a dream, it is the chance to get to know him again.
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... The same guy who now also happens to be her boss.
Granted that hadn't exactly been Kazuma, it was Hyde that said all those things, but for someone that barely knew him, it'd been difficult to distinguish between the two. But she figured his Essence situation was more complicated than most others, though she didn't quite understand how. Still, she could see that he's a decent person, despite fighting him again a few months ago in that dreamscape. Perhaps most would call her naive for still communicating with the guy, but he's clearly haunted by something.
Plus Susato is really sweet, and seems really into him. If anything, she feels pretty vindicated for knowing that, deep down, he wasn't ruthless and cruel as his Essence would have her believe.
But back to the topic of Susato's feelings... she really seems to like him. Just the way she talks about him makes her wonder...]
Do you have feelings for him? Like, you know, a crush?
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[ Her voice raises a few octaves as Leia's question processes, not quite a screech, but it's definitely enough shrill enough that there's an impressive difference. At some point she'd stopped walking, like she's considering her answer and can't concentrate on both at once.
A crush? Feelings? ]
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That makes the idea weird, doesn't it? She doesn't want things to be weird between them. But she... maybe, doesn't think Leia is completely wrong either. ]
That... That would be inappropriate.
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Her eyes widen at the response though, clearly confused.]
Huh?? Why?
[It's also mildly refreshing speaking to someone her own age about these things. Back home she really only spoke with Rowen about this stuff and, to a lesser extent, Alvin, but only because he figured things out. She did tell Marui about Jude, but didn't really cover everything, for obvious reasons.
Not that she's looking to pry. It's just that, knowing another teenage girl she could potentially talk to about general life stuff is nice.]
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Because... I was raised to be his assistant, on a professional level. He would never see me that way.
I'm probably just... [ vague gestures with her hands, like "I don't know" ] like an annoying little sister. [ or something. ]
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I... kinda know what you mean.
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Although she can't really imagine Kazuma in any sort of relationship. He's kind of... Ah, what's the word? Haunted? The brooding type? She's trying to imagine Kazuma in some lovey-dovey relationship, but it's kind of...
Well. Best to just support her friend!]
But, seriously, you shouldn't let that stop you. A person's feelings for someone can transcend any boundary!
[If only she followed her own advice.
In all fairness, it's always easier to give it than it is to follow it yourself.]
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It is a little jarring. She is kind of jealous. Why can't she bounce back like that when she feels down?
... ]
Boundary?
[ Kazuma certainly does have walls up, that's for sure. She liked to think her feelings reached him that night, but there are still some days when she isn't sure. Nevertheless, there seems to be a look of understanding on her face, like she's answered her own question.
She hums, pondering her next one. ]
...You know, I never did ask how you two met.
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[The question is just how much of it should she tell. But they seem super-duper close, surely Susato knows way more than she does?]
So, um, I kinda met him back in the Story Realm. And we got into a teensy little fight.
[Teensy. Maybe coming right out the gate with how he threatened to kill her isn't the best way to start this.
Of course, she's assuming Susato knows about the whole Hyde deal, so this should make sense to her.]
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She stops walking again, looking at Leia like she wants her full attention for this. ]
Did you offend him?
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[She really had been sitting at that table
stalking Juliusminding her own business when he happened by. The fight was sudden and came totally out of left field. But that was likely Hyde's doing.]no subject
At the time, she remembers assuming that Hyde was just an awful boss, but she did start to suspect there was more to it as she figured some things out about Kazuma. She'd just sort of let it slide since. She also remembers Kazuma saying that she wouldn't have liked or approved of the place, so Leia describing it as sketchy checks out. ]
I suppose I can see him being concerned, if he saw you in such a place completely unsupervised, but--starting a fight with you seems... quite opposite of that. [ He should have escorted he out like a gentleman? Would he have done that? If it were Susato, he would have... she thinks. ] I don't understand.
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[Was that not clear that she was referring to Hyde? Technically, her first encounter with Kazuma wasn't entirely Kazuma, it was mostly Hyde, but even Leia is confused on how much of Kazuma was present. Considering the things she's heard, there had to have been some of Kazuma in there, else she probably would've been killed.]
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