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Taisho Roman Revolution - SUNDAY

[ The bar is unit-colored with light unit paraphernalia, although it's all just for show. Fortunately, comfort isn't part of the unit aesthetic this time—all seats are cushioned, whether the booth seats or the bar stools, comfy and lush. Idols can sit anywhere they like, it seems.

There's alcohol available, but everything else is locked behind the wall-cabinet. . . the recipe book is also available to peruse at one's leisure.

Ah—the door opens, and a fuzzy sort of shade steps in. It looks like idols will be serving the Damned, today. . . ? ]

RECIPE BOOK

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Never too young for alcohol.

Just because you look like a child does not give you the right to say that. Don't turn him into a Dante or Klaus.

I started drinking early and I turned out just fine.

[UNCERTAIN NOISE]

I'm putting you in charge of the second order for that noise.

[He siiiighs.]

Fine, what is it?

I don't know. Try to figure it out.

How am I supposed to know what it is? How can something look like sour alcohol?

[Okay he's going to do the sunrise mocktail, he guesses??? Affection and shame, that's a very specific combination of emotions? He sure can't think of anything off the top of his head that could end up shared.

Turns out it's new. It's a memory from his teens, it's the middle of the night and there's a young woman asleep in bed while he gathers up his sword and puts his coat and a hood on.

Maybe it's hard to tell what feelings are happening without an empathy bond, and without anyone speaking. But the way his gaze lingers on her and he hesitates a long while before finally leaving is probably telling in some way. He walks out into the street and wanders off, head low to keep hidden, gripping his sword tight to keep the feelings back. He's a big bad demon and he doesn't feel anything, obviously!

A little harder to keep it from showing on his face while watching, though. Turns out he feels a lot. Gross!]

[ Vergil makes unexpectedly amusing faces, and this brat doesn't hide his amusement. ]

[Rude? Can't a guy have some sad feelings in peace??]

Don't look at me like that.

I don' know what you mean...

[ 8D ]

Like that. Stop it.

[ he's going to put a hand on his shoulder and keep it there For Comfort ]

[Thanks dad... His shoulders slump, releasing some tension. But he can't just be out here having feelings?]

It's fine, don't worry about it. A good thing Nero isn't around to see these now.

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