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[...So it was a mutual decision, not something that abruptly separated them. As the music starts to play again, signaling the start of the game once more, words were sitting in the back of his throat.

Would it be inconsiderate to ask? For the time being, the game keeps him focused on that. His aim improves, but he struggles once again toward the end. Too many targets all at once, with that distracting music playing. Deep breaths. Ask the question.]

What about now? [Where were his feelings? Especially while in this world?]

[Could see where the improvement was needed- and that, too, could be all part of the trick for this game. Unlike balloons, bubbles were a whole lot more on the move and could overwhelm in number as the production of them continued. The music making so much noise, make everything feel rushed and cluttered—]

What about now? Not much has changed. [He couldn't afford it with how he lived- how he planned to keep going. Though, there was the chance he wasn't completely understanding the question either.]

Even while here in this world...? Away from your personal duties? [He calls for another set of darts.]

What I'm trying to say is, would your heart be open to another?

[A hand rubbed the side of his neck, even as arms remained mostly folded—]

I don't know. [There was too much damage, he wasn't the type most would be looking for. Had nothing to offer, was old and bitter. Just-

Who the hell would...?] Don't really think about the possibility.

[Old and bitter, and yet he's here babysitting Kazuma so he's not doing something stupid.]

...Well, that's not a no. [What 76 does in the end is his choice, but...he would like to see the old guy allow himself to be with another. Especially while he's pulled away from the troubles of home. Something Kazuma really should consider himself, but he won't-.]

Tch. The last wave keeps catching me off guard.

Not a no, but I'm likely not mosts' type. [Most men anywhere around his own age. Too old to even think about dating on top of that, set in his ways and an unwillingness to put anyone through the disaster that was him. Less a lack of want and more a lack of interest.

He gestured a little bit towards the bubbles still floating around-]

You need to concentrate at getting most of your points before the last wave, as the last one is going to always be a little hectic. Give yourself the room to be a little more loose in the end since wrong hits don't count against you.

Maybe, but most doesn't mean everyone. [Keep yourself open old man.

With a huff, he takes 76's input into consideration and fires away. Wrong hits not counting helps, though he ends up thinking about his friend. How he'd probably throw with reckless abandon.] Ryunosuke would probably throw everything at once and hope for the best. [And would somehow win.]

[Mostly kids and younger folks about here-] There's a lot that counts against me when it comes down to it.

[Absolutely 0 self-esteem when it came to any man being interested in him these days- for anything meaningful, at least. Didn't bother to think about it, nor entertain any thoughts that did manage to come about.

A low noise in his throat; amused.]

If it was against someone that could score points for the other people, but solo it's not a bad method for a bit- more so when there's a lot of bubbles.

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