[The answer is immediate and he doesn't entertain the suggestion in the slightest. He started this. Began the day with one singular goal in mind and will not end, will not relent, will not sleep until this bookcase is put together. It's a rectangle made of wood slabs and nails. It's not rocket science.]
I used to be a detective. Do you truly have no faith in my ability to figure out how to stick a few slabs of wood together?
[Said as he's splayed around those wooden slabs and a collection of tools that have gone untouched since his decision to violently replay this video. He chooses not to look at the evidence around him.]
Returning or replacing this piece is simply out of the question.
[ Mitsuru sighs, taking a seat on the couch opposite. Thankfully something that had arrived in tact and hadn't needed assembling. ]
Yes, you were quite exceptional at that. [ Said in the tone of voice of someone who might have had a conversation akin to this one with him more than once before... ]
Which makes it perfectly acceptable for you to excel in one area and not so much at DIY tasks...
[ He's not the only one. Honestly, there's a reason she hasn't at any point attempted to assist him with what he's trying to do. She knows where her own strengths lie and that is firmly with more intellectual and theoretical pursuits. Mitsuru had never attempted to assemble a piece of furniture in her life. ]
I just thought we might spend the day doing something more preferable.
[ Yes, she is more than implying that it is going to take him all day to figure this out. ]
[First of all, he isn't even going to comment on the implication of this taking the entire day. It's taken the entire morning - he'll grant her that. Time isn't an offense he can ignore when it's ticking away on the tiny screen in his hands.
He pushes himself up until he's kneeling near the pieces again, lining them up like the shoddy picture quality is showing on his phone. Giving up isn't an option - wasting all day doing this also isn't what he prefers to do. Returning it? He would rather traverse through mementos blindfolded.]
Did you have something in mind? I don't recall us having any plans for today and the weather certainly isn't conducive to any outdoor activities.
[A hand falls under his chin for a moment before eyeing a weird nail that looks like the other weird nails in the blurry video. He snatches it up.]
Although I did hear a new sushi restaurant was opening in Kichijoji today from a bartender at Jazz Jin. He seemed quite excited for it. We should visit sometime.
Well, I thought we might do something spontaneous…
[ Who is this person and what has she done with Mitsuru Kirijo? ]
The new sushi place sounds like an excellent idea to me. We should go today - why miss the grand opening after all?
After that I will make a booking for us at a spa-resort. We can have dinner there and spend the night perhaps.
[ No, she is most certainly not plotting ways in which to get him out of the house for the rest of the day and into the evening if necessary so she can have her army of Kirijo staff come in and take care of furnishing the entire apartment. Let alone the terrible bookcase. Whatever gave you that impression? ]
The precision of her attack is relentless - all his favorite words hitting his mind like a rapidfire bufudyne. The mess in front of him looking more unappealing by the second in lieu of spending his afternoon in a high class resort with gourmet sushi.
This is a dynamic he's unaccustomed to. One that led to some intense fights early on, as he was unwilling to be lead in any scenario. They've moved into a comfortable neutrality in regards to this, and more often than not she's right.
That's the worst part of all.
But not this time.]
No, this matter is far from settled. Do you think I can be so easily swayed? All those things can wait until tomorrow or you're welcome to go on your own. You don't need to stay on my account. I'll be done by the time you return.
She's listening to him, mostly, but it's also clear that she is nowhere near about to let the matter rest. Not if that smile is anything go by. ]
I hear the chef at the resort makes the most wonderful pancakes - some of the best in the city so I'm told. Light, fluffy, utterly sublime...
[ She lets each adjective hang delicately in the air for a moment before continuing. ]
I was going to arrange to have some sent up to our room in the morning.
[ Another charming smile. You know, the kind she probably uses to finish up a meeting when her board members are being particularly troublesome. No more negotiations. ]
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[The answer is immediate and he doesn't entertain the suggestion in the slightest. He started this. Began the day with one singular goal in mind and will not end, will not relent, will not sleep until this bookcase is put together. It's a rectangle made of wood slabs and nails. It's not rocket science.]
I used to be a detective. Do you truly have no faith in my ability to figure out how to stick a few slabs of wood together?
[Said as he's splayed around those wooden slabs and a collection of tools that have gone untouched since his decision to violently replay this video. He chooses not to look at the evidence around him.]
Returning or replacing this piece is simply out of the question.
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Yes, you were quite exceptional at that. [ Said in the tone of voice of someone who might have had a conversation akin to this one with him more than once before... ]
Which makes it perfectly acceptable for you to excel in one area and not so much at DIY tasks...
[ He's not the only one. Honestly, there's a reason she hasn't at any point attempted to assist him with what he's trying to do. She knows where her own strengths lie and that is firmly with more intellectual and theoretical pursuits. Mitsuru had never attempted to assemble a piece of furniture in her life. ]
I just thought we might spend the day doing something more preferable.
[ Yes, she is more than implying that it is going to take him all day to figure this out. ]
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He pushes himself up until he's kneeling near the pieces again, lining them up like the shoddy picture quality is showing on his phone. Giving up isn't an option - wasting all day doing this also isn't what he prefers to do. Returning it? He would rather traverse through mementos blindfolded.]
Did you have something in mind? I don't recall us having any plans for today and the weather certainly isn't conducive to any outdoor activities.
[A hand falls under his chin for a moment before eyeing a weird nail that looks like the other weird nails in the blurry video. He snatches it up.]
Although I did hear a new sushi restaurant was opening in Kichijoji today from a bartender at Jazz Jin. He seemed quite excited for it. We should visit sometime.
[A beat, and-]
After I complete this.
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[ Who is this person and what has she done with Mitsuru Kirijo? ]
The new sushi place sounds like an excellent idea to me. We should go today - why miss the grand opening after all?
After that I will make a booking for us at a spa-resort. We can have dinner there and spend the night perhaps.
[ No, she is most certainly not plotting ways in which to get him out of the house for the rest of the day and into the evening if necessary so she can have her army of Kirijo staff come in and take care of furnishing the entire apartment. Let alone the terrible bookcase. Whatever gave you that impression? ]
Magnifique. I believe that is settled.
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The precision of her attack is relentless - all his favorite words hitting his mind like a rapidfire bufudyne. The mess in front of him looking more unappealing by the second in lieu of spending his afternoon in a high class resort with gourmet sushi.
This is a dynamic he's unaccustomed to. One that led to some intense fights early on, as he was unwilling to be lead in any scenario. They've moved into a comfortable neutrality in regards to this, and more often than not she's right.
That's the worst part of all.
But not this time.]
No, this matter is far from settled. Do you think I can be so easily swayed? All those things can wait until tomorrow or you're welcome to go on your own. You don't need to stay on my account. I'll be done by the time you return.
[He will not be done.]
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She's listening to him, mostly, but it's also clear that she is nowhere near about to let the matter rest. Not if that smile is anything go by. ]
I hear the chef at the resort makes the most wonderful pancakes - some of the best in the city so I'm told. Light, fluffy, utterly sublime...
[ She lets each adjective hang delicately in the air for a moment before continuing. ]
I was going to arrange to have some sent up to our room in the morning.
[ Another charming smile. You know, the kind she probably uses to finish up a meeting when her board members are being particularly troublesome. No more negotiations. ]