One day, after years of being relegated to the ottoman, Mamoru snaps and demands to sit on the sofa for once in his life

“I love you too Usako but be quiet for a minute Atticus Finch is about to punch some unconstitutional faces in court”

“When I said I would be bringing the cool factor, I bet you didn’t think I meant it! Please laugh. I try so hard.”

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“So Hotaru is okay?”

“Well, I never said she was okay. Or that she was still Hotaru. But alive, definitely.”

“Okay. Just don’t go to your friend’s house to rescue her from the Messiah of Silence scheme alone.”

“Sure, Dad.”

As I sit hunched over my laptop in a darkening room, I slowly realize that art imitates life.