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voice, 03/02

[justfists]

[look, she's just Concerned. So, of course she's going to call, and be relieved when he answers his phone]

Sakichi...?

[Makoto was worried, after the text from zee.]

2/3ish or whenever the list went up

[unidolize]

Hello, Sakichi.
I did not see your name on the list.
Is it safe to assume you're still in the city?

02/05

[justfists]

I've remembered more...

after the valentines post

[doublesmall]

sakichi?

I have a favor to ask, if you don't mind. there's only much I can get done from the middle of the woods, you know?

2/15; text

[compendiem]

What time does your mail route pass by Birch Hills, and how much do I owe you?

2/14, afternoon

[justfists]

[knock knock, brother. it's valentine's day. So open up!!!]

sometime in april | action

[crudest]

[when does baren go amnesiac i'm not actually sure

BUT HE DOES.

And what do you know, he's looking for the few things and people in the city that might make sense to him. He's traded his fashionable clothes for the repaired haori that Kashuu had fixed up for him - not that Baren knows that, no. He's just wondering what idiot burnt one of his prized possessions. What moron does he need to seek revenge on?!

Regardless - this is probably the most excited Baren's ever looked to see Sakichi when he catches him on the street.]

Ohh, Sakicchan! Aren't you a sight for sore eyes? Are you busy right now? I'm hungry!

[FEED HIM, FREELOADER.]

4/3, before bosuma

[unidolize]

Sakichi,
I wanted to tell you that I'll be performing in Recolle High's musical as Nessarose.
It'll be sometime in May, and I wanted to formally invite you, if you're interested.
I hope you can make it!

Dia

BURGER DEATH

[sharplydressed]

[SAKICHI. JUST THE MAN HE WAS LOOKING FOR... Now they can get death by burger'd and join Baren on the other side instead of just being haunted by his bells--

But really, he's approaching the second he spots this poor, poor fool.]

Hey. Are you free right now?

[He waves his phone a little as if that explains anything, but on the screen is a little spreadsheet he's made for himself to track the ridiculous wild ride of bingos he's about to embark on.]