“Would it really be wrong though?” Hiraku questioned, a mischievous smile on his face, “If the mochi’s purchased as a thank-you for all the hard work of the members of the MYO?”
After all, the plan WAS to purchase enough mochi to feed even the mascot dog, right? He personally didn’t think it was that much of a problem to use the organization’s budget when it’s for the sake of the organization’s members, but it looked like he was outvoted in this regard. “Well, if you’re so keen on paying, feel free to, Ren. And I wouldn’t put it past you to keep money up your sleeves, like those Chinese ninjas. That being said…”
Reaching out towards the satori’s antennae ears with a closed fist, Hirako said with mock surprise, “Oh, what’s this? When did you start using your antennae as your wallet, Aoi?”
And, within that clenched fist was a 500 yen coin. Which had always been there, because his own skills in sleight-of-hand was trash…but it was just a joke, really. Flicking the coin up and catching it once more, Hirako said, “Alright, I’ll go negotiate with Jou over there about group deals, so just…uh, pick out a good mallet, eh? Find the flattest head and go for the heaviest one you think you can repeatedly swing!”
A few minutes of intense handwaving and money slapping later, Hiraku returned to the duo, flashing a peace sign and a frayed smile.
“5kg of mochi for 2000 yen, if we do it all on the spot. Howzat sound, Ren?”
@Lightning@VitaVitaAR
After all, the plan WAS to purchase enough mochi to feed even the mascot dog, right? He personally didn’t think it was that much of a problem to use the organization’s budget when it’s for the sake of the organization’s members, but it looked like he was outvoted in this regard. “Well, if you’re so keen on paying, feel free to, Ren. And I wouldn’t put it past you to keep money up your sleeves, like those Chinese ninjas. That being said…”
Reaching out towards the satori’s antennae ears with a closed fist, Hirako said with mock surprise, “Oh, what’s this? When did you start using your antennae as your wallet, Aoi?”
And, within that clenched fist was a 500 yen coin. Which had always been there, because his own skills in sleight-of-hand was trash…but it was just a joke, really. Flicking the coin up and catching it once more, Hirako said, “Alright, I’ll go negotiate with Jou over there about group deals, so just…uh, pick out a good mallet, eh? Find the flattest head and go for the heaviest one you think you can repeatedly swing!”
A few minutes of intense handwaving and money slapping later, Hiraku returned to the duo, flashing a peace sign and a frayed smile.
“5kg of mochi for 2000 yen, if we do it all on the spot. Howzat sound, Ren?”
@Lightning@VitaVitaAR