[ week two: mingle ]

[murderhost]

MINGLE LOG

We're back, everybody! Fresh week, fresh house, fresh murder. It is indeed a fresh house as when people wake on Monday morning they'll see that — everything is fixed! The windows, the table, whatever property damage that was inflicted last week is all cleaned up and reset. There is no SOS on the roof anymore. None of that. Anyone who stayed up all night on Sunday will have seen the mannequins diligently cleaning and repairing the house during the course of the night, finished by dawn. Yay!

They've also opened a new room in the house. A cleaning room — there is a washing machine, dryer, and various cleaning supplies in the room. Mops and brooms and dustpans and swiffers and all sorts of things! There's even a basket for collecting dirty laundry too.

And then in the morning, they bring in a few things to note, dumping it all in the living room.

• A assortment of feminine clothing — dresses, skirts, blouses, etc
• Included in that pile of clothing are twenty-five sailor uniforms of various sizes
• Make up! Quite a bit — enough to last the rest of the time
• So many packs of underwear. You had underwear last week but like, this is better
• A tablet with Candy Crush and Infinity Nikki on it. There is nothing else accessible on it. There's a sticky note on the cover that says FOR ECHINACEA
• A gun with one bullet is on the coffee table
• A spear is laid across the coffee table as well

That said, it doesn't seem like the food restocked. Huh...

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PROPERTY DAMAGE | PRIVATE CONVERSATIONS

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Comments

[combathatchet]

If you blow up the house-

[....Twirls...]

-then where will we live?

[dresscode]

[ He KYAAAAAAAAs so loud at the twirl it's genuinely concerning that he might have an aneurysm. Afterwards, though– ]

Huh? Oh, I'd carry everyone away across the sea to safety so we won't have to be on this show anymore.

[ Duh? ]

[combathatchet]

[He's going to be hard of hearing after this, he's sure of it.]

You'd carry everyone? Just because you got excited about a sailor uniform?

[Leon has just assumed that Haruaki had been the normiest of normies, if not a little weird. So ????? HUH??]

[dresscode]

Yep! Easily! That's how I'm going to get us all out alive~

[ It's a foolproof plan. It cannot fail. Also, he's coming up to adjust the sailor collar of Leon's blouse. ]

So wear this as long as you can, okay? It'll help charge me up!

[combathatchet]

[Leon lifts his chin when Haruaki comes in close enough to do that, scrunching his brow questioningly at him.]

If you think it'll help.

[Leon's not so proud—and just enough of a goofy guy on the inside—to not wear this for the day. But-]

But I thought people with powers and magic had them taken away...?

[dresscode]

[ . . . ]

W-well, yeah, but... this isn't like that. It's just part of who I am.

[ DON'T IMPLY THAT HE DOESN'T HAVE HIS SAILOR POWERS ANYMORE HE'LL CRASH ALL THE WAY OUT ]

[combathatchet]

Isn't magic inherently part of a sorcerer, too?

[said like he has any idea about this sort of thing]

I'm just saying that I... wouldn't hold my breath.

[dresscode]

[ Whoa... Leon thinks he's something as cool as a sorcerer and not just your run of the mill pervert... ]

I guess there's only one way to find out, right? Don't take off the uniform. Please.

[combathatchet]

I won't. [For a while, anyway. Because this is serious!] Promise.