[ The amount of judgment here is over 9000 as Ren squints at him. What kind of pervert are you? Even if he's the real source of the body pillow craze for Yusuke's business.
Either way, this kind of narrows it down for Sanji. Yusuke, too. Good thing he prepared for this interrogation, seeing that the curly-browed fucker wouldn't even take his kindness as it is before. This is why all of your things are adjusted to be 10 degrees to one direction, friend. ]
Sorry, I'm working an odd job for a middleman group, so I have no idea. If you're that curious, I can ask my manager later today.
I bug him because he's determined to never make me one. That's the joke.
[And Sanji gets a kick out of Yusuke immediately retaliating through the most petty of means. The man is kinda a masochist, what can he say.
Anyway he's squinting now, leaning forward like if he stares hard enough, all the pieces will fall into place and he'll have grounds to set himself on fire.]
[ Ren does know that's the case. He, too, enjoys watching Yusuke bark at Sanji for stupid things whether it be letting trees talk him out of his relationship or the body pillow ordeal. He doesn't lean back when his personal space is burst, but instead raises his eyebrows when the name takes the stage.
It's familiar. He knows which one, but the first face that comes to mind isn't his. ]
[HM. Nope, that name is not ringing any bells, and Sanji pulls back as if his lead has gone cold. His eyes finally fall to the body pillow for closer inspection -- look, even if it's not how he wanted to receive it, he's gonna keep it just to show Yusuke for maximum damage -- and... huh]
... The quality actually isn't bad.
[WHICH IS ODDLY CREEPY AND AMUSING AT THE SAME TIME. PORQUE]
[ At least he named someone that exists? Ren huffs as Sanji looks over his work, though he's preening on the inside. He's glad that his work has hit some kind of standard, seeing that he worked on it for quite some time. Hiding it from his friends was the hard part, actually.
Yusuke could have done it in a day, but that isn't the point. He tries to sweep the pockets of pride and happiness under the rug, spinning a dry and inconvenienced tone: ]
... I don't have a good enough reason to kick you, so...
[Glancing over the head of the body pillow, very obviously displeased by the fact he can't pin this stranger for anything, but... yeah, he's got nothing. The story does kinda check out, even if Sanji thinks Akira's name is tied to this shit somehow]
Bit of advice: I'd go into hiding for a while because my boyfriend might wanna freeze your ass to a pole after this is all said and done.
[ Everyone is too sharp... But that's Akira's fault for being the sole menace to push for body pillows and starting the awful trend of local production. Maybe he should press someone else to do it, instead.
For now, he takes his leave, incredulous look in tow with the mention of freezing. Ren wants to think...
Yusuke would never do that to him.
Right? Right. Anyway, enjoy your new body pillow. ]
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[ The amount of judgment here is over 9000 as Ren squints at him. What kind of pervert are you? Even if he's the real source of the body pillow craze for Yusuke's business.
Either way, this kind of narrows it down for Sanji. Yusuke, too. Good thing he prepared for this interrogation, seeing that the curly-browed fucker wouldn't even take his kindness as it is before. This is why all of your things are adjusted to be 10 degrees to one direction, friend. ]
Sorry, I'm working an odd job for a middleman group, so I have no idea. If you're that curious, I can ask my manager later today.
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I bug him because he's determined to never make me one. That's the joke.
[And Sanji gets a kick out of Yusuke immediately retaliating through the most petty of means. The man is kinda a masochist, what can he say.
Anyway he's squinting now, leaning forward like if he stares hard enough, all the pieces will fall into place and he'll have grounds to set himself on fire.]
... You know Akira, don't you?
[HMMMMMM]
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[ Ren does know that's the case. He, too, enjoys watching Yusuke bark at Sanji for stupid things whether it be letting trees talk him out of his relationship or the body pillow ordeal. He doesn't lean back when his personal space is burst, but instead raises his eyebrows when the name takes the stage.
It's familiar. He knows which one, but the first face that comes to mind isn't his. ]
Turner?
[ The dude with the Death Note. ]
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[HM. Nope, that name is not ringing any bells, and Sanji pulls back as if his lead has gone cold. His eyes finally fall to the body pillow for closer inspection -- look, even if it's not how he wanted to receive it, he's gonna keep it just to show Yusuke for maximum damage -- and... huh]
... The quality actually isn't bad.
[WHICH IS ODDLY CREEPY AND AMUSING AT THE SAME TIME. PORQUE]
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Yusuke could have done it in a day, but that isn't the point. He tries to sweep the pockets of pride and happiness under the rug, spinning a dry and inconvenienced tone: ]
So is the interrogation done?
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[Glancing over the head of the body pillow, very obviously displeased by the fact he can't pin this stranger for anything, but... yeah, he's got nothing. The story does kinda check out, even if Sanji thinks Akira's name is tied to this shit somehow]
Bit of advice: I'd go into hiding for a while because my boyfriend might wanna freeze your ass to a pole after this is all said and done.
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For now, he takes his leave, incredulous look in tow with the mention of freezing. Ren wants to think...
Yusuke would never do that to him.
Right? Right. Anyway, enjoy your new body pillow. ]