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[suicideprototype]

It seems that no matter where I find myself, flowers always carry a significant meaning, huh...?

[Ritsu has tried to focus the video on Aldrip's flower field, but since he's using a device that's utterly alien to him, he's decided to err on the side of caution and spend maybe a little too long panning over empty scenery. You know, just in case he's too zoomed in, or the image comes out too blurry, or something else of that nature.

Eventually, though, he does adjust it to focus on himself.]

Where I come from, each day is associated with a flower, and if you happen to be born on that day, then that flower is designated your "birth flower."

If you're interested, why not tell me your birthday? In exchange, I'll tell you your birth flower and its meaning. Given the wide selection of flowers here... maybe I'll even be able to find it.

[He has completely neglected to introduce himself, but clearly flowers are more important.]

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[crybabyhero]

That's way too many flowers!

[Takemichi may have been listening in on some of Ritsu's flower explanations, to the point that he too has been completely distracted from introductions.]

Did you work in a flower shop or something? How do you remember all this stuff?

[suicideprototype]

I'd have to have a photographic memory to know all of this by heart, right?

[He can see why someone might think he worked in a flower shop.]

It's just a hobby — and keep this a secret between you and me, but... [He's joking, of course. He knows everyone can hear what he's saying to Takemichi right now. Still, he lowers his voice just a little for effect.] I'm actually cheating.

[crybabyhero]

Cheating?

[So he doesn't have a photographic memory?]

What, then you just happened to have a random flower book on you when you showed up out there?

[suicideprototype]

No, just my phone.

[He holds it up so that the screen is visible briefly. It's displaying a fairly basic-looking calendar, but one can assume that clicking on a date will pull up a screen with more detailed information.]

I used to have a lot of birthdays I needed to keep track of, you see. Making sure I didn't forget, worrying about what kind of gift I could give them to show that I cared... It was a lot, so I got into the habit of keeping notes on everything.

[Why did he keep track of birth flowers specifically, though? He doesn't bother to explicitly go out of his way to explain that, though there's probably enough information for Takemichi to make one or two guesses.]

A lot of the stuff on here is completely useless now, though.

[crybabyhero]

[Wow, seeing a smartphone again after so many months is weirdly refreshing. He blinks at the calendar on the screen, wondering how much battery life the poor thing has left in it.]

You must have a lot of chick friends. Most of my friends just wanted gravure mags and ramen.

[suicideprototype]

[Well, he supposes that's not surprising to hear from a teenage boy.]

What did the ones who didn't want gravure mags and ramen want?

[crybabyhero]

Matching outfits.

[suicideprototype]

Matching outfits?

[Huh...]

You must've been pretty close.

[crybabyhero]

Well, yeah. [He can't help but laugh just thinking about Chifuyu's hideously designed shirts.] He was my partner!

[In crime, not relationships. Takemichi doesn't think to specify.]

[suicideprototype]

Ah.

[You know, he had been thinking that it's typically couples who like to do things like matching outfits. "Partner" is still a bit ambiguous, though.]

What kind of matching outfits?

[crybabyhero]

Team shirts! He designed them himself. They were seriously embarrassing, but I couldn't say no.