[Mikami couldn't hide his surprise at those words. He considered himself a calculated man and liked to think that being caught off guard was unusual for him but the past two weeks or so of his life hadn't supported that hypothesis.
"The place you have in mind," was it? Not knowing exactly when or where he would find God or what circumstances to expect, a plan wasn't really feasible. He admitted to himself that he had likely been expecting an adult with his own private abode.
At any rate, for a moment that stiff solemnity softens as he reaches to tuck the note and pen away, murmuring almost absently though still using formal enough keigo to be odd towards one's junior outside of some fantasy setting involving child geniuses or the like.] Yes, of course...
[Mikami himself had been sleeping in cheap capsule hotels--the literal capsules one crawled into without standing room. It wouldn't be possible for him to get much of a proper job while sharing an identity with himself and he hardly wanted to come to prominence when he was of better service to his God undercover. Having taken the money from an account whose details he remembered from the past, it was all he had to sustain himself on.
He could actually put down the money for a hotel room for the night, as he needed a place to meet in privacy. There were rooms one could rent by the hour as well. The idea of going up to any desk with a teenage boy to get either sort of room was immediately mentally vetoed.
The entire Kanto region was so painfully crowded, a fact he'd become acutely aware of in his adventures in setting cameras and trying to look every last man, woman and child in the face. Fortunately, he'd also become somewhat familiar with the Tokyo area in his quest. There was a free option.]
...Ah. It may seem a questionable place. But I am praying your understanding of the situation. If you would feel more secure in first retrieving anything from your house before going some place with a stranger, I am able to wait there until the time is most convenient for you. My name is Mikami Teru.
[You can get your Note if both of us being equally capable of killing each other makes you feel safer.
Though he did neglect to tell him the spelling--Mikami wasn't written with the usual character for "three." He also neglected to tell him of certain circumstances that left him in a world with a twin of the same name and face--but it was a courtesy offering, not a practical one.
Which in a way was insulting, a rather desultory offering for one's God.
Mikami considered himself fortunate that this boy didn't seem, at least at this stage, to be so caught on his due proprieties. Deification was still likely fairly new to him.]
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"The place you have in mind," was it? Not knowing exactly when or where he would find God or what circumstances to expect, a plan wasn't really feasible. He admitted to himself that he had likely been expecting an adult with his own private abode.
At any rate, for a moment that stiff solemnity softens as he reaches to tuck the note and pen away, murmuring almost absently though still using formal enough keigo to be odd towards one's junior outside of some fantasy setting involving child geniuses or the like.] Yes, of course...
[Mikami himself had been sleeping in cheap capsule hotels--the literal capsules one crawled into without standing room. It wouldn't be possible for him to get much of a proper job while sharing an identity with himself and he hardly wanted to come to prominence when he was of better service to his God undercover. Having taken the money from an account whose details he remembered from the past, it was all he had to sustain himself on.
He could actually put down the money for a hotel room for the night, as he needed a place to meet in privacy. There were rooms one could rent by the hour as well. The idea of going up to any desk with a teenage boy to get either sort of room was immediately mentally vetoed.
The entire Kanto region was so painfully crowded, a fact he'd become acutely aware of in his adventures in setting cameras and trying to look every last man, woman and child in the face. Fortunately, he'd also become somewhat familiar with the Tokyo area in his quest. There was a free option.]
...Ah. It may seem a questionable place. But I am praying your understanding of the situation. If you would feel more secure in first retrieving anything from your house before going some place with a stranger, I am able to wait there until the time is most convenient for you. My name is Mikami Teru.
[You can get your Note if both of us being equally capable of killing each other makes you feel safer.
Though he did neglect to tell him the spelling--Mikami wasn't written with the usual character for "three." He also neglected to tell him of certain circumstances that left him in a world with a twin of the same name and face--but it was a courtesy offering, not a practical one.
Which in a way was insulting, a rather desultory offering for one's God.
Mikami considered himself fortunate that this boy didn't seem, at least at this stage, to be so caught on his due proprieties. Deification was still likely fairly new to him.]