So it's this again. I do wonder what it is about me that would have me be mistaken for an individual with such a level of heightened eroticism that I would be recruited to this task a second time. The attribute listed in this letter is lacking in specificity. If I've been kidnapped because I possess some quality, then I would prefer that it be a quality unique to me so I can be certain that I really am the intended target. I'm not fishing for compliments; only requiring proper verification. As someone who is likely to commit a kidnapping in the future, I'll be evaluating this experience as a model from which to learn.( ooc: senjougahara & hanekawa )
Shall we take as an example the case of Boy A? If I had written his letter as his kidnapper for this task, then I would have written something like:
For your shamelessness, to the extent that you had to redo your university choice forms three times because you listed your future career aspirations as "a human brassiere replacement", "underwear elasticity tester" and "bathmat"...
And what of Girl H? It can only be that. Or to be more accurate, those. Just as supportive materials have proven inadequate, so do normal descriptions like size, curvature, weight... Rather it would be better to consider them in terms like these: that they are the end point of the evolution of mankind - [ a sound off-screen catches hitagi's attention and she inclines her head in polite apology ] - it looks as if the rating of this video posting has been saved by this interruption.
[ tsubasa enters the frame at a very brisk pace, evidently having just slowed down from a run; there is no delay between her arrival at hitagi's side and her tight embrace. ]
Turn that off, please.
That won't be necessary, Hanekawa-san. Science has finally advanced enough to develop effective censorship techniques. [ she's slow to return the hug but that in itself is her tell, none of her defensive reflexes kicking in to hold tsubasa away ] Still I understand your wish for privacy. Receiving such a stimulating hug, even someone like me might end up allowing a little bit of dere to slip through. Convention would dictate that I hide my vulnerability and as you know, my personality is warped enough that I would rather force any accidental viewer of this moment to forget it rather than hide my own embarrassment.
[ due to the angle, only the lower part of tsubasa's face can be seen; her lips curve into a smile, but her eyes are hidden. ]
You're correct, of course, and as usual, I'm afraid the fault is mine. I was a bit too unclear--I added that "please" out of common courtesy, but it seems that may have misled you into thinking I was merely asking that you consider turning it off as a favor.
[ she reaches out with one arm--without shifting her position or letting go with the other--and finds her way down hitagi's arm and out to the hand holding the device. if she has anything else she feels the need to say to the whole city, looks like she'd better finish it fast! ]
With your forcefulness so politely phrased, how can I refuse? [ ooh hanekawa-san ooh ] I suppose just this once I'll take on Araragi-kun's usual role. So then. Shall we do it?
Ah, that's not quite it.
Let's do it.
[ turning the device off that is ]
I really am happy to be able to hear your voice again, Senjougahara-san, so don't take this the wrong way, but--how about a little less talk, a little more action?
[ aaaaaand her hand closes triumphantly around hitagi's device!
and it's off. ]