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The year is 2222, and you live in a bustling city in Japan by the sea. There are many different neighborhoods, from strictly urban areas, to more traditional Japanese neighborhoods, to areas full of cafes for tired businessmen, to the rougher part of town, to the beachside properties. In general, the city seems peaceful, but lively.

The latest rage is BitPhones - a must-have for anyone. Not only do they have as many apps as you could possibly want from a smartphone, and come in all kinds of customizable shapes and sizes, but they contain things like your ID and other essential data. All BitPhones are connected by the Master Program, an essentially indecipherable program maintained by some guy living in his apartment with his shut-in cousin.

But that's probably not very important.

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[Of course he does. This one is always looking for opportunities to infringe on his work and personal space.]

Hmph. Fine. However, you will do as I say. I will not tolerate any imperfections in my collection.

[Izuchi, for whatever reason, relents anyways.]

[He has to resist the urge to bounce up and down while cheering! Izuchi wouldn't appreciate that after all.]

A'course!

[With that said, Hitohito bounces off closer to the water to find some pretty shells for his friend!]

[Izuchi joins the fool in scavenging around the seashore, looking for acceptable specimens. He says nothing, channeling all of his concentration on finding shells and adding them to his bucket. He also makes a point not to get too close to the other, who seems to be putting in a vigorous effort.]

[After a while of searching, Hitohito goes bounding over to his friend - he doesn't have a bucket like the genius, so hes just sort of carrying a bunch in his arms.]

Whatcha think?!

[Izuchi looks up from his search and quirks a brow at the other's harvest. At least this commoner is useful for something. But drop those and you will have sealed yourself an early death.]

Hm. Put them in here. Gently.

[There's no time to sort out the desirable ones since he only brought one bucket. He'll have to do it himself at home, he supposes.]

[If not for Izuchi's comments, the cat loving boy would've simply dumped 'em into the bucket! Instead, he starts vvveerrryyyy carefully putting the shells in one by one. It's slow and kinda boring for him!]

Whatcha we do now?

[Heat how does 'what should' turn into 'whatcha.' Heat no.]

[Izuchi watches like a hawk as the fool places the seashells into his bucket. While he does trust this commoner more than the others due to their shared history, he is well aware of how excitable he can become. It's been troublesome in the past for him in a number of different activities. Izuchi peers into the bucket and sifts around the shells, making sure nothing is damaged. He's satisfied by the time the commoner asks him what is next on the agenda.]

Seeing as the bucket is full, you can go home. I am going to sort these.

[No doubt he would find sorting the shells to be boring. This one's concentration was limited.]

1bitHeart Post

my name is izuchi nasuga and i am not a vegetable

nyes you are :3c

nO

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:3c

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