Memory 3 - Trivial Positive
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stigmateyesMemory 3: Telling Ferris he likes her dango
He's lying on his back along a wooden floor, chewing on something sticky and reminiscent of white flour. It tastes delicious, as if it is one of the finest things he's ever eaten. And he feels the sun gently warming his face and closed eyes, as he remarks to an unknown companion.
"I'm at my limit, you know. I've got all kinds of trouble."
A falsely chiding tone, decidedly female, returns: "Ah, so a woman you tricked long ago demands punitive damages from you, and to pay her off, you try to trick another woman so you can steal her money, then your last moments are spent getting stabbed and dying in a ditch. Do I have it about right?"
"Sure, whatever, we'll call it right."
"But right now, it's dango time. Forget all those troublesome things and focus on the dango."
"Right."
"Well?"
"Mm, delicious. I've been made to eat dango from all over the place, thanks to you, but there's no comparison to Wynnit," he remarks as he sits up and opens his eyes to finish the rest of his treat, a set of colorful balled mounds on a stick.
He's facing the open entrance to what must be a small shop on the outskirts of some village.
"Is that right?" his companion questions from across him.
"Is this a new recipe? It tastes different from usual, but it's pretty darn good."
Her silence makes him turn to her. "... What is it?"
She's a young blond woman wearing a comfortable red and white dress suit, with sleeves that are unattached to the rest of the outfit. She's looking down, as if unsure. It's unusual for her.
"... Nothing..." she murmurs.
A plump, cheery shopkeeper approaches them and starts talking excitedly to the woman: "Oh, it looks like it's scored high marks with your partner! Good for you, little Ferris!"
"Shopkeeper!" Ferris exclaims, as he glances at the shopkeeper in confusion.
"That dango is a new recipe little Ferris came up with and made!" the shopkeeper continues.
The idea strikes him as incredibly surprising and he turns back to Ferris: "You made this?"
She blushes deeply before managing: "Un."
"Little Ferris dreams of running a dango shop of her own one day," the shopkeeper adds.
What?
"A dango shop?!" he asks in amazement. "You, huh? Well, I guess you're always serious when it comes to dango."
"Of course I am!" Ferris asserts with fierce determination, still blushing brightly. "Those who don't contend with dango seriously are punished by the Dango God!"
"What's this Dango God stuff?"
"The Dango God is the god of dango. He is the one absolute god who reigns over the world!" she replies firmly, jabbing her own dango stick toward his face.
"Huh."
"Hey! There he is, the man who naps for ten thousand years!" a voice booms in front of them.
"Huh?!" he jerks around to find a red-haired brute of a man dressed in armor standing in front of a slightly embarrassed blond man in formal wear.
"Excuse us, there's a job we'd really like for you to do..." the blond man begins.
Before he finish, the redhead simply barges in and grabs him: "C'mon, let's go."
"Hey! What are you doing?! Wait, let me go!" he yelps, as the two drag him outside and away from the shop without further explanation.
"Get up and walk!"
"I can't walk with the way you're holding me!"
What he learns
- He hangs with some woman named Ferris. Is she his girlfriend? She was making him food. But it didn't quite feel like that... ? Even though, they're probably close if she was blushing that way. It was pretty funny. Either way, he kind of likes her sense of humor. It sounds like they get along well.
- Her dango is really tasty
- They were in a place called Wynnit
- They probably do this often
- Who the hell were those two knight-looking guys who dragged him off and what the hell were they doing to make him do?
- "Man who naps for a thousand years?" He must be lazy.
He's lying on his back along a wooden floor, chewing on something sticky and reminiscent of white flour. It tastes delicious, as if it is one of the finest things he's ever eaten. And he feels the sun gently warming his face and closed eyes, as he remarks to an unknown companion.
"I'm at my limit, you know. I've got all kinds of trouble."
A falsely chiding tone, decidedly female, returns: "Ah, so a woman you tricked long ago demands punitive damages from you, and to pay her off, you try to trick another woman so you can steal her money, then your last moments are spent getting stabbed and dying in a ditch. Do I have it about right?"
"Sure, whatever, we'll call it right."
"But right now, it's dango time. Forget all those troublesome things and focus on the dango."
"Right."
"Well?"
"Mm, delicious. I've been made to eat dango from all over the place, thanks to you, but there's no comparison to Wynnit," he remarks as he sits up and opens his eyes to finish the rest of his treat, a set of colorful balled mounds on a stick.
He's facing the open entrance to what must be a small shop on the outskirts of some village.
"Is that right?" his companion questions from across him.
"Is this a new recipe? It tastes different from usual, but it's pretty darn good."
Her silence makes him turn to her. "... What is it?"
She's a young blond woman wearing a comfortable red and white dress suit, with sleeves that are unattached to the rest of the outfit. She's looking down, as if unsure. It's unusual for her.
"... Nothing..." she murmurs.
A plump, cheery shopkeeper approaches them and starts talking excitedly to the woman: "Oh, it looks like it's scored high marks with your partner! Good for you, little Ferris!"
"Shopkeeper!" Ferris exclaims, as he glances at the shopkeeper in confusion.
"That dango is a new recipe little Ferris came up with and made!" the shopkeeper continues.
The idea strikes him as incredibly surprising and he turns back to Ferris: "You made this?"
She blushes deeply before managing: "Un."
"Little Ferris dreams of running a dango shop of her own one day," the shopkeeper adds.
What?
"A dango shop?!" he asks in amazement. "You, huh? Well, I guess you're always serious when it comes to dango."
"Of course I am!" Ferris asserts with fierce determination, still blushing brightly. "Those who don't contend with dango seriously are punished by the Dango God!"
"What's this Dango God stuff?"
"The Dango God is the god of dango. He is the one absolute god who reigns over the world!" she replies firmly, jabbing her own dango stick toward his face.
"Huh."
"Hey! There he is, the man who naps for ten thousand years!" a voice booms in front of them.
"Huh?!" he jerks around to find a red-haired brute of a man dressed in armor standing in front of a slightly embarrassed blond man in formal wear.
"Excuse us, there's a job we'd really like for you to do..." the blond man begins.
Before he finish, the redhead simply barges in and grabs him: "C'mon, let's go."
"Hey! What are you doing?! Wait, let me go!" he yelps, as the two drag him outside and away from the shop without further explanation.
"Get up and walk!"
"I can't walk with the way you're holding me!"
What he learns
- He hangs with some woman named Ferris. Is she his girlfriend? She was making him food. But it didn't quite feel like that... ? Even though, they're probably close if she was blushing that way. It was pretty funny. Either way, he kind of likes her sense of humor. It sounds like they get along well.
- Her dango is really tasty
- They were in a place called Wynnit
- They probably do this often
- Who the hell were those two knight-looking guys who dragged him off and what the hell were they doing to make him do?
- "Man who naps for a thousand years?" He must be lazy.
