Film Sparkling Detective Akeboshi Koutarou: Fiance of the Funeral Procession Akeboshi Koutarou (lead) Sparkling Detective Akeboshi Koutarou Akeboshi Koutarou (lead) Kirameki Revolution Shima Hiroshi (lead) According to Lady Amane Nakano Ginzo (supporting) The Story Of My Favorite Idol Coming To Be My Assistant Kawaguchi Subaru (supporting)
Television I Hope To Be With You Forever Ike Masaya (lead) Love Paradox Hayashi Kouji (supporting) But My Little Brother Still Wants To Fall In Love!!! Akimoto Wataru (supporting)
My Future Plans
The third movie in the Sparkling Detective Akeboshi Koutarou series has been greenlit, so please look forward to it.
My Talents
My sparkling personality lights up a room ✨ I'm also fond of paper crafts.
Favorite Books, Movies, Music, and Food
I prefer classic novels. Please support my co-stars in Fiance of the Funeral Procession, coming soon to own on video and DVD!
My Ideal Partner
Height
175 cm/5'8"
Body Type
slim
Smokes
for spells
Drinks
yes
Drugs
that's bad for you!
Sign
Scorpio, Dog
Education
high school
Occupation
romance actor, exorcist
Income
that's private ✨
Children
none
Pets
none
Hobbies
reading, riding public transportation
[ after the general 'wtfuckery' of suddenly finding oneself on a cruise ship instead of a hotel and oushi manages to gather his bearings, he realizes something very distressing about these new living arrangements.
none of their things seem to have made it into their new rooms with them. ]
hey is kami with you
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the doll the paper doll you sent over a few weeks ago is it in your room?
[Kami??? At first Natori thinks Oushi is asking if Natori is with a god (did he know Yato too?), until he gets the clarification. Did... oh, he really must have named it. That's. what the kids call "moe," right?
He takes a sec to process that, then...]
Well, I'm not in my room either. But no, it didn't come back to me at all. Other wards/supplies are missing too.
[and belongings, but Natori never inventoried the pile of presents he was given and doesn't really care about any of them, so it doesn't occur to him to mourn his endless supply of bad erotic novels.]
[ but he'll leave it at that. there's no point in making a fuss over a tiny paper doll, especially when there's all this other stuff going on. he quickly squashes the flare of disappointment that wants to bubble up in his chest, turning a sullen glare towards the foot of his bed. ]
i dunno if i can say i'm alright with it but it's not the worst thing in the world
what about you? is this just another tuesday for you?
[ after snooping on rin's poll, having some discussions and doing some Deep Soul Searching, oushi has come to the one guy who seems like he can not only 1) help oushi, but 2) not laugh at him about it.
and so, ]
natori-san
you're still investigating this place and trying to find a way out, right?
can i help?
[ listen, is this their first talk after doing all that back at the gala? yes..... but it's only awkward if they make it awkward, ok. (they're gonna make it so awkward.) ]
[Look. Is it super awkward after that last night of the gala? Yes. But is Oushi's question super endearing? Also yes.
Natori's gut instinct is to reply with the typical exorcist tract-- that people without sight shouldn't get caught up in ayakashi activities. That's how his mentors would tell him to respond, and then they'd lecture him for thinking to ask as if there could be any other answer. But... Natori's been an outsider struggling to make inroads into the established exorcist community, and he certainly didn't go home and stop trying no matter how many times he was told to. Besides, Oushi is already caught up in ayakashi activities by virtue of being here at all. Oushi can't go home-- none of them can go home-- until they find a way out. It'd be naive to pretend that there was a way for Oushi to stay out of it entirely.
And also-- he thinks about Natsume's friend, the one who couldn't see anything but still went charging into the ayakashi realm to rescue him when he needed it. Natori was wrong when he'd said he shouldn't have come, back then. He's not so stubborn as to assume he could never be wrong again.]
Hi, Oushi-kun. [wait, actually maybe it's awkward to keep calling him that after they fucked. shit. whatever. it'd be weirder to suddenly switch, right?] I'm glad you're thinking about this. If it was the sort of thing any one person could accomplish on their own, we'd already be out of here, right? So yes, I think that's a good idea.
[Toma is more than glad to have that hour to prepare; after all, even if this is only a date in name, it wouldn't do to just show up in whatever he happened to be wearing when hanging out in his own room.
So he changes, makes sure he looks presentable - and, a bit before the agreed time, he's at the conservatory's entrance, keeping an eye out. When he does catch sight of Natori, he raises a hand to get his attention, offering a faint smile.]
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[Natori also needs that hour to prepare, though it doesn't go to his outfit. A few weeks ago he would have had more choices, but after a misadventure in a cave during the camping expedition he came back to find nearly everything in his room destroyed. He tosses on a simple black yukata (just about the only normal article of clothing he has left), grabs a slightly incongruous bucket hat and a pair of glasses, and heads over to the conservatory only a few minutes after getting Toma's last text.
Shortly before Natori's arrival, Toma might catch sight of a lone paper doll fluttering around a tree near the entrance to the conservatory like a misplaced butterfly. It's only there for a moment before it loops back into the conservatory proper; it might not be noticeable at all except that it's got a small magical signature of its own.
When Natori does come jogging up, it's from inside the conservatory rather than from the rest of the resort.]
Aza-san, right? Sorry, I thought I'd make it out before you got here. [He straightens out his yukata, then gives Toma an easy smile. The lizard is nowhere to be seen.] I was scoping out a place for a private chat. I hope you weren't waiting long?
Hey, multiple swords! [At least, he assumes. Might as well.]
I can't do the origami myself. It'd create a vessel that a spirit could try to take up residence in, and then you'd have a haunted origami swan to deal with. But I can animate the paper if someone else folds it.
[ at some point during the day on christmas, a helpful resort staff member will hand over to natori a black gift box wrapped in green and silver ribbon, a card tucked under the bow on top. when opened, the box contains a sheaf of high-quality, handmade paper, as well as a stick of cinnabar ink and a grinding stone.
the attached card reads simply, ]
It occurs to me only as I write this that I have no idea whether your work as an exorcist requires a specific type of paper or ink. If so, then I hope these will be useful to you in some other way.
[A folded letter elegantly tied with red cord is delivered by a paper butterfly and either left beneath your door or unceremoniously dropped onto your head, wherever you may be on the morning of the 1st. Unfolding it reveals hand-pressed paper inked with a greeting in calligraphy pen:]
Happy New Year 🐀
The Matoba clan would like to extend its most heartfelt greetings and thanks for your patronage throughout the year. We pray for the good health and fortune of all in our care.
The clan looks forward to your continued partnership in the year to come.
With sincerest wishes,
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[You will notice the seal of a rat has been added to the greeting. Well, obviously, because it's 2008! Happy Year of the Rat!]
[ A note is left on Natori's door, a day or two after the basements revert from their dungeon configuration into their standard, depressing forms. ]
Mr. Natori, Though I've promised you a proper poison pen letter, I believe I need to get to know you better before I'm able to say anything truly scathing. Now that there's less risk of being covered in slime when exiting our living quarters, would you care to join me for coffee? I await the courtesy of your response, Alan Ross
[Actual Paper Letters are both extremely charming and also happen to be one of Natori's favorite things. Instead of getting a text back, Alan gets his own paper letter in response shortly after Natori read it. It slips itself under Alan's door, even though Alan certainly never told Natori which room was his. The letter lies still waiting for Alan to find it.]
Mr. Ross,
Firstly, happy new year. Thank you for your kindness last year, not least for waiting until you could personalize your curses. I look forward to our contact together in the year to come. Wishing you good health.
Coffee sounds lovely. Feel free to write the details on the enclosed paper doll. If you hold it in your hand and think my name, it will return to me. Text messages are also fine.
Sincerely yours, Shuichi Natori
[His signature looks an awful lot like a practiced autograph. As promised, there is also a paper doll tucked into the envelope, which does not lie still. Once Alan picks it up, it waves one arm at him as if to confirm that it's the one mentioned in the letter-- that is, if Alan's magic negation doesn't disrupt it.]
[There is an unannounced knock at Natori's door- casual, unbothered. Given that the room takes less than 3 paces to cross in any direction, the knocker doesn't wait all that long for a response before knocking a little more insistently, but the sensation on the other side of the door isn't all that hard to place, anyway.]
[When Natori opens up, Matoba is there, looking particularly slimy in the rolled-up sleeves of a dress shirt and a loosened tie, with a bottle topped with 2 plastic cups in one hand and a store-bought strawberry cake in the other.]
Merry Christmas, Natori. [The greeting, too, is casual and unbothered. He glances at him sidelong from where he leans on the doorframe, and tilts his head to gesture inside. His ponytail drapes along his shoulder.] ...May I come in?
[The room might take less than 3 paces to cross, but Natori still takes his time opening the door anyway. Mostly it's because he sits there in disbelief for the first knock before he accepts that his options are either let the pounding continue or going for the door.
He's not surprised that it's Matoba on the other side, not really. He still takes a second before he sighs in resignation and steps aside to let Matoba pass.]
Merry Christmas. [The room is far emptier than it was the first time Matoba stopped by. There's a sparse clothing rack in the corner and a stool with a pile of charms and talismans stacked on top, and then the bed with reams of paper filling up the space underneath. Once Natori shuts the door behind Matoba, there's enough space for the two of them to stay standing, if they don't go to sit on the bed. He takes a second look at what's in Matoba's hands.] Just the cake, huh.
[ Knock knock, Natori! Or, rather...there's no knocking, but his little paper doll comes to slip under his door to carry a message from one (1) Dorothea Arnault. In flowing script, she's written: ]
Good morning! Are your paper dolls able to go looking for objects or people besides yourself? If so, am I able to send the one you gave me to look for something?
[Look at this, someone's actually using his emergency contact paper dolls! Natori writes out his reply on a fresh one and sets it on its way, then after a moment of thought recalls it to add on a post-script. His own handwriting is extremely neat.]
Morning! The ones I hand out can only come back to me (easier to build the spell that way for people who can't cast it themselves). But I can send them to anyone whose full name I know, or have them scout out the hotel more generally.
(I can send the first one back to you if you'd like.)
[Dorothea seems like the sort of person who would grow attached to the individual doll that she received as more than a glorified paper airplane. Well, they do wave at people.]
[Give Natori a second to poke around at the profile (a thing he knows how to do, and that he wants credit for doing!) to see whomst this username is-- oh, Edamura!]
Hi Edamura-san! I managed, though I think everyone is glad I don't have to work with a computer again. What about you?
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un: AHHHSHIOKI | during the june event
none of their things seem to have made it into their new rooms with them. ]
hey is kami with you
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is it in your room?
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He takes a sec to process that, then...]
Well, I'm not in my room either. But no, it didn't come back to me at all. Other wards/supplies are missing too.
[and belongings, but Natori never inventoried the pile of presents he was given and doesn't really care about any of them, so it doesn't occur to him to mourn his endless supply of bad erotic novels.]
Are you alright? With whatever's going on.
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[ but he'll leave it at that. there's no point in making a fuss over a tiny paper doll, especially when there's all this other stuff going on. he quickly squashes the flare of disappointment that wants to bubble up in his chest, turning a sullen glare towards the foot of his bed. ]
i dunno if i can say i'm alright with it
but it's not the worst thing in the world
what about you? is this just another tuesday for you?
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un: AHHHSHIOKI | text
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natori-san
you're still investigating this place and trying to find a way out, right?
can i help?
[ listen, is this their first talk after doing all that back at the gala? yes..... but it's only awkward if they make it awkward, ok. (they're gonna make it so awkward.) ]
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Natori's gut instinct is to reply with the typical exorcist tract-- that people without sight shouldn't get caught up in ayakashi activities. That's how his mentors would tell him to respond, and then they'd lecture him for thinking to ask as if there could be any other answer. But... Natori's been an outsider struggling to make inroads into the established exorcist community, and he certainly didn't go home and stop trying no matter how many times he was told to. Besides, Oushi is already caught up in ayakashi activities by virtue of being here at all. Oushi can't go home-- none of them can go home-- until they find a way out. It'd be naive to pretend that there was a way for Oushi to stay out of it entirely.
And also-- he thinks about Natsume's friend, the one who couldn't see anything but still went charging into the ayakashi realm to rescue him when he needed it. Natori was wrong when he'd said he shouldn't have come, back then. He's not so stubborn as to assume he could never be wrong again.]
Hi, Oushi-kun. [wait, actually maybe it's awkward to keep calling him that after they fucked. shit. whatever. it'd be weirder to suddenly switch, right?] I'm glad you're thinking about this. If it was the sort of thing any one person could accomplish on their own, we'd already be out of here, right? So yes, I think that's a good idea.
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conservatory date; let me know if this works!
So he changes, makes sure he looks presentable - and, a bit before the agreed time, he's at the conservatory's entrance, keeping an eye out. When he does catch sight of Natori, he raises a hand to get his attention, offering a faint smile.]
UNO REVERSE let me know if I should tweak anything!
Shortly before Natori's arrival, Toma might catch sight of a lone paper doll fluttering around a tree near the entrance to the conservatory like a misplaced butterfly. It's only there for a moment before it loops back into the conservatory proper; it might not be noticeable at all except that it's got a small magical signature of its own.
When Natori does come jogging up, it's from inside the conservatory rather than from the rest of the resort.]
Aza-san, right? Sorry, I thought I'd make it out before you got here. [He straightens out his yukata, then gives Toma an easy smile. The lizard is nowhere to be seen.] I was scoping out a place for a private chat. I hope you weren't waiting long?
looks good to me!!
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can you make an origami swan? but using magic so it... moves.
i'd pay you for it, of course.
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I can't do the origami myself. It'd create a vessel that a spirit could try to take up residence in, and then you'd have a haunted origami swan to deal with. But I can animate the paper if someone else folds it.
Gift for someone?
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( 12/25 ) — special delivery
the attached card reads simply, ]
It occurs to me only as I write this that I have no idea whether your work as an exorcist requires a specific type of paper or ink. If so, then I hope these will be useful to you in some other way.
Merry Christmas.
Tseng
New Years Greetings;
Happy New Year 🐀
The Matoba clan would like to extend its most heartfelt greetings and thanks for your patronage throughout the year. We pray for the good health and fortune of all in our care.
The clan looks forward to your continued partnership in the year to come.
With sincerest wishes,
的場静司
53rd head of the Matoba
[You will notice the seal of a rat has been added to the greeting. Well, obviously, because it's 2008! Happy Year of the Rat!]
actual paper letter; early January
Mr. Natori,
Though I've promised you a proper poison pen letter, I believe I need to get to know you better before I'm able to say anything truly scathing. Now that there's less risk of being covered in slime when exiting our living quarters, would you care to join me for coffee?
I await the courtesy of your response,
Alan Ross
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Mr. Ross,
Firstly, happy new year. Thank you for your kindness last year, not least for waiting until you could personalize your curses. I look forward to our contact together in the year to come. Wishing you good health.
Coffee sounds lovely. Feel free to write the details on the enclosed paper doll. If you hold it in your hand and think my name, it will return to me. Text messages are also fine.
Sincerely yours,
Shuichi Natori
[His signature looks an awful lot like a practiced autograph. As promised, there is also a paper doll tucked into the envelope, which does not lie still. Once Alan picks it up, it waves one arm at him as if to confirm that it's the one mentioned in the letter-- that is, if Alan's magic negation doesn't disrupt it.]
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ANYWAY backdated to Christmas eve
[When Natori opens up, Matoba is there, looking particularly slimy in the rolled-up sleeves of a dress shirt and a loosened tie, with a bottle topped with 2 plastic cups in one hand and a store-bought strawberry cake in the other.]
Merry Christmas, Natori. [The greeting, too, is casual and unbothered. He glances at him sidelong from where he leans on the doorframe, and tilts his head to gesture inside. His ponytail drapes along his shoulder.] ...May I come in?
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He's not surprised that it's Matoba on the other side, not really. He still takes a second before he sighs in resignation and steps aside to let Matoba pass.]
Merry Christmas. [The room is far emptier than it was the first time Matoba stopped by. There's a sparse clothing rack in the corner and a stool with a pile of charms and talismans stacked on top, and then the bed with reams of paper filling up the space underneath. Once Natori shuts the door behind Matoba, there's enough space for the two of them to stay standing, if they don't go to sit on the bed. He takes a second look at what's in Matoba's hands.] Just the cake, huh.
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~jan 8th or something idk
Good morning! Are your paper dolls able to go looking for objects or people besides yourself? If so, am I able to send the one you gave me to look for something?
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Morning! The ones I hand out can only come back to me (easier to build the spell that way for people who can't cast it themselves). But I can send them to anyone whose full name I know, or have them scout out the hotel more generally.
(I can send the first one back to you if you'd like.)
[Dorothea seems like the sort of person who would grow attached to the individual doll that she received as more than a glorified paper airplane. Well, they do wave at people.]
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un: 3swords
i finally learned how to make perfect paper cranes.
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If you've got one you want me to animate, let me know and I'll stop by. It won't take long.
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@toyotomi
Hey, Natori-san! Did you survive your two weeks stuck in suburban hell?
[that's one way to ask a guy how he is doing]
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Hi Edamura-san! I managed, though I think everyone is glad I don't have to work with a computer again. What about you?
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[text | @matoba] [ゴゴゴ]
[Apropos of nothing, Natori receives an image file titled "cat thumbs.jpg"]
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Did it scratch you?
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