The peaceful times are over. Moloch von Zinzer was murdered, and Nine was sentenced as his murderer. Everyone in Cartesio knows that.
Although life goes on, it seems the town of Cartesio isn't going to forget the tourists' transgressions. Not only they commited larceny in the cinema, they also murdered and executed in their town! It's no surprise their hospitality towards the visitors has cooled down considerably.
Not only they're maintaining a tense cordiality with them, they also have started talking behind the visitors' backs. All kinds of rumors are starting to sprout, yet nobody seems to be willing to say it to the tourists' faces. Talking directly to most passerby makes them distrustful, and nobody seems to want to be in close quarters alone with them.
It's only matter of time before the relationship between tourists and Cartesio starts degrading even further.
In the lobby of the motel there's a few more brochures, and
the maps have been updated once again.
Links
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in the afternoon, Osomatsu ducks into the ice cream parlor to hide out from the rain. how nice, this place seems much more cheerful than the rest of the town. he orders a big sundae and sits down to eat it. it may be cold outside, but who is going to pass up on ice cream?
later on, Osomatsu wants to look around more. he heads to the chapel. he's definitely not religious, but exploring the town is one of the only things that keeps him busy. he checks to see if there are any townsfolk in here, but it seems like he's alone for now.
finally, he spends his last few hours awake at the tavern. he's drinking pretty heavily, already has two beers in him]
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You keep drinking like that and you'll have a hell of a headache tomorrow.
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Hehe! You're probably right! [he slurs, not looking the least bit bothered by the lecture] Though, it doesn't really matter. If I get a headache, I can just sleep it off.
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...Just seems like it'd be easier, sleeping off the day. It's not like there's that much t'do around here.
[also he's homesick. he wants this pain to stop!!]
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To be honest, I'm not really in a position where I can talk you out of it. If you wanna drink until you pass out to try and skip tomorrow, the best I can do is carry you back after.
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I should be okay t'walk, really. [hic] This'll be m-my last one! Probably! But if you really wanna carry me back, I'm not gonna tell y-you not to.
[he probably shouldn't sleep the day away. there are so many people to get to know before... well, whatever happens, happens]
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[ But one drink shouldn't make it necessary so, eh, he'll just watch and wait for now. See what happens. ]
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he pushes his drink to the side for a moment, though, wanting to talk]
You doin' okay?
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Getting drunk alone is no fun— mind if I join you~?
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'course not! Have a seat, buddy. [he loves meeting new people, too, and recognizes Dazai from the meetings, and guestbook. he knows that Dazai is a visitor, like him]
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You might want to slow down there, man.
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I'm a'right! I've only had two!
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But I don't wanna waste this one. [he definitely will slow down, since she's worried]
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[Still, she has to ask:]
Do you do this often?
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You don't think you should maybe... I don't know, not do that?
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And hey, would you look at that, someone else who has a sundae of equal size to the one she just ordered.]
Oso~
[At least she sounds peppy enough as she walks over, sundae in hand. Absolutely none of these flavors look like they should go together, what is she doing.]
Hiya. Mind if I sit here?
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I don't mind at all! [he nods to her] Have a seat!
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She slips into the seat across from him with a smile.]
Mm~ I'm so glad this place is open again!
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[he gets a big spoonful of ice cream and stuffs it into his mouth. man! it tastes wonderful!]
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[She accents that with her own big spoonful of ice cream. Too big, in fact, and she manages to get some on her cheek.]
I didn't even know ice cream came in this many flavors!
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Oh, yeah. Ice cream can come in any flavor you want. Back at home, there are brands that make savory ice creams.
[some flavors in Namja Town are wacky, dude]
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Oop, thanks.
[She doesn't think twice about it, instead just taking smaller bites from here on in as she listens. As for what she's listening to—]
Woooah, really? Like what?
[She is entirely too interested in this. Is she... getting ideas...?]
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