Haru wakes up on a completely ordinary late February morning.
Haru plonks his head on his arms at his desk when he arrives at class. He's got a little bruise on his right hand that wasn't there the previous night.
Yutaka and Haru share their second and third classes of the day on Tuesdays, but Yutaka didn't walk with him between them. He spent some time surrounded by people—there are rumours going strong about his parentage—and walked into the history classroom after Haru did.
Which means that he can see the bruise.
Did you hurt yourself?? he asks, a lot more panic in his voice than a small bruise would probably be worth.
Do I not normally do that this morning, I guess I had Kyubey with me and was carrying him.
He flops into his seat and hides his face in his arms on his desk. Last time you were already a magical boy, and the first time you hadn't—actually I'm not sure I would've noticed, I wasn't yet—you know.
After school Haru picks up Kyubey, makes sure nobody's looking, and throws it at Yutaka. Go meet some potentials!
Yutaka was looking at Kyūbey in a way that seems indicative of having a conversation but once Haru starts walking across the ice he—looks around, sprints somewhere out of sight, transforms, then watches Haru do that from there, looking a bit anxious.
Haru goes home. He does all his homework and runs off a copy to go in the bag of holding for later.
He starts... a list.
Stuff We Would Need To Try Eventually If There Were Going To Be Like Fifty Loops
(If the multiple wishes toward killing the witch doesn't work)
- break into the prime minister's house (or possibly some other figure's house) and bring them in on the masquerade for support finding the witch earlier when it's out to sea
- have me wish directly for some kind of combat applicable power
- go to other cities & maybe countries to recruit help, if necessary have them write letters to themselves to make it possible to speedrun this in a later loop
- *plan in vacation loops*, if there are going to be like fifty of these Yutaka's mental health is *the* limited resource
- have a letter for Ren (and some kind of plan that is probably not a letter for deflecting Iwasaki Sr.)
- exotic mundane weaponry vs. witchzilla esp. combined with meeting it out at sea
He carries on in that vein for a while till his ideas are markedly worse in quality, and has dinner (he's making spaghetti for himself and Ren).
Busy?
I mean literally speaking you should sometimes probably be too busy for me if you are doing important Tokyo-saving tasks. Did you meet folks?
I know I just have habits installed.
I did. I'm not happy with the age distribution.
Kyūbey said you and I are older than average and I'm starting to think that was a severe understatement. She was eleven.
Eleven? Fuck. - how far afield did you go, do you want to talk in person, I have some written down stuff.