“Yep. We already know each person will have 5 cakes, because 6 fits 5 times in 30. But there are 2 cakes left, so they have to cut them to share them equally.”
Soetsu: So you need to cut the last two cakes into five pieces each?
“My cousin, the loner. Oh, I’m gonna need whatever you remember about you birthparents so I could give my mom a reminder they should get you in time.”
From what I remember and was told… CPS doesn’t pick me up until late next year. Not until I get this scar. *She absentmindedly traces the scar along her cheek*
“Well… It was almost a year. We just need to survive having a baby here in a month,and we’ll make it. And isn’t this sad these are our statistics?”
Yup…
Sora plays with Akio’s hair. “Grandma, then? I could bring her here.” She thinks about the Izuru thing. “Do you want me to get Nagito to talk to you more? I’m annoying enough for it to work.”
It’s not really him… well, not totally him… he’s been actively avoiding me and I’ve been actively avoiding him… kinda been actively avoiding everyone except you guys unless there’s an emergency…
“Dividing. Cutting the cakes in portions. It makes sense if you think of numbers that way.”
Soetsu: Right! So the cakes are the numbers then?
Naomi sighs. “What can I say, Hiyoko? I hope you are wrong.”
Me too. But somehow I doubt I will be.
Cassia returns to her work station and begins working once more, it was far too crowded in here for her liking, far too many people, she needed a break from it and her work always seemed to get her that break, she also just liked doing it. -Cassia
“Anything we can do?” Sora asked, looking at Akio. “To call your dad? or to Izuru?”
I’ve spoken to Nagito maybe once or twice over the past year, and I haven’t spoken to Izuru once, nor do I want to. *She curls up slightly.* He terrifies me… it’s someone else, someone not even properly human wearing my dad’s skin and I don’t like it.
“Don’t you think so?” -Maxson
It is nice.
Until they drop the mask they’ve bee hiding behind to reveal where their true loyalties lay.
… or there’s that too.
If forced smiles could be translated into actual words, his would probably mean ‘you are so lucky to be my free pass into this house and also a literal fucking baby’. “Sure, but don’t think about the weddings, think about the cakes. You need to stay focused if you want to get this done quicker.”
Soetsu: OK… what were we talking about with the cakes again?
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