Congratulations, Ryuji is now Rapunzel. Good luck getting outta there!
Ryuji has effectively ended up on the top floor of a tower that looks like a vaguely bored tornado lived in it. Like, seriously, there's a garbage can filled entirely with those little microwavable rice containers. It's incredibly stupid. The only thing notable is a calendar on the wall with every other thursday being marked as trash day, and every friday AND monday being officially designated as Shampoo Shipment Day (9AM!!!!!)!!! He gets the feeling that the rest of the tower is going to be even more NEET vibe than this.
He can also have two seconds of horror into thinking his boat's about to get highjacked by some rude sweary weirdo with supposedly-pretty hair, but all he can vaguely hear is distant amazement.
"Oh. Oh! It's a person! A real life person! Wow, oh wow, it's been ages- how big is Fou? I've heard he's been attacking ships, but he's just lonely!"
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Ryuji has effectively ended up on the top floor of a tower that looks like a vaguely bored tornado lived in it. Like, seriously, there's a garbage can filled entirely with those little microwavable rice containers. It's incredibly stupid. The only thing notable is a calendar on the wall with every other thursday being marked as trash day, and every friday AND monday being officially designated as Shampoo Shipment Day (9AM!!!!!)!!! He gets the feeling that the rest of the tower is going to be even more NEET vibe than this.
He can also have two seconds of horror into thinking his boat's about to get highjacked by some rude sweary weirdo with supposedly-pretty hair, but all he can vaguely hear is distant amazement.
"Oh. Oh! It's a person! A real life person! Wow, oh wow, it's been ages- how big is Fou? I've heard he's been attacking ships, but he's just lonely!"
His boat isn't leaving for a while.