[ madoka is too pure for senri ]

[usogi]

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[usogi]

[ah.]

.... I won't be in trouble, so I won't need it, okay?

I'm trying to make friends with as many gods as I can to make sure of that.

[frilly]

The gods aren't the ones moving in this contest.

[ they give the orders, but this game is designed for the players to play. she isn't confident that being liked by the gods will help. ]

[usogi]

[ . . . and senri just hums]

I'm trying not to make anyone angry enough to hurt me either, promise.

[frilly]

[ she doesn't want to say out loud that it might not be enough

but she thinks it, and still doesn't let go of his hand. ]

[usogi]

[ . . . . and he offers madoka a soft smile]

It'll be okay.

We all get to come back, and maybe I'll be in the dorm arguing with Shishimaru before I even know it. But... I'd like to win first.

[frilly]

[ she smiles, but also somehow... does not look like that cheered her up a whole lot. ]

That's right, isn't it? We all get to go back to our homes in the end.

[usogi]

[ . . . and he tilts his head]

... but we'll be friends no matter what. I think it'd be nice if I could at least ask the gods to help me get my phone to send interdimensional texts - so I can always talk to you.

[frilly]

That isn't...

[ she shakes her head slowly. ]

I don't have a phone, anymore. I'm not... In a place where anyone can reach me, anymore.