week four | dates

[marriagebroker]

Get dressed up, go on the town, this is your last week for romance!

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[poans]

Ah, I see.

[Now that she points it out, he can grasp the difficulties she might have faced in the past.]

Indeed, even the slightest noise can upset a young animal's sensitive temperament; however, it is my understanding that food is an equally powerful motivator . . .

[enscene]

Hm... I've tried something like that before, but maybe inviting them to sit down and have a little treat is more effective on humans and not on animals.

[At least her formal invitations were met with apathy and confusion from animals friends, as opposed to fear or hostility. This a place to socialize with these cute baby animals, right? There's no way any of them will chase her around the grounds.

(She's about to be headbutted by a baby goat in about thirty seconds.) ]

So all we have to do is acquire the most delectable offering, yoo-hoo them over for a snack, and we'll able to socialize properly. [Furina puts her hands on her hips, taking this to be a solid plan and feeling the course of action is very well set.] Which do you like, Yi Sang?

[poans]

[Furina, nooo!

Meanwhile, Yi Sang turns yoo-hoo over in his head a few times. He also recalls an embarrassing memory at her proposal.]

Though I have no preference when it comes to animals, I would advise against handling liquid treats, for they can spill in the unlikeliest of places . . .

[enscene]

[Is this the hidden calf-licking knowledge...? Furina's attention has kind of flitted away from the cards with everyone's "fun facts," but that doesn't mean she's forgotten them, either. Even if she can't connect that one with him, she has to wonder.

Baby cows are kind of big, though, aren't they? She might get knocked over if she tried to make bosom buddies with one of them.]

Huh, like where? Isn't that something good hand-eye coordination renders not a problem?

[poans]

[Truly, Furina suffers.]

One would think . . . however, feeding an animal demands a certain proximity that renders it difficult to maneuver oneself out of the way of a curious tongue.

[Like his face.]