We interrupt your regular shitposting for...

[strawberrypunch]

Tatsuma Hiyuu shared a photo. 4/21/2017 near Viea Village

🍓❤️ 18 now

[...Well, okay, it's still pretty shitposty, but at least it's in a wholesome way?]

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[constellates]

[she's just terribly charismatic and everyone seems to be terrified of telling her no at the risk of making her unhappy

either way she's absolutely giddy]

you are welcome !
i am so happy that you liked it
are you busy for the rest of the day ?
i have to give you your real present !

[strawberrypunch]

[That's a surprise. There's a bit of a delay before his next text, if only because it gave him a short pause.]

Im not busy

[Although what she could have possibly have gotten him...?]

Theres extra cake for you

[Even he couldn't possibly eat it all in one sitting. While he hadn't necessarily expected others to come over, he'll gladly share with them when they do!]

[constellates]

really ?
i love cake ! it looked so tasty
ok i will come over after dance practice
is that ok ?

does senpai or senpais grandparents need anything from the grocery on the way ?

[strawberrypunch]

Thats fine
And hold on

[Please hold while he consults his grandparents.]

No were good
Thank you

[constellates]

[perfect.]

ok !
then i will be there soon

[WITH HER GIFT, OH BOY. And true to her word, there's a knock knock knocking on the door at Tatsuma's house about a half hour after her text. It's a bit of a journey.]

[strawberrypunch]

[He comes to answer the door quickly enough! It's almost as if he was expecting someone.]

Hi Anya.

[Wow is that the smell of freshly baked strawberry cake wafting out the door? It sure is. The whole house smells like strawberries now, it's glorious.]

[constellates]

[It sure is glorious - and Anya's got a bit of a big...? present behind her back. It looks kinda large anyway, though it's also light enough that she doesn't seem to have any issue holding onto it.]

Senpai! Привет. Hi.

Everything smells so sweet...!

[strawberrypunch]

[What in the world could that be...? He does nothing to hide his curiosity, looking quite pointedly at it even as he steps back to let her in, if she'd like.]

Grandma just baked the cake today.

[constellates]

[Curious senpai is cute....]

Ah! That is why. Anya will have some soon...

[She hums happily - but first, the present! She brings it out from behind her back - in sweet strawberry-decorated wrapping paper - and offers it out to him. Inside he'll find one of these cat pillow plushes. Apparently she remembers their trip to the animal shelter where he was Very Popular.]

Happy birthday, senpai...!

[Which she still says in a sing-song.]

[strawberrypunch]

[Look you can’t just bring a gift like that and expect him to ignore it!! Once he’s handed the present, he carefully unwraps it, picking it apart from the seams in the wrapping paper to keep it all in mostly one piece.

His eyes light up when he sees what’s inside.]

A cat!

[--Sort of! He soon has it tucked in the crook of one elbow as he smiles at Anya, practically glowing. An adorable gift from an adorable friend – what more could he ask for?]

Thank you. [His voice hitches, just slightly with those words. A bit odd for someone whose tone is normally so steady, but he can’t help it.

Even with the friends he’s made here, he didn’t expect to actually get any presents…]

[constellates]

[A BIG PILLOW CAT. But Anya's expression softens when she sees the way that Tatsuma is affected by it. It's sweet, he's sweet, and she feels terribly fond.

Hence why she's going to open her arms up to him for a hug if he wants it.]

You are welcome.

Thank you for being my friend, senpai. I am happy to know you.

[strawberrypunch]

[He looks a bit surprised at the gesture, but not for long. Anya is sweet too, and he appreciates it dearly - which is why she will indeed get a hug, even if it also involves getting smooshed by the pillow cat because he has yet to let it go.]

Thanks for being my friend, too.

[And he means it, so much, even if his voice is quiet as always.

Thank you, Anya.]

Um... [Boy though, he is a bit flustered, even if his reactions, too, remain mild.] The-- cake. Did you want some?

[constellates]

[yup the cat pillow's getting squished too

and anya's going to be giggling in her happiness, amused as she is and beaming right back up at him]

Cake? Да! Please. Your grandma's baking is so good... She will have to teach me to be better!

[strawberrypunch]

She is. [That, he can agree to readily enough as he pulls back to lead the way inside. Don't forget to leave your shoes at the entrance!]

I tried baking with her once, but it didn't go well.

[constellates]

[Anya will do just that - it's similar for her house.]

Нет? It did not? Hmm... Maybe one day senpai and Anya can try again together.

[strawberrypunch]

I have to buy a new pan first.

[...Unless they bake at Anya's house, that's probably fine?? (Don't let him do this unsupervised.)

As usual, the house is nice and cozy and full of particularly sentimental oil paintings and pottery on the walls and shelves, respectively. Snuck in here and there are a couple of Tatsuma's own smaller pieces, most of them from throughout his childhood and therefore with varying levels of creativity and technical skill. It's Homey.

Also, on the counter of the kitchen, there is the cake responsible for that strong smell of strawberries. It's already cut into separate pieces, so once he's set the cat plush aside somewhere safe, he'll go ahead and fetch a plate for her too.]

Oh-- [If his grandmother were in the room she'd surely chide him for not asking:] Want something to drink?