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"'Course I did." JK reached for the drink again. "Probably why she's been avoiding going in here, too, because you're here." A beat. "But you probably know that already."

Not just him, but Yuuki noticed this strange thing, too. Miu made an offhand comment about it once or twice, but it was usually when both Ryusei and Tomoko weren't in the room. Gentarou was, fortunately, too busy befriending most of the other people in school that he didn't notice two of his friends were involved in an awkward situation. Shun just shrugged and shook his head when asked about it, whereas Kengo... didn't care about any of this stupid, unimportant thing. Obviously.

Discreetly, JK shot a quick look Ryusei's way. Why bother asking directly, when there were other indirect and more fun way of knowing how things came to be?

"Tomo-chan's the type to ignore people than directly confront them." He nodded to himself, then stood and walked around the table so he'd be facing Ryusei directly. "After all she's been through, it'll probably take a lot to anger her, but, man - I'd hate to be the person she's mad at." Another pause, deliberately longer this time.

"Wouldn't you, Ryu-sei-san?"

He was being mocked. There was a moment where Ryusei couldn't hear anything but roaring in his ears. It passed.

"Are you saying that from experience?" he said. His face was probably going to crack from the smile he'd donned, from the effort he was using to force his face into it. More transparently fake than his other efforts, but it was all he could dredge up at the moment. He glanced at Softonya, but not even Softonya was listening to him at the moment so he couldn't ask the Foodroid to spray frost into JK's face. Even if he could, it was foolish to think that JK wouldn't catch on; the timing was too perfect. He'd have to do it himself, which was what he was trying to avoid.

He was done here, in any case. JK had just confirmed that it was Tomoko's doing. Of course, Ryusei had been assuming that all along, so it had been a waste of air to come in here to begin with. Without waiting for the response to his question, he headed for the door. "Bye, then!"

"Ryu-chan! Ryu-chan - wait!" This friendship thing really must have affected JK, because at the moment he actually felt remorseful about what he was doing to Ryusei - though it was too late to take back his condescending use of his name. He jogged to catch up with the other boy, then casually placed a hand on his shoulder. "I was kidding! Don't be too uptight, ne?"

It was a shame people in the club had no sense of JK fun. Le sigh.

"Come on, just sit down and I'll help you, okay? You're not looking so good."

Was that also a prank? It didn't feel like it, but Ryusei's annoyance was influencing his frame of mind.

JK really had been his best option. He couldn't go to Joujima because he didn't quite know her well enough to determine if she would side with Tomoko and leave him to his fate. But if JK was going to append Ryusei's name and treat him like JK wasn't the younger of the two, that might be exactly what JK was doing. Kisaragi dropping his honorific was one thing; JK referring to him the way Kijima did was something altogether different.

It could be an admonishment at the way Ryusei was behaving—it was true that he was all out of sorts and panicking at something that might even possibly just be a psychosomatic reaction to the abject mortification of last week. But he didn't want to be admonished by JK of all people. "Don't call me that."

There was the possibility that JK wanted the information. Ryusei had been willing to barter that. He had already been warned early on by Kazashiro not to let JK use him. Ryusei had to maintain his cover, no matter how badly stressed he was; if he let on that he had anything to use, it would be JK who would find it out—Kisaragi's request that he help with the Switches notwithstanding.

However. However.... If there was one thing he had learned from Kijima, it was that JK would be there. JK didn't want to be alone. That was his weakness.

... He had no options. He couldn't fight properly with this thing weighing on him. Curse, or psychosomatic condition or whatever—it didn't matter so long as he took care of it. He had to remove obstacles in Meteor's—in Jirou's way. By any means he could. "... I need your help," he mumbled, head down.

JK removed his hand on Ryusei's shoulder and raised his arms as if surrendering. "Sure thing... Ryusei-san."

All right, no more using Ryu-chan to call Ryusei - that was easy enough to do. Sometimes it was easy to forget that some people weren't quite as accepting of being referred to as something else, no matter how charming the caller was. Again, some people were just too uptight.

He led the way back to the table, already consolidating facts in his mind. It didn't seem like Ryusei needed to go to the bathroom, then. His ailment was something else entirely. And he asked about Tomoko and her curses. And Tomoko was seemingly ignoring him for some time now, due to some reason...

Oh.

Well.

This was certainly interesting.

Unless he was entirely wrong, but everything seemed too convenient for him to be--

"So, you got hit by one of Tomo-chan's curses, didn't you?"

That made it sound so physical. He crossed his arms and leaned against the wall. "She got upset for some reason when I met with a classmate from Subaruboshi."

'For some reason,' he'd said, but he did know why. He should have gone along with her scheme of trying to find Meteor, but if they were going to discuss Meteor for any length of time, Ryusei might slip and say something he shouldn't. If there was any consolation to be had from this, he thought grudgingly, it was that she was on the wrong trail, if she'd gone to the amusement park to look for him.

Whatever; the important thing was that he had to patch things up. He'd tried talking to her (lies to fix a lie; it wouldn't be true that Shirakawa would get mad at him if he kept her book a little longer, but what was true was that the book was an expensive edition and that she'd want it back) but since she was avoiding him, he had to take other measures. "You've known her the longest. How long does she keep a grudge?"

"...ah." JK tried to hide a smile; instead he turned his attention to munching on the remaining pieces of french fry in the bag. "She got upset."

JK did know her the longest but it didn't mean he knew her very well. They were in the same class, but at the beginning he usually sat far and away from her because of what she was - a space otaku, which automatically made her a loser in his circle of so-called friends. JK knew about her then much as he knew about some other kid in some other class - enough that he was abreast of interesting facts, but not a lot to warrant or necessitate any form of communication.

That changed, of course, when Tomoko joined the Kamen Rider Club. JK found himself coming to her for updates if, for some reason, he failed to show up in club meetings. He even found himself being dragged along to the Rabbit Hatch whenever there were meetings he was purposely ignoring. She was still his ultra-weird classmate with extremely creepy habits, but now that he was able to talk to her, he found her... well, cool. In a creepily weird way, of course.

JK slurped on his drink. It was easy to guess why Tomoko got upset about Ryusei meeting up with someone from his old school, and if he was wondering why... well, he wasn't as smart as JK thought him to be.

"Was this classmate, by any chance--" He reached for a burger lurking in the depths of his bag, "--a girl?"

He could say no. It was none of JK's business. For that matter, it wasn't any of Tomoko's business, either. If it'd been Joujima whose book he was returning, no one would blink.

How much had Tomoko seen? When Shirakawa had asked if he wanted to stay, he'd almost been tempted. This Rider Club thing was wrecking havoc with his ability to stay on-goal; hanging out someplace where he wasn't reminded of Switches and where he could be himself for the most part had seemed such an inviting prospect. Shirakawa had tried to give him another book, too, and that had reminded him that he hadn't read the one he'd returned, that he didn't have time for such things. When he'd said no to both, she'd made that expression—the one that he'd maybe imagined meant that she thought—or maybe it was just him that thought it—that he couldn't spend all his time at the hospital.

Maybe it was that look that had done it. It only meant something if he accepted it, he would say to Tomoko if she'd give him the chance. Or maybe he should have gone after her to explain. He hadn't thought she would take it so seriously. But he should have realized—Shirakawa had been out of uniform. There had been so many ways to misunderstand the situation, but he hadn't thought of them at the time. At the time, he'd left to go see Jirou. It was just Jirou that needed him, he'd thought at the time. Jirou alone. Shirakawa's silent entreaties didn't mean anything.

"It was. Focus, JK-kun. You can't date her. Anyway, what should I do? I don't want Tomoko-chan mad at me."

"D-Date her?" JK opted for an innocent look to throw Ryusei's way. "What are you talking about? I wasn't contemplating that!" Truthfully he hadn't been thinking of anything along those lines - he hadn't really been involved in any affairs of the heart after joining the club - but, now that Ryusei mentioned it-

He jumped from his seat to go and stand right next to Ryusei, even going so far as leaning his elbow on the other man's shoulder. "Unless... she's cute. She is, isn't she? That's probably why Tomo-chan got mad at seeing you two together." Now he wondered where they were, what they were doing, and why Tomoko just so happened to see them doing who knew what. No problem, though. He could always gather information from his sources, as before he got to be an info-dealer, he had to be an info-gatherer, too.

...right, Ryusei was asking for his help. JK rubbed his chin, pulling downwards as if stroking his non-existent beard. "Since she's ignoring you, have you tried... giving her notes? Sending her flowers? Girls like that, you know." Then he frowned. "Though Tomo-chan's... well. You know how she is. Maybe she'd appreciate it if you sent her dead bugs instead of fresh flowers."

"I'm not introducing you." He shrugged JK's arm off.

Was JK still mocking him? "If I could do that, I would have. I'm asking you about Tomoko-chan. Can you find out for me or not?"

Incentive, he needed incentive. Introducing JK to Shirakawa was out of the question. What else would JK want? Ryusei only had the one female friend who wasn't a Rider Club member. Discard that idea, then. Earlier, JK had said that his price was merely info—info that Ryusei would have given him anyway because he couldn't very well ask for help without disclosing the details of what he needed help with. So that was out, too. A favor? No; it would take a lot more than this for Ryusei to throw away his dignity. Their interests didn't overlap, so there was nothing Ryusei could do for him there. What else did Ryusei have?

He had a bit of numbness for one. Shifting an arm a bit behind his body so JK wouldn't see, he flexed his fingers once, twice. He had to make this quick. "It's urgent. Is there anything I can help you with...?"

It came out more insincere than he'd intended. He was going to have to patch this up. "I'm... a little stressed out," he added meekly, "but I'll do what I can."

Ha! Was there anything Ryusei could help him with? JK cocked a brow at that offer. It wasn't like he needed help with his studies - which he supposed was one of the things Ryusei was good at. Not like the transfer student was good at beating up people who owed JK, was he? Nope. He wasn't like Gentarou, who'd face them head on without hesitation. In fact, he was more like JK, who ran away screaming in fright when there was a slightest chance of danger lurking in the shadows.

But an offer was an offer, and not cashing on that now would make that a debt he could get later. It was too good to pass up.

"Why don't we talk about payment after I help you patch things up with her?" It came out silky, the way he said it, but JK couldn't help that.

He'd offer to help Ryusei with whatever curse he got hit with, but not like JK knew about that stuff. What if they made things worse with that route, anyway?

He rubbed his non-existent beard again. "If Tomo-chan got jealous, then maybe it'll take a lot more than giving her gifts to make her forgive you. What if-- you ask her out for a date?"

"Out of the question." For both things. Nevermind the mere prospect of being indebted to JK, the nebulous nature of such an open-ended promise was dangerous. JK could ask for anything after the fact and say that Ryusei had been disingenuous if Ryusei refused. Since Ryusei's relationship with the Club was based so much on trust—or on the trust they were willing to put in him—that was not something he was willing to sacrifice.

That and he didn't want to be indebted to JK. Tell me upfront what you want or I'm leaving. "I can't do that. I don't make deals like that, JK-kun."

If what JK wanted was to humiliate Ryusei with that suggestion (or the execution of such), then Ryusei wasn't going to bite. It'd been JK who'd suggested that Shirakawa's simply being a girl had been the problem; asking someone on a date after she saw that couldn't be anything but insulting. Especially not since Ryusei couldn't follow up. He didn't have the time to mollify Tomoko in such a time- and energy-intensive manner. Even if....

No. "Let's assume that I can't."

Psh, deals-schmeals. Since when was it not possible to think about what he wanted in return? What if there wasn't anything he wanted in return right now? What if he was just doing this all out of the goodness of his own heart?

Hahaha, no.

Anyway, this was proving to be more difficult than JK thought. Both his suggestions were drawn from his own experience. Heck, both his suggestions worked on girls he knew and wooed! Of course, both those girls have difficulty differentiating right from left and knew nothing more than the contents of their wardrobes - just the way JK liked his women to be.

Tomoko never fitted in any of those criteria. A part of JK wondered if Tomoko fitted anyone's critera.

He glanced at Ryusei and smiled benignly at him. What if--

What if.

"Oh, you can't? Even if it's to save your own ass from her curses?"

"No. Think of something else."

He didn't know anything about JK's girlfriends. For all Ryusei knew, taking advantage of girls was JK's modus operandi. Asking Tomoko on a date just 'to save his own ass', like JK had put it, was taking advantage. "You're very set on this idea, aren't you?"

And anyway, since Tomoko was avoiding him, he doubted that she would even let him come near enough for him to ask. Ideally, he wanted something that he could have JK put on her desk. A flower, maybe. That in flower language conveyed his affectio— No. Not that far. He didn't know flower language, but he could look something up in the library.... But this was Tomoko. Maybe she didn't even like flowers that weren't black and prickly. And he couldn't count on her knowing flower language, either. But information on her likes and inclinations was what JK was supposed to be for. "I don't need anything grandiose. But it's okay if you don't know, I can ask someone else."

...was it very obvious? JK shrugged carelessly. People enamored with someone else was easier to manipulate. Shun, when he was still a senior in their school, was very generous because JK gave him information on where Miu might be... whereas Miu was somewhat soft on him because he fed her information just so she could avoid Shun. It was all about timing, the way JK wasn't caught in what he was doing... yet.

He was intent on keeping it that way, thank you.

Now, Tomoko and Ryusei were in no way in the same league as Miu and Shun, but JK was sure if he dug deep enough, if he waited long enough, he'd find something about the two that could be beneficial to him.

Before that, though--

"Now, now, hold on Ryusei-san-- I was just... getting started!" Getting started to lose ideas, really. He never thought this would actually be difficult!

"What if you start with something small? Say... try to make her smile? Or laugh?"

He was almost sure that Kisaragi would say the same thing. Did that make it a good idea or a bad one? ... He could go on the internet, browse some goth girl blogs, but he wouldn't know if any of those were fake, or even deliberately fake. Would Kazashiro also make this same suggestion, make her laugh? Would Usaka Ritsuko, for that matter?

He was acutely aware of his own need to hurry. JK hadn't answered his question; how long did Tomoko hold grudges? He needed to know whether or not the week had made her germane to whatever act that JK was thinking of. If Ryusei was going to go along with that idea, anyway.

JK also hadn't commented further on his payment either way. Ryusei didn't want to bring it up again in as many minutes—it'd make it seem like he had something to hide—but he needed to resolve that, too.

One thing at a time. "What are you thinking of?"

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Was Ryusei actually thinking about JK's suggestion? Finally! It wasn't like everything he was saying was utter nonsense... right?

Right. Of course.

"You said nothing grandiose," he said, buying time as he thought about what to say next. Man, thinking of things that made Tomoko laugh was hard. One of the few times JK actually saw her smile was when she and Gentarou were scaring him and that wasn't really an experience he was looking forward to repeating. Nope, no thank you.

"Tomo-chan likes witches and stuff, right? But, see, it's difficult to say what'll make her laugh if you go along that route because your options are extremely limited and, besides, since when are curses and witches and goths laughing matter anyway?" What if Ryusei ended up making fun of what she liked and Tomoko ended up insulted instead of amused? What if he ended up being worse than he was right now?

"You hang out with her sometimes, 'ne? What else do you think she likes, aside from the creepy things?"

JK had no idea, did he? This wasn't a consultation. Ryusei was asking, and if JK wasn't answering definitely despite his seeming desire to help, then it must mean that he didn't have it. Why am I still here, then? If there was one—just one—good thing to come out of this newfound development, it was that Ryusei could claim that he didn't owe JK anything for information that JK hadn't procured. He'd say that, if it came to it.

Making her laugh just seemed like something Daimonji would do. It hadn't worked for him, but to be fair, that was because Kazashiro hadn't wanted to go to prom with him, no matter how many times he asked. But if Tomoko didn't want to forgive him, Ryusei might find himself in the same situation. Worse, even, if she could affect his physical body like this.

What else did Tomoko like? He knew, unfortunately. "Meteor," he said reluctantly. "That Meteor guy." He paused, then went to the table and sat down, folded his hands. "She asked me to help her find him, before she caught me."

--ohohoho this was getting interesting. JK wanted to hear from him the answer, not because he didn't know it, but to check if Ryusei knew it, too. At least Ryusei wasn't obtuse enough not to notice Tomoko's other obsession.

It was weird how much Tomoko knew about Kamen Riders. It was even weirder how she seemed to like Meteor over anything else, despite the fact that Meteor was a bit of a loose canon - neither a confirmed enemy nor a definite friend. JK couldn't quite forget how Meteor seemed unconcerned when he was taken hostage; if it hadn't been for Gentarou--

JK felt his neck, then rubbed his nape. Thank god for Gentarou, then.

"Well, there's your answer," he said, moving his hands in circular strokes before pointing at Ryusei. "Catch Meteor for her. Better yet, find his identity for her. I'm sure she'll appreciate it either way. She might even lift her curse off you if you do. Seems like she likes that Meteor guy after all."

Ryusei looked up at JK through his hair a scant moment before lowering his gaze to his folded hands again. "JK-kun, I'm not like you. Or her. If the two of you can't find him, I don't think there's anything I can...."

He couldn't even parcel out a hint under the guise of knowing Meteor (somehow); that would put him under scrutiny. Kisaragi in particular would never stop pestering him, not to speak of Tomoko. And.... When he finally did tell them about Meteor, it'd expose him not only as a liar but someone who'd lie in particular to Tomoko just to get back in her favor. It didn't sit right.

He was doing it because he needed to be able to fight properly. But that wasn't the only reason he was doing it.

He had to be careful. "It's impossible. And I told you I don't want anything grandiose." For that matter, weren't they discussing what would make Tomoko laugh? "Try a little harder, JK-kun." He paused a second. "Could I... make her a Meteor-shaped cupcake... do you think?"

...well, that was true. If JK couldn't sniff out who this Meteor was, then he doubted anyone in the school could. Not that he'd already tried, since he hadn't, yet. JK had no reason to. No one asked him to do that, so why bother?

He glanced askance at Ryusei again. Good thing Tomoko asked him and not JK to sniff out Meteor, because JK wasn't sure he wouldn't do what Ryusei did: blow Tomoko's request off. And if he'd done that, then he could've been the one suffering Ryusei's plight, and then--

Thank god for Ryusei, then.

"Finding Meteor would be grandiose, but it would also make her happy. Possibly for a long, long time, 'ne?"

...cupcakes, though. JK had to raise his brows at that. "You... bake?"

Ryusei didn't look up this time. If he'd said no to the attempt at finding Meteor with her, what made JK think he'd do it without her? "Are you trying to say that you know who he is?"

Or was JK trying to goad Ryusei into thinking or talking of Meteor as a rival? JK seemed to think there was more to Ryusei's and Tomoko's relationship than there was. What was JK trying to accomplish by that suggestion? If he was trying to hook up Tomoko and Meteor, he wouldn't mention it to Ryusei. Was he trying to stir up trouble because he was bored?

No helping that, if it was true. "People have told me that I have strange hobbies." Not exactly a lie—he didn't bake in fact, but it was a convenient way to dissociate Ryusei from Meteor, as long as they were talking about it.

JK shrugged noncommittally. "Maybe." It was a safe answer - maybe. It meant a lot of things, and now, it meant JK didn't know, but he could find out if it was worth his while and he was very forward-looking because he was assuming he might, this time.

Anyway, that road was already blocked, so. "No, no-- baking isn't strange. Collecting insect husks and cicadas and deleting the school's picture database is strange. Baking is actually very, very usef-- er, interesting." One that could benefit JK, actually. He needed food; he's a growing boy!

"Cupcakes are a safe way to go. She'll probably find it cute, if you get all the details right. Tomo-chan's very particular about details after all." JK drummed his fingers on the table. "You just have to find a way to approach her because she's been keen on avoiding you, 'ne?"

"Leave it on her desk."

'Maybe,' he'd said. That was way too vague. JK had dropped the idea of exposing Meteor, but that wasn't confirmation that he didn't know. Especially as he'd continued along that line of inquiry after Ryusei had told him that Ryusei didn't have the skills necessary for it. "But if you know who Meteor is.... You're the one who suggested that it'd make her happy. JK-kun... are you trying to sabotage me?"

JK blinked at him. "Me? Sabotage you? Whatever for?" For good measure - and his way of showing him his support - JK clapped him on the shoulder. Hard. Twice. "Kamen Rider Club stick together, right? Besides, you're our friend, not him. I never really liked that Meteor guy anyway." No matter how many times he'd helped them out of a pinch.

Here, JK stood and adopted an exaggerated copy of Meteor's stance. "The way he's all huuuuuuwatchhha--" JK's probably doing his pose wrong anyhow-- "--rubs me the wrong way. No, for me, Gentarou-san's the only Kamen Rider."

Okay? Okay. JK then went to sit down again. "No! Don't leave it on her desk. What if someone comes by and... eats it accidentally? No, no. You have to give it to her personally."

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