[b]“Would it really be wrong though?” [/b]Hiraku questioned, a mischievous smile on his face, [b]“If the mochi’s purchased as a thank-you for all the hard work of the members of the MYO?”[/b]

After all, the plan WAS to purchase enough mochi to feed even the mascot dog, right? He personally didn’t think it was that much of a problem to use the organization’s budget when it’s for the sake of the organization’s members, but it looked like he was outvoted in this regard. [b]“Well, if you’re so keen on paying, feel free to, Ren. And I wouldn’t put it past you to keep money up your sleeves, like those Chinese ninjas. That being said…”[/b]

Reaching out towards the satori’s antennae ears with a closed fist, Hirako said with mock surprise, [b]“Oh, what’s this? When did you start using your antennae as your wallet, Aoi?”[/b]

And, within that clenched fist was a 500 yen coin. Which had always been there, because his own skills in sleight-of-hand was trash…but it was just a joke, really. Flicking the coin up and catching it once more, Hirako said, [b]“Alright, I’ll go negotiate with Jou over there about group deals, so just…uh, pick out a good mallet, eh? Find the flattest head and go for the heaviest one you think you can repeatedly swing!”[/b]

A few minutes of intense handwaving and money slapping later, Hiraku returned to the duo, flashing a peace sign and a frayed smile.
[b]
“5kg of mochi for 2000 yen, if we do it all on the spot. Howzat sound, Ren?”[/b]
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