IC INBOX: INUGAMI

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“Uh, hello. You've reached Keisuke... I’m sorry, but I’m not able to pick up right now. Leave me a message and I'll try to call back. Um... thanks, bye.”

[VOICE CALL, TEXT MESSAGING, AND PHOTO SHARING IS ENABLED ON THIS CELL PHONE.]

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[Like many guys, one of the quickest ways to Keisuke's heart is through his stomach.]

ill be right there

[And no, he doesn't run down the halls because that's against the rules, but he walks very quickly. So quickly, with a high tempo of very long strides, that he might as well have ran. He slows as he nears the home ec room, though, and opens the door as unobtrusively as he can.

It's safe to assume whatever it is she has cooked smells absolutely divine. He reigns in his enthusiasm, greeting her with a,] Hi, Dal Dal.

You... didn't have to... [as he walks into the room, though there's a hesitation in his voice that makes it apparent that he's pretty damn grateful she did offer.]