General Mood

Hanako has been mopey ever since Yashiro disappeared. Where he would normally be floating (quite literally, if possible) around the party with a wide smile, now he just… seems to wilt.

He’s trying, he really is, after all the Ferryman was supposed to bring people back, right? But he can’t stop worrying about Yashiro and imagining what she would be doing if she were here.

(And, some part of him hoped secretly, that she would return. She wouldn’t miss a sleepover with a bunch of Ikemen, right?! …Even if some part of him hates that thought, he’d rather have Yashiro here and fawning over someone like the hopeless romantic she is than… well… lost.)

So the boy sets about trying to enjoy his first official sleepover in fifty years. He can be seen trying some of the food-

“Has it always tasted like this…” Bland, somehow, though he wouldn’t say that to the chef’s face.

-and playing some of the games. But… well… he’s a stick in the mud. Literally, as he pokes the mud with one of the pro-offered sticks and sighs.

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