[ Huh. He's still expecting some sort of stupid twist -- like she's from a 2004 Tokyo controlled by robots, or she's actually a ghost or something -- but for now he'll settle just for having someone present from the same country, and roughly the same time period. ]
Not the future. Other way around. [ He gestures with his cigarette, drawing a little arch with the streamer of smoke. ] It was 2020 when I ended up here. So you're a decade and a half behind.
[ And while, frankly, a sixteen year gap is a little hard for him to fully digest, given it's just short of his own age ... it's better than a few centuries' difference. So Gen resists the urge to call Misa an old hag (for now) on the way to addressing her comment. ]
Yeah, I was a delinquent, but I just wore the school uniform. A gakuran, our school was old-fashioned. I'm ... was a second-year. [ Pause. ] What year were you?
[ He'd guess she's a first-year, maybe? She's not a middle-schooler, is she? ]
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Not the future. Other way around. [ He gestures with his cigarette, drawing a little arch with the streamer of smoke. ] It was 2020 when I ended up here. So you're a decade and a half behind.
[ And while, frankly, a sixteen year gap is a little hard for him to fully digest, given it's just short of his own age ... it's better than a few centuries' difference. So Gen resists the urge to call Misa an old hag (for now) on the way to addressing her comment. ]
Yeah, I was a delinquent, but I just wore the school uniform. A gakuran, our school was old-fashioned. I'm ... was a second-year. [ Pause. ] What year were you?
[ He'd guess she's a first-year, maybe? She's not a middle-schooler, is she? ]