[ If this were an RPG party, Atsushi just got recruited by a pseudo-Oda Nobunaga... he should feel pretty good, as long as they don't sleep in any temples.
Being naturally fairly good at taking orders, Atsushi perks up at the prospect of embracing some sort of concrete plan to remove their respective burdens!! And tries very hard not to look at the contents of Saburo's magazine, because those flapping pages are distracting. ]
That sounds good to me. Maybe moving away from this area might help...? [ A quick look around, and he points in a general direction he hasn't gone, yet. ] Ah, my name is Atsushi, by the way.
[ His timid objection to the nickname, though it's not very forceful. ]
I think I saw some scissors in the trash a few minutes ago, too, so if we can find those, maybe we can at least... get rid of most of your magazine.
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Being naturally fairly good at taking orders, Atsushi perks up at the prospect of embracing some sort of concrete plan to remove their respective burdens!! And tries very hard not to look at the contents of Saburo's magazine, because those flapping pages are distracting. ]
That sounds good to me. Maybe moving away from this area might help...? [ A quick look around, and he points in a general direction he hasn't gone, yet. ] Ah, my name is Atsushi, by the way.
[ His timid objection to the nickname, though it's not very forceful. ]
I think I saw some scissors in the trash a few minutes ago, too, so if we can find those, maybe we can at least... get rid of most of your magazine.