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[Louis' voice is nothing if not completely annoyed. Easter is not one of his favorite times, after all. Not that he has anything against Jesus. No, his problems go a little higher. This kind of thing happens when you're the devil, after all.]

I have been advised to abstain from any long-winded rants on the subject of today, so I will merely say this. Easter is one of the three days I find least pleasant during the modern year and as a result, if you need me, I will be either at a bar in Malkuth somewhere or being distracted by the few beings brave enough to approach me today.

[Namely, some bolder demons.]

...not that most of the inhabitants of this world even remembers what Easter is, most likely. But still. It's the principle of the thing.

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Michaelmas.

[Utterly deadpan.]

...that makes sense. Thankfully not that many people wish you a merry Michaelmas when they pass you on the street.

I think.

The Messians don't truly celebrate anything; they're not very big on the entire "joy of life" aspect. But it still annoys me.

...My brother's favorite brand of shochu is named 'Devil King'. I've seen no stronger form of alcohol here. I could send you a bottle.

...

How truly fitting. I would appreciate that. Thank you.

Should I deliver it in person or merely by worldhop carrier?

Either would be acceptable. I would not be unhappy with your company.

I think it would be well in keeping in my responsibility as your friend to be there for you on your least favorite days of the year. Expect me within fifteen minutes.

[Friend? He has no idea how to react to that. But it's a pleasant thought and he does like Ryudo quite a bit.]

Thank you, Ryudo-san. Or should I call you Issei, now?

I'd like it if you called me Issei.

See you soon.

I'll be waiting... Issei.

[Click.]

[Sure enough, Issei shows up carrying a bottle of Devil King shochu - he had never tasted the stuff but it had his brother and his father's recommendation, and they were fairly big drinkers - in the bar in Malkuth he tracked him down to. He sits next to him and places the bottle in front of him.]

As promised. I hope I didn't take too long.

[The barkeeper shoots them a sour look, then looks away at Louis' glare. Louis nods lightly, setting the glass in his hand down.]

Not at all. Welcome.

[Oops. He'll have to tip the barkeeper later.]

Have you been here long?

Not terribly. I was at Yesod first.

[He studies the bottle curiously, turning it with one too-long finger to see the label better.]

Barhopping is probably much more convenient when you don't have to walk.

[This does not actually look much like Louis, but such things can be forgiven in the name of alcohol.]

Of course it is. I do it all the time. Aleph often wonders how I keep showing up where he is, I'm sure.

[Ah, alcohol. Saviour of all bad days.]

It's part of your mysterious aura.

I should hope so. Atmosphere and appearances can be very important, after all.

I promise not to spoil anything for him if we run into each other.

You had better not. Unless it's helpful to my purposes. In which case, do feel free to spoil away.

I'll keep that in mind.

...heh. I suppose to a normal person, somebody from another world who knows things they shouldn't would be plenty mysterious on their own.

Of course. There are many mysteries in this world and not all are as easily definable as people believe..

I'll keep that in mind for when I'm feeling boring.

My. Have I inspired you to bad things?

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