I have explained this to several people, but they don't understand.
My home is a litter box filled with all sorts of cat sh**. I've been using all sorts of methods to clean it for years, but nothing works. Not even a sifting bag. It leaks sometimes. It gets on your sandal, and possibly your eye. You also cannot pick and choose the crap you want to salvage. Some of them are precious. Some of them mean a lot to you.
I once almost dumped the entire litter and started a new, but there were too many good craps in there to do that.
My heart is soft sometimes. [ saying this in all seriousness, back facing Ryuko as he cleans off the last counter. ]
—And it's not coward, it's Katsura. [ looks over his shoulder at her for a moment before resuming. He's been in jail a few times, but has always managed to escape. He's been caught in the crossfire of the police before and has gotten away by the use of creativity and fast thinking. ]
[ But yeah, the definitely remembers the toilet metaphors again. ] So, what, there's a warrant out for ya for cleanin' crap? Figuratively speaking. [ ...She hopes. ]
...!! Ezurako, my mistake. That was a sneeze. [ He clears his throat and shuffles back, analyzing the kitchen. Looks pretty nice now. It takes him awhile to answer her question. ]
—Something like that. [ He seems a little funny with this response. It was illegal to talk shit about the government, let alone fight against it. Not to mention the fact he hurt innocent people in the process of trying to rid Edo of the Amanto that lived there. Times have changed him, however. The faction he is a leader of now went from an extremest faction to a moderate one. ]
[ R-RUDE. Though, he takes it as a compliment, and doesn't retaliate even though Ryuko is being violent as usual. His posture adjusts before he clears his throat. ]
Fu haha. Have you missed auntie's cooking, Ryuko-chaaaan? If that's the case, admit that you've missed it and love it. I'll fix you something nice.
[ truth be told, he's actually a very good cook. ]
Ah. You've always been such a spoiled, rotten child— but still you're auntie's favorite. [ he's.. turning? He's going back to the kitchen?? His hands are folded meekly as he walks, holding a very precise posture. ]
Is chicken curry and rice still your favorite? [ that actually.. sounds pretty good. ]
Splendid. That's what we will cook then. [ Katsura disappears into the kitchen and the typical sounds of dishes clanking together is heard. If Ryuko has the nerve to check on him, it's absolutely nothing out of the ordinary.
He is preparing food, and something about how he does it seems very organized. He's humming while he's doing this????? And he isn't talking like he usually does.
[ OF COURSE she's going to keep an eye on this weirdo. In fact, she's sitting quite nearby, on the kitchen stool by the bench, quietly observing his meticulous ways.
Are they actually hanging out? This is entirely awful. ]
[ He keeps his back to Ryuko as he does his thing; miraculously they have mostly everything he needs to make this dish; some way, some how. Sure, he really did miss a lot of people back home.
There were all of his followers back home; Zura had a huge following and was surprisingly very respected by rebellious samurai who were just like him. That's what happened when you led your own faction.
There was his sidekick and companion, though he considered it a pet despite it being a human-like creature in a bedsheet. Elizabeth had been with him through thick and thin, and despite Amanto leaving an awful taste in his mouth, he can't help but flood all of his adoration into Elizabeth. Elizabeth, in return, seems to give Katsura just as much of his affection. Their relationship was really questionable; Elizabeth's existence itself was questionable but he had busted Katsura out of jail before and defended him when he needed it most.
There was his drunkard merchant friend who was too busy traveling through space, but Katsura often thought about him. There was Takasugi, a childhood friend who went off the handlebars, and despite them being enemies, he couldn't help but wonder what he was doing, hoping he hadn't set something on fire and killed innocent people again.
There was his childhood friend and partner in crime, Gintoki, who is somebody he treasured even with their bickering and harassment. If it wasn't for Gintoki, he would have been dead by now.
The noodle-shop girl, Ikumatsu, whom he felt feelings for when she went out of her way to assist him. Even those stupid Bakufu dogs— the Shinsengumi— he was really missing playing cops and robbers with them.
The response takes awhile, but finally he says: ]
A warrior is strong enough to proceed forward in tough times. I've learned to harden my heart against such trifling things like missing anyone... Hah.
Ezurako. [ She playfully corrects him again. Don't try to bamboozle her. ]
I dunno, would ya really say you're hardening your heart while dressed like that and cleaning stranger's apartments? Sounds like classic abandonment issues 101. [ As if she knows anything about psychology. ]
A..Abandonment issues! Hmph. The mannerisms of a samurai are just too complicated for you to understand Matoi-dono. Though, you should learn them. You'd make a good samurai. You should starts with a Buddhist proverb: Do not think lightly of good, that nothing will come of it. A whole toilet will fill up from dripping drops of urine soon enough.
[ a pause in his words, then he stops preparing the food. ]
Since you won't stop asking [ she hasn't asked again ] I'll tell you. As you may have known, I am missing my pet the most. It's unusual to not have Elizabeth by my side.
[ He doesn't answer her question. Instead, while some of the items are now cooking, he pulls out from somewhere a little wanted poster with their mugshots and rather impressive reward under it.
Here's what Elizabeth looks like in this specific picture.
There are tears forming in the corners of his eyes. ]
Isn't she wonderful? Ah, I hope she is being a good girl back home.
[ She takes a look at the picture, then glances back at Katsura to see if he's serious. Yes, of course he's god damn serious. She gives the picture one more look, trying to comprehend anything he has said about this pet so far. ]
...
I don't know what I expected.
[ Give her a minute to recollect herself from this latest mindfuck. ]
[ Just the sight of seeing Elizabeth causes tears to swell. His precious, adorable and violent companion. He was taken from a critical canon point that revolved around Elizabeth and his tribe of people. Katsura wasn't sure what terms they were on now. ]
NEAAAAR, FAR, WHERE EVER YOU ARE— I WILL ALWAYS BE IN YOUR HEART, ELIZABETHZUUUUU!
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Although, now that ya mention it... you said somethin' about cleansing Japan once, right?
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My home is a litter box filled with all sorts of cat sh**. I've been using all sorts of methods to clean it for years, but nothing works. Not even a sifting bag. It leaks sometimes. It gets on your sandal, and possibly your eye. You also cannot pick and choose the crap you want to salvage. Some of them are precious. Some of them mean a lot to you.
I once almost dumped the entire litter and started a new, but there were too many good craps in there to do that.
My heart is soft sometimes.
[ saying this in all seriousness, back facing Ryuko as he cleans off the last counter. ]
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[ looks over his shoulder at her for a moment before resuming.
He's been in jail a few times, but has always managed to escape. He's been caught in the crossfire of the police before and has gotten away by the use of creativity and fast thinking. ]
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[ But yeah, the definitely remembers the toilet metaphors again. ] So, what, there's a warrant out for ya for cleanin' crap? Figuratively speaking. [ ...She hopes. ]
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Ezurako, my mistake. That was a sneeze.
[ He clears his throat and shuffles back, analyzing the kitchen. Looks pretty nice now. It takes him awhile to answer her question. ]
—Something like that.
[ He seems a little funny with this response. It was illegal to talk shit about the government, let alone fight against it. Not to mention the fact he hurt innocent people in the process of trying to rid Edo of the Amanto that lived there. Times have changed him, however. The faction he is a leader of now went from an extremest faction to a moderate one. ]
..Where is your restroom?
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No, you're gonna work right here!
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[ snooping.
He makes a turn to go and venture to find this bathroom. ]
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[ She violently pushes him aside and and blocks the way to the bathroom. Dude, are you suggesting they can't clean it themselves??? ]
Go make yourself useful and cook something already!
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Though, he takes it as a compliment, and doesn't retaliate even though Ryuko is being violent as usual. His posture adjusts before he clears his throat. ]
Fu haha. Have you missed auntie's cooking, Ryuko-chaaaan?
If that's the case, admit that you've missed it and love it. I'll fix you something nice.
[ truth be told, he's actually a very good cook. ]
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Wh-what... you can't be serious! Why do ya gotta be weird about everything?!? [ The "Ryuko-chan" especially sends chills down her spine. ]
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[ he's.. turning? He's going back to the kitchen?? His hands are folded meekly as he walks, holding a very precise posture. ]
Is chicken curry and rice still your favorite?
[ that actually.. sounds pretty good. ]
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Y-Yeah... how did you know? Auntie.
[ WHY IS SHE ROLLING WITH THIS? Also, her favourite foods are McCeres, croquettes and raw lemon, but this will have to do for now. ]
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[ Katsura disappears into the kitchen and the typical sounds of dishes clanking together is heard. If Ryuko has the nerve to check on him, it's absolutely nothing out of the ordinary.
He is preparing food, and something about how he does it seems very organized.
He's humming while he's doing this????? And he isn't talking like he usually does.
THIS IS OK AND BEARABLE? ]
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Are they actually hanging out? This is entirely awful. ]
Hey, "auntie".
...Do ya miss anyone from your world?
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[ He keeps his back to Ryuko as he does his thing; miraculously they have mostly everything he needs to make this dish; some way, some how.
Sure, he really did miss a lot of people back home.
There were all of his followers back home; Zura had a huge following and was surprisingly very respected by rebellious samurai who were just like him. That's what happened when you led your own faction.
There was his sidekick and companion, though he considered it a pet despite it being a human-like creature in a bedsheet. Elizabeth had been with him through thick and thin, and despite Amanto leaving an awful taste in his mouth, he can't help but flood all of his adoration into Elizabeth. Elizabeth, in return, seems to give Katsura just as much of his affection. Their relationship was really questionable; Elizabeth's existence itself was questionable but he had busted Katsura out of jail before and defended him when he needed it most.
There was his drunkard merchant friend who was too busy traveling through space, but Katsura often thought about him. There was Takasugi, a childhood friend who went off the handlebars, and despite them being enemies, he couldn't help but wonder what he was doing, hoping he hadn't set something on fire and killed innocent people again.
There was his childhood friend and partner in crime, Gintoki, who is somebody he treasured even with their bickering and harassment. If it wasn't for Gintoki, he would have been dead by now.
The noodle-shop girl, Ikumatsu, whom he felt feelings for when she went out of her way to assist him. Even those stupid Bakufu dogs— the Shinsengumi— he was really missing playing cops and robbers with them.
The response takes awhile, but finally he says: ]
A warrior is strong enough to proceed forward in tough times. I've learned to harden my heart against such trifling things like missing anyone... Hah.
[ A lie. Somewhat. ]
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I dunno, would ya really say you're hardening your heart while dressed like that and cleaning stranger's apartments? Sounds like classic abandonment issues 101. [ As if she knows anything about psychology. ]
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The mannerisms of a samurai are just too complicated for you to understand Matoi-dono. Though, you should learn them. You'd make a good samurai.
You should starts with a Buddhist proverb: Do not think lightly of good, that nothing will come of it. A whole toilet will fill up from dripping drops of urine soon enough.
[ a pause in his words, then he stops preparing the food. ]
Since you won't stop asking [ she hasn't asked again ] I'll tell you. As you may have known, I am missing my pet the most. It's unusual to not have Elizabeth by my side.
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Who knew there could be a cute side to ya. [ Because everything else about Zura is just infuriatingly weird and nonsensical. ]
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Ah, well. Elizabeth has been there through thick and thin for me. She is adorable, so I cannot help but miss Elizabeth when she is gone.
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[ He seems a little flustered, but whatever. ]
Elizabeth is warm and cuddly.
—And she also breaks me out of jail when I need it.
[ oh. ]
Do you wanna see a picture? Maybe you'd understand how cute Elizabeth is.
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Whatever-- just show me this magical pet of yours!
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Here's what Elizabeth looks like in this specific picture.
There are tears forming in the corners of his eyes. ]
Isn't she wonderful? Ah, I hope she is being a good girl back home.
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...
I don't know what I expected.
[ Give her a minute to recollect herself from this latest mindfuck. ]
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NEAAAAR, FAR, WHERE EVER YOU ARE— I WILL ALWAYS BE IN YOUR HEART, ELIZABETHZUUUUU!
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