loyal_cube | ✪ Sewing ideas! ✪ [Text]

Attention anyone who is handy with sewing:

Due to the lack of medical supplies, would anyone be interested in helping me make some masks? It'd require thread and fabric but the design shouldn't be too hard. It'd free up one's ability to defend themselves by having both hands free... making it handy with all the new hostile monsters that have appeared.

If you're interested in making some, I'd like to know. I'm not sure how many people may need them or how many would wear them... but I'm sure we could always use any extras at the hospital.

Thank you for your time.

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Miss Shiki Misaki, do you have any green thread? I'd like to make a present for a friend of mine... so I would need quite a bit of it.

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Even if I could, I don't feel like returning to the hospital when Eirin-sama isn't there. I know they could use my assistance but I feel helpless without her.
Watching the ash fall would be relaxing if the sounds of pain didn't echo through the city... at least in Hell you could get away from it. I slept a little last night despite still hearing those bells.
I'm still baffled at the fact Saburo-san doesn't dislike me at all. He's so bizarre. However, I'm glad. I'm not so scared of him anymore, although he is still a big creep who needs to be watched. Even so, I truely wish I could call him Niisan to his face. I know if I did, I'd wake up at the hospital again...
The other day, someone had mentioned an interesting purpose to have in life. It was as simple as keeping another from being lonely. It's really got be back to thinking about my own purpose. I've come down to a few things, each one sharing the same desire... to serving someone. I want to help someone. Who? I'm not so sure of yet...

I just wish to help... somehow.

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Oh, I haven't sewn in awhile! It's been so long since Mistress came home with scraped knees and torn dresses. Please let me assist you, Mr. Cube!

Of course, Mister Raphael! We can work on them together It's a simple design, but there are so many people...

[He suddenly gasps and drops the communicator, his face bright red.] Oh my!

What-What's the matter? Are you alright, Mister Raphael?!

I... I'm fine! I just hit the wrong button and... Mr. Cube, I'm afraid I saw something I shouldn't have. M-My apologies.

[And the communicator is still on the ground, he's afraid to pick it up in case of what's on the screen.]

Why are you sorry? Do you need help? I'm coming anyway!

[Cube quickly runs out to make sure Raphael is alright.]

What happened?

[He sighs before bending down to pick up the fallen communicator. With a gulp he hands it to Cube. On the screen is the text conversation between Cube and Johnny-- the one involving "loving kisses".]

I'm so sorry, Mr. Cube. I did not mean to see it.

[He looks at the communicator...]

. . .

[OMFG HOW DID THIS HAPPEN?!]

[ . . . ]

[He looks over at Raphael then back at the communicator]

[He tries to change the screen but it's just making it worse]

HOW DID YOU DO THIS, RAPHAEL-SAN?!?!

[Face fully flushed, he sighs and gives up, placing it face down on the coffee table before sitting down on the smaller couch and resting his face into his hands]

I... I just pushed a button to read your reply and... I must've accidentally hit your conversation with Johnny!!

[He bows low at the waist, multiple times.] Please accept my humble apologies!

I-It's alright... I-...... I.... [silent for a long while]

... I'm sorry for .... yelling at you .... earlier.... I... I .... I guess... I didn't... understand. I.... I hope you not... think... .... [Hiding behind his hands, trying not to cry]

It was an expected reaction, Mister Cube. I did invade your privacy without thinking, and for that I am sorry.

[He bows again.]

Please don't worry yourself. Your business is your business and I, the humble butler Raphael, will keep my lips sealed.

I-I-It's not that at all, Raphael-san. I...
It's not your fault at all I just... I... I'm not mad at you at all. I... I'm sorry I didn't .... say... I just....

[Cube gets up, head hanging]
You are a better butler then I.

[And he swiftly returns to the bedroom & closes the door]

Mister Cube!! It's none of my business, so why--

[He watches him go and sighs before slumping down on his couch.]

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