Christmas at the Hakamichis - Chapter 5

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I turn around, a bit puzzled.

Hisao: 'Yeah?'
Akira: 'Where do you think you're going?'
Hisao: 'Huh... To my room?'
Akira: 'Not a chance. You still owe me, remember? A game and a drink. Told you I wouldn't forget!'
Hisao: 'Oh, that. Well... We've had a few drinks already, right?'
Akira: 'Doesn't count. Either way, you still owe me a game.'
Hisao: 'Ah... I guess. Do we have to play now though? It's getting a bit late.'
Akira: 'You guys are leaving in a day or two, not sure we'll have many more opportunities. No time like the present!'
Hisao: 'Sure. Should I go get the others?'

She frowns.

Akira: 'What, am I not good enough for you?'
Hisao: 'Well, technically that game I owe you was supposed to be with the four of us. Lilly and Shizune.'
Akira: 'Technicalities. Man, you make me feel like I'm on the job, arguing like that. Anyway, they're probably asleep now. Come on, sit your ass down!'

Considering it's been about two minutes, I highly doubt anyone's asleep yet, but I don't bother pointing it out. I'm always a bit shocked when she talks like that; It's amazing how two sisters who've spent so much time together, ended up being so different. And Akira's a lawyer too... I suppose she doesn't let her job, her family, anything really, influence how she speaks, how she is. Well, I suppose there's no getting out of this. I walk to the table, pull a chair and sit down. Akira leaves to her room for a minute, comes back with her deck of cards, and hand it to me.

Akira: 'I'm gonna go change real quick. Here, shuffle these. No cheating! And no leaving either. If you're not here when I come back, I'm gonna drag you out of bed. You know I will!'

I start shuffling the cards, and she comes back a few minutes later, wearing denim shorts and a black tank top. She's also carrying two beers, handing me one as she sits opposite of me.

Hisao: 'Should we really be drinking?'
Akira: 'You can't play cards without drinking.'

She says that with a straight face, and it doesn't even look like she's trying to suppress a smile or anything; She genuinely believes what she said.

Hisao: 'Is this some kind of law of the universe?'
Akira: 'Law of Akira's card games. Man, lighten up. Put your party mood on. No more of that "Question everything I say" mood.'
Hisao: 'Alright, alright!'

I take a sip of my beer - trying to be reasonable here, not sure how much more I should take - then ask her the obvious question;

Hisao: 'Huh, we're playing poker right?'
Akira: 'Yup! HoldEm. Deal up!'
Hisao: 'What are we playing for?'
Akira: 'Oh, right. Got some pocket change?'

She pulls a few coins from her pockets and starts counting. I take a look inside my wallet. A few coins, a few notes. I don't have that much left after Shizune's gift, but I have more than just coins...

Hisao: 'You want to play for higher stakes?'

I'm not sure what possessed me to ask that question, but we're leaving soon, and I don't really need any money at Yamaku. I can afford to lose whatever I have left. It's not even that much anyway. Akira looks up from her coins as I say that, and a smile grows on her face.

Akira: 'Sure thing. How much you got?'
Hisao: 'Ten thousand yen'

Some of it was supposed to be for emergencies, but I can't think of any emergency at Yamaku that would require me to have any money. And in the worst case, my parents would help. Not like I could do much with such a small amount anyway. As I think that to myself, I can't help but wonder if I'd be so careless if I was sober. Ah well... Only happens once a year, right? While I'm thinking on this, Akira pulls out a few notes and coins and lays them on the table.

Akira: 'Covered! Here, take some of these coins for blinds and stuff'.

It's about now that my mind comes to the realization that I don't really know how to play. I mean, I know the rules and all. But I'm not good at it, and I don't think I've ever played heads-up poker before. I'll try my best, I suppose.

I pass the cards and look at my hand. Ace-queen offsuit. Well, that's a good start. It takes me a moment to figure out how much I should raise for, then I announce it. She looks at her cards first, then takes a good look at me like she was trying to read my mind, and announces a reraise. Does she have me beat here? I'm a bit scared. I'll feel silly if I lose everything on the first hand, but I don't think I can fold that good a hand, now can I? I'm not sure I can just call her raise either. I wouldn't have that much more left, and what if I don't hit a pair on the flop? Well, if I can't fold and can't call...

Hisao: 'All in.'

The way Akira grimaces upon hearing those words, I feel a lot more confident about my move. She thinks only a second, and throw her hand on the table, face up. Eight Nine of heart. She was just making a play at me, thinking I'd fold most of the time! No mercy for the new guy, I suppose. I'm about to pick up the cards and shuffle again, but Akira interjects;

Akira: 'C'mon! Show me?'
Hisao: 'I don't have to, right?'

I'm not exactly sure about that poker rule... And it's probably overruled by Akira's poker rules, anyway.

Akira: 'Well no... But pleaaaaaaaase?'

She flutters her eyelashes at me as she asks, and it's so unlike her that it's downright ridiculous to see her like that. Definitely cute, though.

Hisao: 'How can I say no...'

I show her my hand, and she sits straight up again, a satisfied look on her face. A small victory for her, I suppose, but I just won a pot here; I think I have the edge.
The next few hands aren't nearly as exciting - raise/fold. raise/call, bet/fold on the flop - so we both drink some beer, and talk about this and that. She's drinking a lot faster than me too. I wonder if I should say something, but if anything, she should be the responsible one here... Thought it's not like her to play that part. As for me, I think all sense of responsibility left me when I agreed  - no, offered! - to play poker for all the money I had left. I take another gulp.

Few hands later, I make a straight on the turn, on a big pot, and I decide to check into her, trying to be deceptive here. She's a very aggressive player, might as well let her dig her own grave, right? She doesn't bite though, and checks behind. Maybe I should've bet. I make up for this on the river, with a large bet. After she checks behind on the turn, I don't expect anything other than a call or a fold... But she surprises me.

Akira: 'Raise.'

She thinks about it a moment, then continues;

Akira: 'All in.'

What? It's at this moment that I realize the river brought a third diamond on the board. Damn it. I should've seen this before my bet. I'm not sure whether I should blame alcohol for missing it. Or maybe I'm just tired. Or I'm just don't have enough experience at this game. Well, putting the blame on this or that won't help me here, I have to make a decision.

A straight is pretty good... But what is she raising with? I have the larger stack, so if she loses this hand, it's over. Either she has the flush, or she's bluffing, right? She wouldn't raise like that with a pair and expect me to call worse. She has that same satisfied look on her face, the one she had when I showed her my cards on the first hand. But she was only bluffing and lost a big chunk of her stack on that hand... is she bluffing here too? I make up my mind. I can't fold a straight to someone who pulls big bluffs like that, right?

Hisao: 'Call.'

The word's barely left my mouth, that she smiles triumphantly and turns her hand over. Before I even look at it, I realize how stupid I was; Of course she's not gonna bluff her entire stack like that, when I already see her as an aggressive player, more likely to bluff than to actually have a hand; When I finally look at her hand, it confirms what I thought; Ace four of diamonds, for a flush. Damn it. I push the pot toward her... Now I'm the one with the smaller stack. I'm gonna have to play smarter than that if I want a shot at winning here.

Akira: 'I thought you knew how to play? Flushes beat straights, you know? I can teach you if you want!'

Rubbing salt in the wound... I expected nothing less from Akira, to tease me about it. Maybe I should've come up with a good line when I won that first hand against her. I take a mental note about it, for the next time I win a big hand. Which is better happen soon, because my stack is dwindling. Not only she just won a large pot, but she's also winning more than her share of the smaller ones... Her style makes it really hard to play against her; Always betting, always raising, and I'm not good enough to figure out whether she has a big hand, or bluffing. She seems to do a lot of both, and I can't tell them apart.

I look at my cards. Ace Queen again. Is this the one?
She raises, I reraise, and she calls.
Two, Three, Seven on the flop. Check check.
Ace on the turn. Bingo! Wait, wrong game. I hope my poker face is not showing anything. I bet, and after thinking a few seconds, she calls.
Eight on the river. I bet again, and she hesitates a few seconds.

Akira: 'Alright. I call.'

She turns her hand over; Ace Jack. I grin, show her my hand, and collect the pot. This time I won't miss my chance...

Hisao: 'I thought you knew how to play? When both players have a pair, the player with the bigger kicker wins, don't you know? I can teach you sometime!'

This earns me a punch on the shoulder. This one hurt, and I feel like I need to make a point.

Hisao: 'You know, someday I'm gonna do something about that.'
Akira: 'Oh? Are you gonna hit back a poor, little, defenseless girl such as myself? How rude!'

She grins and stands up from her chair, and for a second I'm worried she's gonna punch me in the face or something, but she only walks to the couch, grabs my hoodie and put it on.

Akira: 'Sorry it's a bit cold. You'll get it back later.'
Hisao: 'Huh... Sure.'

She literally gave it to me half an hour ago, but maybe she changed her mind and would rather keep it to herself. It's a funny sight; It's way too large for her. Hell, it's probably too large for me. I suppose it doesn't really matter with these hoodies. I can't help thinking that this looks like something a girl would do with her boyfriend's clothes. Or with a guy she has a crush on, stealing his shirt to sleep with it because it smells like him, or something like that. But as I didn't even get a chance to put it on yet, I doubt it could smell anything like me. But this boyfriend thing gets me thinking about something else...

Hisao: 'Hey, can I ask you a question?'
Akira: 'Shoot!'

I now realize that it might be too personal to ask, but if I was to tell her to forget it, she would never let me back off and would force me to ask her anyway... So I go on.

Hisao: 'Err... I was just wondering, why didn't your boyfriend spend the week with us?'

I never really thought about it, but now that I do... It's weird. He might not be 'family', but he's certainly closer than I am.
Akira gives me a weird look, that I would analyze as half confusion, half disgust.

Akira: 'I don't have a boyfriend Hisao. We broke up.'

Me and my big mouth, asking stupid questions.

Hisao: 'Oh... I'm sorry. I didn't know.'

Her expression turns to a smile.

Akira: 'No it's ok! It's been... I don't know, like six months? Wait, you mean Lilly didn't tell you?'
Hisao: 'Hm, No. Sorry again. I shouldn't have asked.'
Akira: 'Don't worry about it! Gone and forgotten. Plus, I'm too drunk to care. If anything I'd just bitch about him, but I don't even care enough to do that much anymore. It's all good.'
Hisao: 'Ah. I see.'

A minute or two pass, while we just play our hands in silence, before she speaks up again.

Akira: 'Guess there's a lot you don't know about me, right?'
Hisao: 'Heh. I suppose.'

She grins, and looks her usual self, and then stand up again, leaving for the kitchen, right after telling me :

Akira: 'Well, let's fix this!'

She comes back almost right away, beers in hand. One for me, one for her.

Akira: 'Truth or dare?'
Hisao: 'Huh, what?'
Akira: 'You know what this is. Come on!'

I'm a bit worried about playing this with Akira... And I'm not sure I can handle both this and the poker game at the same time. But she probably won't let me off the hook, so I'll have to play along.

Hisao: 'Ok. Truth.'
Akira: 'Wuss. Ok. Where do you see yourself in five years?'
Hisao: '...Is this truth or dare, or a job interview?'
Akira: 'The prosecutor can ask any question it sees fit. The defendant must answer.'
Hisao: 'Alright, alright. Lilly asked me a similar question. To be honest... I don't really know. I considered teaching... Maybe something to do with the sciences. I'll probably figure it out at the university.'
Akira: 'Fair enough. My turn. Truth!'

Now that I think of it, I don't really know what to ask her.

Hisao: 'Same question.'
Akira: 'Really, that's all you got? Alright. In five years... I'm pretty comfortable at the job, so I don't want to change anything about that. Aside from the job... Sometimes I think about a family, kids and stuff, but I had a bit of a setback about this when I've shown the door to that idiot...'

She trails off a bit after that, but she seems more angry than sad. Then she continues.

Akira: 'I don't know. Sometimes I feel like I don't really need to change anything at all. I'm pretty good right now. I could just go on with the whole partying thing, going to shows and what not. I'm not sure if I need anything else. Other than someone to go with, I suppose.'

She pauses a bit, as if it occurred to her she was talking like that to someone younger than herself, about to make some big choices that would influence the rest of his life. She might not be setting a great example.

Akira: 'That's about it. Guess I don't really know more than you, Hisao. Life choices and life plans don't come easily, even with maturity.'

I can't miss that one, way too easy.

Hisao: 'Maturity? Who's mature here?'

This earns me another punch on the shoulder, but I'm not sure I could even call that a punch. She pretty much just laid her hand on my shoulder. I'm gonna let that one slide.

Akira: 'All in!'

I almost forgot we were playing a poker game as well. I muck my hand, and this time she doesn't show hers. Our stacks are about even now, maybe I got a bit more.

Akira: 'Alright, my turn. Truth or dare?'
Hisao: 'Truth.'
Akira: 'Ok, but it'll be harder this time. Which Yamaku's student will you go see first when you're back at school?'

Does she mean... Between Shizune and Lilly? I suppose, given what she said about it being harder. But I can dodge that one easily;

Hisao: 'Probably Kenji. His room is right next to mine.'
Akira: 'Booo. Cheater.'
Hisao: 'Hey, that's no cheating. Learn to formulate your questions better.'

I feel a bit silly, saying that to a career lawyer, but she doesn't seem to take offense. Also, the fact that she called me a cheater, probably means I was right, the question really was about Shizune and Lilly. I wonder whether she's just curious, or was she trying to embarrass me, forcing me to choose? Probably both. I kinda want to return the favor now.

Akira: 'Dare!'

And this is a good opportunity to do so. I think about it for a minute.

Hisao: 'Sing me the best song from your favorite metal band. Metal'ish. You know what I mean.'

She makes a weird face, like I asked her to set her car on fire or to quit her job to work at a fast food restaurant. I guess singing isn't really her thing. But she sits a bit straighter, and seem to sing the first few words in her head, so she's probably not one to turn a challenge, even if she does not like it.

After a moment she starts singing, and... it's weird, to say the least. Not only she doesn't exactly have to voice to sing that kind of songs, but she's also singing at a very low volume, to avoid waking people up... And probably because she's shy. At least I got her once! It's a weird sight, probably made even funnier by how drunk she seems to be now. It's different and kinda cute to see her shy like that, when she's always so confident and outgoing. When she's done, I give her an equally discrete round of applause.

Hisao: 'Well done!'

And then I add

Hisao: 'You're drunk.'

She smiles.

Akira: 'Yeah, and you're not drunk enough. Your turn. Dare. Drink the rest of your beer right now.'
Hisao: 'That's... Not how it works. Truth.'

Akira: 'Ok. Truth. Will you drink the rest of your beer right now to make Akira happy, after you soooooo cruelly hurt her and almost made her cry by pestering her with questions about her beloved ex-boyfriend?'
Hisao: 'You know, this might have been more believable if you didn't call him an idiot five minutes ago. Also, if you didn't burst out laughing midway through that "touching" question.'

Ah, whatever. I'll play along. I bring my beer to my lips and let it all flow, never putting it down or even stopping to swallow or to breathe. Are these even the same ones I drank earlier? I don't really feel them anymore, it's like I'm drinking water. Akira looks genuinely impressed.


Akira: 'Well done! My turn. Dare.'
Hisao: 'Ok... I dare you to play the next hand without looking at your cards before the river.'

This might be fun. And this might also make me win some money; Akira is down to her last few chips. I look at my hand; King Ten. Decent hand against someone playing blind! I raise, and she calls, smiling. It's now that I realize that she doesn't even have to do this... She could just fold right away, and the 'dare' would be complete, having played one hand without looking at her cards before the river - or ever. Is she playing along, to pay me back for completing her dare when I didn't really have to?
The flop comes in; Ten, Eight, Two. Top pair for me. She checks. Let's see how far she'll go... I bet. She calls. Really, Akira?
Turn: Another two. Check. Bet. Call. What the hell is she doing? It's unlikely she has a two. And she wouldn't even know anyway...
River: Ace.

Akira: 'So I can look now, right?'
Hisao: 'Go for it! Your move.'

She takes a look at her cards, and the board, then put her hand back down and announces :

Akira: 'All in!'

What... Did she really just call three times without even looking at her cards, and was lucky enough to have an Ace in her hand? Or another Two? That'd be disgusting. But I can't really call for the rest of my stack, can I? I don't even have the top pair anymore. I fold my hand...
... And Akira turns over hers; Three Seven offsuit. Absolutely nothing.

Hisao: 'Damn it'

She smiles victoriously, and grabs the pot. I still have more than she does, so it's not over yet. After this hand, we start playing more aggressively. Well, Akira was playing like that from the start, but I'm doing it more, now that I see that she's still willing to put all her chips in the middle without any hand at all. Next time she does that, I'm gonna get her.

Akira: 'Your turn now! Truth or dare?'

So either I call dare, and she gives me a dare... Or I call truth, and she finds a way to give me a dare anyway. Might as well skip the useless step;

Hisao: 'Dare!'
Akira: 'Really? Great. And don't worry, I'm not gonna make you regret that or anything!'

It doesn't take me a second after hearing this, to regret my decision. Let's hope she's merciful. She thinks about it for a while then announces;

Akira: 'Okay, got it! You have to kiss the prettiest girl in the place, before the holidays are over!'

I... can't do that?

Hisao: 'Seriously, Akira? I can't do that... It's kind of a two-way thing, you know?'

She bursts out laughing again.

Akira: 'You can kiss her on the cheek, you big prude!'

Ah... I mumble to myself, but can't get myself to reply anything. Of course, she knew I would assume she was talking about a real kiss. A kiss on the cheek, that's not too bad, but I'm a bit annoyed by the whole 'prettiest girl' thing... If she's not the one I kiss, she's gonna talk for sure; 'Hey, do you know why Hisao kissed you?'. But I can probably get away with kissing all three on the cheek, right? There's nothing in the rules telling me I only have to kiss just the one; That makes it easier. Now that I'm at peace with the idea, I can focus on the game again.

A few more hands happen quickly, barely seeing a flop... Then we get another big one. I raised preflop with Seven Eight suited, and when Akira reraised, I didn't want to let that one go, so I just called.
I hit the top pair on the flop, that came Eight, Three, Two. She bet almost three times the size of the pot. That's... Weird. But I can't fold a top pair to Akira, the way she plays. Call.
When a Jack comes on the turn, she shoves the rest of her chips in the middle.
Really? I'm not sure I can fold this... If she hit that Jack, what did she have on the flop? Jack Eight? Doesn't seem likely... Or maybe she just had a big pocket pair, and didn't even care about the jack? Ah... I really can't fold that. I mean, she went all in with Three Seven earlier.

Hisao: 'Call. I got an Eight.'
Akira: 'Not good enough!'

She flips over pocket kings, confident, as she should. Well, it's not over yet, there's still one card to come...
River: Seven of clubs.

Hisao: 'Two pairs!'

Akira's jaw drops.

Akira: 'What the... Fuck!'

I recall her saying 'ass' earlier, but I think 'Fuck' is a first for her. First time this week, anyway. But she doesn't say any more, and just counts her chips while I count mine, just to make sure; Yup. It's over, I won! Against anyone else I might feel a bit guilty about taking their money, but I know Akira - and her family - are wealthy enough, won't hurt her.
We both stand up, and after picking the cards and cleaning up a bit, she extends her arm, and we shake hands.

Akira: 'Good game. You got lucky in the end though.'

She tries not to be a bad loser, but I can see how annoyed she is... Not about the money, just about losing the game to bad luck. So naturally, I go for the salt in the wound; I earned that one.

Hisao: 'What do you mean, luck? I outskilled you pretty bad!'

Another punch to the shoulder is coming my way... But this time it doesn't surprise me at all; I expected it. I grab her arm at the wrist and before she can react, twist it and bring it behind her back. I smile, satisfied with finally having the upper hand.

Hisao: 'Told you I would do something ab-'

I'm interrupted mid-sentence when she puts her other hand on my right shoulder and, using her whole body, shoves me against the wall. She then turns to the side, move her arm in a way that forces me to let it go, and she slips out of my hold. What the hell, is she trained in some martial art? I'm a bit surprised, and she picks up on it... but when I fail to react for a second, it dawns on her what she's done; Lilly certainly told her about my condition. My heart seems fine now, but she can't know that.

Akira: 'Hey, sorry... You alright?'
Hisao: 'Oh yeah, I'm fine. Don't worry about it, I was just surpri-'

Not even letting me finish my sentence, this time it's Akira who grabs my arm and twists it. Before I can even try to free myself, she raises her right foot, and it comes crashing on mine. But she's barefoot, so it doesn't really hurt. When she figures that much from my lack of reaction, she looks down at her feet and makes an unsatisfied frown; Did she think she still had her heels on? Was she trying to stab me in the foot? This girl is crazy, or she's just super drunk. Or drunk AND crazy, that's no good.

She also seems very unaware of the situation, with everyone else sleeping, and she makes a lot of noise, pushing me against the wall, grunting. Pushing a chair because it's in the way, sending it to slide on the floor, halfway across the room. But, as the guest here, I'm a bit concerned about keeping it low. I wouldn't want to wake up anyone, especially not Jigoro. It gives her an edge in the fight, as she's clearly not concerned with anything; She turns me to the side, gets behind me, and before I can move away, she grabs me by the wrist and holds my right hand behind my back. Her right leg find her way between mine, making it difficult for me to turn, or to keep my balance. I have to get out of this. Without looking - unable to, in this position - I bring in my other hand, to try and free myself, but she grabs that one too, and hold it against the wall. I try to push back at her with my right hand, but when it comes into contact with her, I realize it somehow slipped beneath the hoodie, right on her midriff, and I remove it, embarrassed. She presses her whole body on my back, and I come to the realization that I'm not getting out of this; Not without making enough noise to wake up everyone in the house, anyway. I could probably push us from the wall with my legs, but I'm afraid that would send us crashing against the table, and while she may not care about that, I do.

Hisao: 'Akira!'
Akira: 'You give up yet?'

It stings. I really don't want to, but we're making so much noise. She's not letting go of me either, not before I say the words;

Hisao: 'Sure... You win.'

She holds for a few seconds, probably making sure I'm not tricking her, then releases me.

Akira: 'Of course I do! Your shoulder is MINE to punch!'

I'm a little embarrassed. Not only about losing to her, but really, just about fighting her at all. Even if we were just playing. Akira, on the other hand, doesn't seem embarrassed at all, and is standing there in a victorious pose, her hands on her hips and a grin on her face.

Akira: 'You know, you could've won at some point, or at least break my hold! You had a shot but didn't go for it. When you have an opportunity, you gotta take it!'

I force myself to look her in the eyes, but I'm not sure what I want to say. I opt for a change of topic, and pretend to look at my watch.

Hisao: 'I'll keep that in mind... Thanks. So huh... I guess it's good night, then?'
Akira: 'Really, after getting my blood flowing like that? Man, you're no fun.'
Hisao: 'Well, it's getting late, we should probably go to bed.'
Akira: 'Suppose you got a point. Sure. Your bed or mine?'

She says that with a straight face, and I can't keep looking her in the eyes, and I look down, to her feet. That's no good either. I just look at the floor, trying to think of a reply. Thankfully, she speaks up before I'm forced to;

Akira: 'I'm just teasing you Hisao. Man, you're easy. Yeah, guess we should go.'

I still can't get myself to look at her, and just mumble at the floor.

Hisao: 'See you tomorrow then!'

When I don't hear anything from her, I force myself to look back at her and see that she's staring at me with a grin, a mischievous look on her face. She turns around, and leave without saying anything. Weird. When I look at her walking away, grabbing another beer before retreating to her room, I realize she still has "my" shirt on. I'll get it back tomorrow. After making sure we've cleaned up our mess, I grab my gift, and I walk back to my room. It's been a good day. Great way to end the week. Well, there's still a day left.

I take a look at Shizune's gift in the closet, making sure it's still there, and pondering when I'm gonna give it to her. I'm about to go to bed when the radio on my desks catches my attention; It plays CDs, right? I haven't used it at all this week, so I take a closer look to confirm that yes, it does. I take a look at my CDs, wondering what I should do...

1) I could play some classical music. It's not Christmas music but it's the next best thing, right? Could help me sleep, and the rooms are far apart, doubt anyone will hear beside me.
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2) Classical is too slow for my taste, and metal is too hard. Let's see who's that Justin Bieber guy and whether his reputation is deserved. I think he's doing pop or something similar, I'm in the mood for this.
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3) I'm curious to see what these metal bands sound like. I'm just gonna keep the volume super low, should be fine.
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4) Bah, it's too late for music, and I'm tired. I should probably just bring Shizune her gift, then go to bed.
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