Muichiro really is curious sometimes. It doesn't really matter too much.. He isn't reckless and spends his time doing origami. It's made with precision and accuracy. A work of art.

I guess today wasn't one of those days. Muichiro had been... Strange. For the most part. He had been collecting your hair? Gross.. But he was still the same Muichiro. You couldn't get mad at him.

After a week you came to his estate to complain about random flashes of pain. Ranting to him was a good way to release your feelings.

You sat down with him inside and he cut you off from your sentence, and left to go get a doll that looked like you. He started to pet the small doll of you, and you couldn't help but feel it.

"Does it work?” Muichiro asked with a robot voice and a surprised face*