log; maybe one day bruno will be cool

[unenvied]

I

[It's a lovely day—the kind perfect for a cup of coffee and some sweets. Whether you're outside of the cafe, though, or already inside—well, you might notice one (1) weirdo pressed up against the window, peering into the building with a wide-eyed look.]

...

[Nothing to see here, move along—]

II

[Kai and Master seemed to enjoy it, so why not give it a try...?

And that's how Bruno ended up sitting on the edge of a fountain, tossing out pigeon feed. This would be great, except none of the pigeons are approaching.]

Why...!? Why will they not come to me?

[WHY DO ANIMALS HATE HIM.

... In any case, after it becomes clear that this is a failure, he turns to the nearest person and holds out the bag of feed.]

Would you like it? It appears I have no use for it.

III

[Evening falls upon the town, and—]

Thief!

[As a man grasping a book runs by, weaving into an alleyway, Bruno's call rings out in the air—with Bruno in pursuit of said thief. Help him out, Y/N??]

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[klitzeklein]

[............................

It's like a child sitting on the bench, too shy to ask if he could join his classmates. How old is Bruno again? Sixteen, was it?

.............................]

Do you see something you like, Your Highness?

[unenvied]

[sweats intensely]

M-Master! No, I just...

[...]

I am simply reminded of my shortcomings in knowledge...

[including "how to function".]

[klitzeklein]

[Poor Bruno. Fortunately, Master the tutor is here to help.]

Oh? What do you mean by that?