axarchist;

… hm.

     ( admittedly, nagito didn’t notice the gamer’s presence at first, instead staring at a device emitting high pitched, demonic sounds. if it was hurting nagito’s ears, he didn’t show it.

     suddenly, he hit it firmly on a wall that happened to be next to him, which managed to return the sounds to normal and form a chipper melody. he allowed a small smiles to come unto his face, before he slid it into one of his jacket pockets and looked up. )

ah– nanami-san! did you see that? i apologize! i own such old technology that that’s the only way to fix it, sometimes…

    「  ➤ | Her dull stare was focused on the
      white haired boy as he seemed to focus
      in on the discordant screeching of the
      item before him. The nose had grated her
      ears, pulling her out of the daze she held
      on her game. Her hands clutched onto the
      pink straps of her bag. However as the
      object was slammed into the wall beside
      him, she blinked in confusion.

      It played music? The object must have been
      in a true state of disrepair- Surely he could
      replace the old thing? It wouldn’t seem all too
      pleasant to deal with if it took a good hit to the
      wall to make the noise enjoyable again. 
      ❝…Why don’t you replace it? It would be easier
      than beating the it…. I think.❞」