[ nazuna had heard lots of nice things about bosuma when the first group of retrospecters returned. he needs to clear his head, with everything that's happened with leo, and after a quick check in home, he made his way out to the beautiful, forested lands of bosuma. it's quiet here, peaceful, and the farther he walks into the woods, the easier it is to let those troublesome, troublesome thoughts start to fade away. leo, mizuki... who are they, anyway? why does it matter?

the woman calls him hina, and it stirs a little trouble somewhere in the back of his head. something about it feels off, but... a name is a name, and for the first time in what feels like ages, he doesn't have to think. it's comforting, almost.

he's asked to perform a song for five people, privately or otherwise, for his task, to spread a bit of joy through bosuma or through recolle. normally, nazuna would be gunshy to do so, nervous to bring back bad memories, but hina is nervous for an entirely different reason. as the woman shakes his hand, the confusing swirl of memories take him to a memory that's not even really him, at least as far as he knows. it's the quiet, pretty boy in a metaphorical glass case, being dressed by his master, set to be placed on top of a world with not a speck of dirt as a decoration.

he's silent.

making his way back into the village, nazuna's usual smile isn't present. he slips quietly through the crowd, moving from person to person, looking for someone familiar or safe. internally, his heart's thumping in his chest, nervous to speak, nervous to sing--his stupid mouth doesn't work, it never works, how is he going to be able to do this?

eventually, he works up the courage to reach up, and tap someone gently on the shoulder from the crowd. ]

[ task completed, nazuna is back to normal and thrilled for the distraction from everything that bosuma was. as usual, retrospec succeeds at being annoying and distracting, and once the mail starts calling, nazuna distinctly remembers an amazon order of crayons he made a few months ago that never made it back to his classroom, and sets out to explore the city to find it.

fortunately for him, he spots the package in tisse, seeing "nito" written on the side in black sharpie. .

unfortunately for him, it's on top of an awning of a shop. it's just tall enough that a normal sized person could probably stand on their tiptoes and grab it for him, maybe. the package itself is sitting with its stupid package feet hanging off of the top of the awning, taunting.

nazuna nito is not a normal sized person. he stamps his foot like a cranky rabbit. ] Oh come on!!

[ that's just rude, retrospec... ]

[ on the other hand, occasionally the weird things that happen in recolle can be less than annoying, and the adorable, precious rabbit spirits that have invaded the town are the cutest. they also seem to really like nazuna, which means he's currently leading one, two, three, four little rabbit spirits in a perfect line behind him, hopping in time. ] Come on, come on, just a little father ~ ! ♫

[ he's taking them towards a park, holding a grocery bag in his other hand that is full of carrots and lettuce, using one of the carrots as a baton. the friendly little rabbits are multiplying behind him, lured by the promise of food. maybe he's got a little rabbit following magic himself.

by the end of his little caravan, nazuna drops down in the park, folds his legs under him, and is promptly swarmed by bunny spirits. he laughs, delighted, holding the bag up over his head. ] Be patient! I can only feed so many of you at once! ♫

[ he is SO happy right now. ]