Private The Great Spooking of 2020

Hikaru felt his vision return to normal, sighing in relief as the other colors of the rainbow return to sight. Hikaru silently reminded himself to appreciate his eyes and other senses to the fullest the next time he felt down.

He smiled as the child squeezed him before letting go, and slowly and carefully got up in a way that wouldn't violently throw Sushi off of him. "What brings you here, buddy? Do you live in this dorm?" He asked, dusting himself off. He considered taking his language charm off, and decided he might as well. He tucked the thing into his pocket and sighed as his Japanese accent took over. "If you will like, we can take a walk around together. But...what happened to my eyes earlier? Did you make me blind? Make me not see?"

Hikaru hesitated for a moment, also trying to understand what Sushi meant. "Oh, me too. I do not live in this room." Urk... maybe he should have listened harder in English.

"Yes. We can ex...plore. I can join you!" He grinned, kind of excited. He already knew where pretty much everything was in his area, but clearly he hadn't explored well enough to know Sushi lived here. "First you can show me where you live. Then I will bring you to where I live! I like it." Meaning he was looking forward to it, but he wasn't sure if Sushi would have gotten it even if he didn't make mistakes.

As he led the helmeted lad to his own room, he frowned. "Invisible? I do not understand invisible. What is it? My eyes are always blue. See?" He stuck his face right in front of Sushi's helmet, pointing to his eyes. "Unless I do this." He turned on his red eyes with a grin, which would give Sushi the urge to stare at him. It was weird - he could control it now, but it still kind of happened whenever he got stressed. Turning it on required more energy than turning it off though. It used to be the opposite.

Hikaru gasped as Sushi disappeared. He could do that?! It was, like, the opposite to Hikaru's eyes! It was so cool... Hikaru wished he could do it.

"Yes! I see! Well, I cannot see you, but I understand! I understand invisible now." He said, noting down a horribly misspelt version of the word in his Sam-gifted notebook along with the Japanese translation. Hikaru turned off his eye power and pocketed the notebook once more. "Sushi, when my seeing went blue, we were invisible?" He was trying to talk about his vision, but didn't know the word for it. "That is cool! Maybe we can do cool things with invisible."

And after a few more steps, they were at Hikaru's room. He'd blu-tacked an 8-bit chibi picture of himself on the front of the door, kinda like the ones from Danganronpa. It was cool, he thought, to be able to have a way of claiming his room without having to use a specific language, even if he knew how to romanise his name. Plus it almost felt like he could be part of something again. Something cool. "This is my room!" He said, standing in front of the doorway. He wasn't sure if Sushi had still been following him though, since he hadn't been checking to see if Sushi was invisible still.

He laughed a little as Sushi inspected the door, smiling at the childlike gestures. It was cute, and Hikaru felt a desire to protect the little guy stir from within. He remembered when he was a kid, he was kinda similar. Endlessly curious, no barriers to the kinds of questions he'd ask... It was a good feeling, looking back on it.

"Yes! This is me. A drawing of me. I maked it." He grinned, feeling a little proud. "Now come inside to my room!" He opened the door with a flourish to show a normal-sized room, lit up by the lights in the hallway. A blue nessie microphone sat on the desk, along with a pop filter and a box covered in acoustic foam on the inside - a makeshift booth. Beside it was his laptop, adorned with various stickers of anime characters. On the other side of the room, his bed was made - contrary to what one might think, Hikaru was particular about being organised. All in all, Sushi would see that Hikaru had a sense for aesthetics and taste, despite not having much money.

"What do you think? It is cool? You like it?"

Hikaru blushed a little, happy to be complimented on his art. He only dabbled in it really, but to be told he was good at it was a much-appreciated confidence boost.

"I am glad you like it!" He smiled, giving Sushi a thumbs up. He thought his room was cool too. It was bigger than his one in Japan, which was pretty small. He was happy that he'd managed to make it his own!

He watched the boy walk up to the booth. "What is it?" He took a moment to consider this, hesitating in Japanese for a bit. "Um... it is a... a special box. It is for...making no echo. If you speak inside the box, there is no echo. That is good for...for recording!" He hoped that his explanation would do. If necessary, he could try to demonstrate. That had always worked with Sushi in the past.