"Oh hello there, Mitchan! Lovely day, Isn't it?"
"What? Oh, but it's such a beautiful day!"
"In fact, I think I'll go out for some tea!"
"Yep. That's what I'm going to do!"
"Have a nice afternoon, Mitchan!"
"Ah, so nice out today."
"Well, hello to you too miss!"
"Yes, I'll have a cup of tea please."
"You know, I'm a writer."
"Oh yes. "
"You may have heard of me. My works are quite famo-"
"Ah, hello, Mitchan! Have you met Mayu? Sweet girl."
"Wha-"
"Mitchaaaaaannnn, my ear hurts!"
"Stop pulling so haaaaard!"
"Hey, is that Ritchan?"
"Haha!"
"Well then, I do enjoy music stores…"
"Hello, young lady."
"Oh yes, I do love music. Do you have any recommendations for me?"
"Well, surely someone as lovely as you would have just as lovely taste in music."
"Oh, me?"
"Oh, I'm just a humble novelist."
"Indeed. You may have heard of some of my works in fact."
"Just a few works you might have seen on the best sellers shel-"
"Oh, Mitchan!"
"I was just talking to Mizu-Chan here!"
"What is that duct tape for?"
"MMMFFFFMMMMFMFMFFFFMFM"
"Oh fine, if you want to be that way."
"Alright, I'm writing, I'm writing."
"My, what a beautiful day to go out clothes shopping…"
"OKAY I'LL WRITE I'LL WRITE. JUST PUT DOWN THE CHAIR."
"Tohru Chan!"
"Don't tell her lies, Mitchan!"
"No, Mitchan is being mean."
"Oh, Mitchan, do stop tying that rope to the ceiling fan. I refuse to have any more damage done to my house."
"Fine, fine. Tohru dear, would you make me some tea? Mitchan wouldn't let me have any earlier."
"Thank you!"
"Yes yes, Mitchan,…"
And both Shigure and Mitchan lived to see him give her hell another day.