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The Name: Mizumachi

The Quote from Joce: "No alligators allowed... Let me get my crocodile."

Mizumachi was weird. Extremely weird. Not that it was a bad thing or anything like that, but sometimes Sena couldn't help but wonder if Mizumachi ever thought over and was able to comprehend the words that sometimes spilled out of his mouth.

They had been talking about football, then somehow they had switched on to the topic of Mizumachi's old swim team and currently Sena was very, very lost and had no idea how exactly this conversation had started up. He had thought that they had strayed onto the topic of attractions at a water park, but the more Mizumachi kept talking the more he doubted it.

"And then I saw a sign that said: No alligators allowed. And I was like:... Let me get my crocodile." "Alright, stop it right there. What exactly are you talking about?" Sena said, fairly certain that Mizumachi didn't own a crocodile, unless he was talking about a stuffed animal.

"I'm talking about the dream I had last night. Weren't you paying attention?" Mizumachi stuck his bottom lip out in a mock pout. "What did you think I was talking about." Sena shook his head. "No idea. I just thought you were being weird." Mizumachi huffed. "I am not weird." Sena stared at him, eyebrows slowly moving upwards. 'Not weird, eh?'

"Besides! The best part of the dream is right after this part." Sena twiddled his thumbs in his lap, happy that the strange conversation they had been having finally made some sense now, dreams were weird, conversations about dreams were weird, he could handle this.

"And when I came back with my crocodile I saw you sleeping on an inflatable chair in the middle of the river and you were wearing a bikini. It was really strange." Mizumachi turned to face the shell shocked Sena. "You're weird." He said, as if he were stating a fact.

"Wh-wha. I'm weird!? You- you!" Sena huffed. "Mizumachi-kun, you are the weird one, not me." Mizumachi grinned widely and crossed his arms. "If that makes you feel better, fine." Sena slumped, very happy that the conversation seemed to be over. 'I hope Mizumachi-kun lets me know he's talking about a dream the next time he starts talking about one.' Sena suddenly tensed. 'I hope he told other people it was a dream before talking to them about it. I don't want people to think I wear bikinis.'