Simplicity
The state, quality, or an instance of being simple.
Freedom from complexity, intricacy, or division into parts: an organism of great simplicity.
Absence of luxury, pretentiousness, ornament, etc.; plainness: a life of simplicity.
Freedom from deceit or guile; sincerity; artlessness; naturalness: simplicity of manner.
Lack of mental acuteness or shrewdness: Politics is not a field for simplicity about human nature.
Inui pushed up his glasses and looked at the clock. It was 9:13 AM, he had been writing for eight minutes and forty-eight seconds, he had written sixty-one words including the title, and there was a 99.86 percent chance he needed to write a lot more than that.
He had already asked his mother what he should do next, and she gave him the vague advice; 'ask one of your friends'.
He had called Tezuka, but he was immediately distracted by Fuji on the other line. By the time Fuji hung up Tezuka had said sorry, but he really needed to go have a think to himself.
Inui decided to call Renji, who had an 84.342 percent chance of giving him some sound advice.
"Sadaharu? I apologise for the background noise, my phone has been stuck on loudspeaker for the past three hours, fourty-five minutes and fifty-eight seconds, and I'm at Seiichi's house."
"Seiichi, can I turn the volume up?"
"Sure, Hana"
"Pass the chips, Hana?"
"Okay Akaya-san"
"Aa, it's nothing private, Renji"
"Oh good, about thirty-four minutes ago my mother called with something regarding my doctor's appointment that I didn't want made public"
"You mean how you've got a rash on your-"
"Kirihara-kun."
"Well, you should know the writing task that numerous schools around Japan have been given to complete. After sixty-one words I'm wondering what to say next. My word is simplicity, by the way."
"Mm, I've got the same as you, and I haven't started"
Oh, looks like probability wasn't on Inui's side.
"When I get stuck on saying what something is I always start rambling about what it isn't"
"Kirihara, that's stupid"
"It isn't, Sanada-san, it works!"
"Hana's on my side!"
"Sorry Sadaharu, I don't think I can help you with this one."
"No matter, Renji, I've just had an idea which should last me roughly one hundred and twenty four words."
Kaidoh.
Kaidoh is not a simple matter.
His training menus are simple. For every time his activity levels are raised by 20 percent, 5 percent more carbohydrate intake is required. For a 10 percent speed increase or 7.35 percent power increase, activity levels must be raised 15.8 percent.
That is simple. The math is simple. Everything works out nicely on paper.
Kaidoh on the outside is simple. Black vest, size 14, white shorts, tanned, black hair, green bandana, 173 centimetres tall, 5 feet and 8.11023622047243 inches.
Kaidoh on the inside is not so simple. I would go on, but that's all I know.
Come to think of it, Kaidoh has been very militant when it comes to blocking me out of his personal affairs.
Why was that? Kaidoh couldn't have anything to hide, could he? With a younger brother like Hazue and chatty mother like Hozumi, Kaidoh couldn't keep a secret very secret for long, and Inui was constantly treated to little snippets of personal information, like Kaidoh's favourite children's TV show, which he apparently still watched, or his pre-school fear of ladybirds.
Is Kaidoh-kun afraid of me?
Considering his absolute privacy, that is, unfortunately, logical.
Too logical.
I don't like it.
There was an 89.43739 percent chance of that being just the case, and something about that made Inui feel strange inside.
Concerned.
Scared?
Inui didn't get scared.
Definitely not, that would not be logical. And because of this total logic and lack of fear Inui proceeded to text his predicament to a list of his friends.
Y'know, because Inui was calm and collected, and always used facts and figures, never emotions.
You have 9 new messages
Tezuka: Ask Fuji, he understands this kind of thing better than I do
Renji: Kaidoh being Bandana-kun? 100 percent chance I haven't a clue, sorry Sadaharu
Kikumaru: NYAA THAT IS SO CUTE (o^_^o)!!!!!!! 3
Wait when on earth did he ask Kikumaru? Oh…oh dear, it appears I sent that message to more people than I intended.
Kawamura: Ummm I didn't see that coming. Maybe Fuji-kun or Oishi-kun could help you better with something like that
Momoshiro: lol, wrong number much Inui-senpai?
Echizen: Mada mada dane~
Mom: Your message doesn't make any sense to me Honey
Oh dear
Fuji: wheee I knew this day would come~ you're in love with him! You are are are are are! make a move Inui-kun! There is a 100 percent chance it'll work out I swear!
Oishi: aww…that's incredibly cute. I think you might be in love with him; you're so concerned it's actually adorable. You should talk to him about how you feel.
Love…what…?
That's not simple either. Not at all. I'm going for a run to clear my head.
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Where was I?
Love isn't simple. Love is a complex mixture of different chemicals and hormones in the body. It also sucks. Kaidoh isn't simple, he's a complex mixture of different feelings and emotions and data I can't get at. The difference, and the one, single, only difference, is that Kaidoh does not suck. Kaidoh is perfect.
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Kaidoh:…I love you, you idiot
~simply put, I'm very, very happy right now