text; @The Seventh Crown of the Seventh Demon King;

[unrequite]

[ Four lines of text. ]

This is written in Victorian.
Kore wa Laterano-ji Higashi-go de kakareteimasu.
This is written in Higashinese.
This written by in Yanese. (Might be bad. Sorry.)

Please do let me know how many of these sentences you understand.

[ The first is in what would be considered Earth English, the second is what would be known as Japanese written in Romaji, but he's called it "Laterano-ji Higashinese". The third was written in Japanese, the fourth was written in some rather poor Chinese. He's called the languages themselves clearly incorrect names. What's more important, though, is that only the second one should parse as phonetic, and should only be understandable to fellow Japanese speakers. The rest are in whatever language is most understandable to whoever reads it. Funny, huh? This city sure is strange! ]

Comments

[fussiest]

It's temporary! I have my own apartment, thank you very much, and the renovations there are going well.
But there's an experiment that we are running which requires us, unfortunately, to be in the same space in order to eliminate a basic factor, and I wasn't going to travel from my apartment to his every single day for it.
And you are laughing. I've heard it so often in my conversations with you that I might as well hear it on the wind.
What exactly is so funny?
No, don't answer that. You're going to give me an utterly confounding answer, and my blood pressure can't take more of it today.

[unrequite]

Does the concept of a self-fulfilling prophecy exist on your Teyvat? Or at the very least the idea that you can wind up your expectations so tightly that reality is eventually obligated to fill in the spaces.

[ This is not the absolutely confounding answer he was going to give, which he thinks should count for something. ]

[fussiest]

The nerve of you.
If you want to argue self-determination, do so with a Rtawahist! And then we will see who wins in that scenario, and I can tell you that it's neither, because you would've had to argue self-determination with a Rtawahist, and the Rtawahist would have had to argue with you.
Confounding man.
Though it's after I've written all that out that you've probably not the foggiest idea what a Rtawahist is, but I'm still sending it and letting it stand on its own.

[unrequite]

Neither? Well, that's quite the absolutist take. Would the Rtawahist happen to be single, first of all?

[fussiest]

... I've never had to pity a Rtawahist before, but perhaps there's really a first time for everything.

[unrequite]

That is a very unusual way of spelling "envy", darling.

[fussiest]

That is very brazen advertising your lack of literacy, friend.
To begin with, I realise I've the wrong premise. The Rtawahist would pity me.
Stop laughing for a moment and update me: have you found a space yet for wherever that chandelier is going to go?

[unrequite]

I've found a few possible venues. Would you like to accompany me when I revisit them? I want to have the locations fresh in my mind while I decide.

[fussiest]

I suppose I have nothing but time.
Tell me the time and place, then, because I was looking through the electrical in the shop we were at once more, and realised that the electric box in the ceiling was designed for stronger amperages. We'd have to install one of those into whatever ceiling you want to hook your chandelier into.

[unrequite]

Sure, sure. I'll have to leave those concerns to your tender care, though. Tomorrow at 11? Meet me at town hall.

[ He'll be very prompt, too, fully dressed and ready to go on the dot. He's the punctual sort. ]

[fussiest]

Fine. Tomorrow, then.

[ to here! which is like literally your own post, but i'm linking it anyway lmao ]