This fic had several minor errors in it, the most recent one being "Carrot onigiri tends to appear when Inui's mother does, and it never tastes quiet like carrot onigiri," but they don't deter the reader from the prose itself.
The details made me squee and roll over and delight, like the number 64 and trying to find the 65th of something, the glow-in-the-dark rubiks cube, the way Inui gradually stops attemtping to mathematically quantify Tezuka, how Fuji is pi, and... oh. I could go on, especially when I start on the philosophy involved.
Thank you so much for sharing this fic; I really love it. ^o^ ♥
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This fic had several minor errors in it, the most recent one being "Carrot onigiri tends to appear when Inui's mother does, and it never tastes quiet like carrot onigiri," but they don't deter the reader from the prose itself.
The details made me squee and roll over and delight, like the number 64 and trying to find the 65th of something, the glow-in-the-dark rubiks cube, the way Inui gradually stops attemtping to mathematically quantify Tezuka, how Fuji is pi, and... oh. I could go on, especially when I start on the philosophy involved.
Thank you so much for sharing this fic; I really love it. ^o^ ♥