“Oh, my darling anonymous, I am so sorry. Though it kills me to say this– the struggle weighs heavily on my heart– no matter what is done, I am not allowed to date at this point in time if I want to keep this career and secure a future for my brothers. My soul is wounded by this fact, but knowing that I’m loved by my fanbase keeps me together.” Sunglasses pushed back up, ignore that single dramatic tear. “For now, the adoration you’ve given me has won me over completely! When the time comes… I suppose that I would wish for patience.”

((what brought thIS ON OMG Q//A//Q Thank you!!!!!))

“Knowing that I’m so cared for by so many is, quite frankly, beyond my wildest dreams! I’m having a fantastic time, and you’ve just made it better. Thank you.” This blueberry is emotionally overwhelmed, pardon him.

“Wait!” Oh, but he’s too late. “What a pity. Well, my dear fan, if you watch the recording of this stream after it’s finished, know that I’m returning your adoration tenfold as we speak! It was lovely to have you here, if only for a moment!” @whimsicallydapper

“Three people asking for the same thing! It would be inhumane of me to deprive you of what your soul needs to thrive. From my heart to yours!” He puts more effort into pressing a kiss to his index and middle finger and blowing it gently towards the camera than most people put into actual kisses. It’s definitely a sight to be seen.

“Ah, so you’ve caught up to me! Hello!” He leans back, hand to his him in what he thinks concentration looks like. “I like pomegranates most, something to be handed with care unless you wish for the world to know of its mistreatment! As for smells… petrichor! Petrichor or sea spray! The water calls to my soul, you see.”

“Oh.” The video hasn’t frozen, just he has. “While I cannot simply hurl everything of in a flash, I can certainly oblige to a degree. I mustn’t go too far, lest I overwhelm too many of my viewers. I have been known to make others swoon, you know!”

Not this version of him, mind you. A somewhat more experienced Karamatsu who was also a talented, immodest guitarist, but he is still a Karamatsu. He is welcome to claim any of this one’s achievements in exchange. Once he has some, that is. @askthesamefaces

He decides to be awful, the plain, powder blue button-up (with a button already open, how daring) slowly being undone, one more button at a time, slipping down to reveal…

“The classic Karamatsu Face ‘painful’ tank top is finally going to be in the store in mere days, dear Karamatsu fans! The demand has been high, and I am more than happy to supply, management willing.” Well. This hangs off of him loosely enough to frame him nicely, anyway. Not a complete loss.

“I’m certain that I’m nothing, a mere somewhat shiny pebble compare to the carved marble perfection of every last viewer tuning in! Please, let these hours be an exchange of beauty and joy between dozens of joined souls!” He’s just realized his chair swivels. Oh, no.

“I have briefly considered it now and again, but I haven’t quite had the opportunity to see if I could handle it. An artist here had a routine involving chairs, so I would imagine that it would not be too terribly far of a stretch, if you’ll forgive the pun!” Do not forgive the pun, that was godawful.

@kabukii “Implying that time with my fans isn’t heaven on earth, my friend! The emotions I can feel pouring in from all sides is all the strength I need!” Stop it with the spotlights, you blue doof.