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@extravachance

“Ghnnn.” 

What happened?

He was face down in the dust of the street, fresh aches and pains the only immediate evidence of what transpired to lead up to the moment. Not that it explained very much, only that he had had a rough time of it.

If there was humor to be found in the situation, his brain could not comprehend it, senses fuzzy and deluded. He might have been knocked out briefly, where images of — well, none wanted to take a closer look at the thoughts in his head. Even he didn’t want to know what lurked just out of sight, lightly grazing the surface of consciousness. Just to remind him that they were there, ready to invade when the going got tough. He could not remember when the figure at his side showed up, only that there was suddenly someone there…. hovering near to where he haphazardly landed.

He coughed, inhaling dust and debris, quite disagreeable with what his lungs were willing to accept. His shoulder was killing him, his arm numb, blood dribbling down his chin. From what source, he couldn’t tell. It didn’t much matter, not at the moment.

He cracked open his eyes, in no serious rush to push himself upright.

“…. oh, I’m fine.” He said, whether or not it was asked. “I just… I just need to lay down a moment.” Right in the middle of the path, no big deal or nothing.

“Play pranks?” The ghost perks up a bit more from that idea. It’s been a while since she messed around with the public. If it’s with Sakon, she knows this is going to be extremely fun. “Yes! I like that idea, I like it a lot!”

            ＴＨＡＴ ＲＥＡＬＬＹ ＤＩＤ ＳＯＵＮＤ ＬＩＫＥ ＦＵＮ!!

 “ Cooking!! I watch cooking shows sometimes!! I don’t know how to do that though….I can only make Flan! S’the only thing i’m good at when it comes to cooking, I was told! “ 

          Usually he was banned from the kitchen if he was trying to cook anything. He had a cooking show once- He got bored of it though so that’s why he didn’t actually care if he could cook well or not. Then the matter of parkour was explained and Jyushimatsu’s eyes shined at such an explanation.  He wanted to do it! He wanted to try it! Yet he was still a little bit wet so maybe he should care about his clothes first before anything.

“ That sounds super duper double play fun!! “ he spoke as he waddled inside leaving his soaked flip flops by the door and stepping into the home ( Sorry for the intrusion! ). It wasn’t that messy, Jyushimatsu thought as he waddled inside to look for the bathroom. He didn’t want to make the others roam wet with his clothes. 

“ Thank you very much!! I’ll use the bathroom! “ The yellow clad might use colors to differentiate between his brothers, but he wasn’t with his brothers right now. He was with a new friend! So it was okay. The moment he got to the bathroom, Jyushimatsu started to take off his clothes, glancing down at his swim trunks…They were meant for water so they dried quickly than expected. He didn’t need to take them off now.

          After his sweater came off he reached for it to hover over the sink as he twists the fabric to let out whatever amount of water was still soaked into it. Wow, this apartment was pretty nice!

“Alright!” The ghost jumps in the air in excitement. She then stayed in the air before floating her way over to Sakon.

“Hold my hand and try to follow me. I want you to try and float upwards with me. We’ll go slow so you don’t need to stress yourself to keep up,” she smiled before lightly taking his hand and leading him up high into the sky.

cont. w/ @extravachance

The guy was persistent and willing, he’d give him that much. Hiro glanced at the compass and couldn’t help a small chuckle, it wasn’t working so well and he could tell, but if the other was so sure, who was he to stop him? “Join you?” He thought, it wouldn’t really look that good on him if the other got lost, and he had nothing better to do. 

“Sure, I’ll join, I could probably help out better then your ‘compass’” He smiled and shook his hand “Akihiro Yowai, I just go by Hiro, I basically run this forest” He gloated his ego a bit, he wasn’t entirely wrong, it was his job to guide others, but he was stretching it a bit “nice to meet you Shima”

▂▂ ♂ ▂▂

   "Skin, hair, voices. Aaall of the above,“ at least he doesn’t take to the news poorly. She doesn’t want to comment immediately on the outcomes of the Sengoku Period, how they’re supposed to come out. War history was not for faint of heart, and reuniting and discussing… well, business wouldn’t do much to improve or keep up the good mood she’d been put in by Sakon’s energy. “They were interesting to say the least, or… the one I met was. And yeah, honest. Any food is good food right now, if I’m honest, but having well-cooked and sweet treats aren’t bad bonuses,” she even playfully elbows Sakon with a smile and a wink to further put the matter to rest.       “Oh, I wouldn’t know about casinos. I don’t gamble much at all, it isn’t quite my thing. There’s not a lot of risk in my life,” a few emotional instabilities go unvoiced, “and I don’t really play with my money that much either.” But of course he’d want to know, it was his hobby after all. “Sorry to say I don’t have much to tell you about gambling dens and casinos, sweetheart.” She can’t help but wonder if there were simply a few card tables she'd missed or something.

   "After all, my luck isn't the best. I count myself rather unlucky if we’re being honest here.“ Blazes thoughts gravitate back to the topic of the Sengoku Period and she allows her smile to fade back into warmth again while she starts on a stick of dango. It’s a lie, she doesn’t quite feel so comforted by the fact that what happens here doesn’t work out in Sakon’s favor or Mitsunari’s, but it doesn’t work out for Ieyasu either, and maybe the gambler would take some solace in that… maybe not. She solidifies her decision to not bring it back up, now that the subject has already tumbled far enough away.       "I don’t like games of luck anyway, I prefer strategy than anything. Anything that runs on luck of odds is something I definitely try to keep my nose out of.”

●▬▬๑۩۩๑▬▬● Like him, Ai also preferred to be doing something else instead of studying. However, study is the master key to PROSPERITY. She had plans for her future after high school, a dream she expected to accomplish. Already he seemed to have no specific route, floating in the breeze without thinking explicitly about the future. Honestly, the moraine was worried about him & his lack of ambition. Discreetly the immortal looked at him from the corner of her eye. Finally, he was getting through the seemingly TYRANNICAL exercises. A modest smile appeared upon her lips as she recognized that her cooperation had been precious. He was managing to surmount his own dilemmas. ❝Ganbatte ne, Sakon-san. ❞ Thought, turning to concentrate her attention on the complex scientific text. A little more & everything would be properly completed…

❝Oh, are you done? ❞ She inspected, feeling her tender palm over her fragile shoulder. Sakon had finished faster than she was expecting. What might or might not be a bad omen. ❝Let’s see. ❞ Declared, pulling his notebook to herself & analyzing the answers promptly. Her hues augmented subtly. ❝Excellent! You only missed three queries and in fact, they aren’t entirely incorrect. ❞ She was obviously satisfied with his performance. ❝I’m certain you’re prepared for the test. I feel you’ll get a favorable result. ❞ The belle was genuinely happy for him. Sakon finally defeated the math fiend, comprehending the matter he had to know for the exam. Effort & dedication are the precious recipes to accomplish our objectives. Without hard work nothing is conceivable. ❝Now we can relax. ❞ Articulated with an exhale of relief, getting up & lying on his bed as if it were hers. The moraine was also drained of learning. ❝I’m truly proud of you, Sakon-san. ❞ Pride is the appropriate term to illustrate her feeling.

Unlike hers, in comparison, his dream is rather small and does not require him to reach higher education. He, of course, won’t mention it, in case she ends up disappointed in him for such lackadaisical disposition. “Take it easy, live in the present” are beliefs somebody like him clings to enjoy and overcome whatever fortune may have in store for him. 

☆┊Well… If food was involved, it was almost a certain guarantee that it was going to go missing in half a second with Nagisa around. Of course, he enjoyed every bite he took, even if it didn’t last long for him to finish and left him with any empty sensation as his mouth craved for more. However, that’s where Sakon came in… And knowing that it was terribly difficult to ignore such big cherry hues, his friend certainly would have to give in and at least have him one little bite… Obviously, success was given as he other finally agreed, causing a sudden small cheer to leave Nagisa’s lips as he was already leaning in. ❝ Thank you !! ❞

CHOMP !!

That was clearly more than just a LITTLE bite… If anything, he had cleared off most of the hot dog… He really was a gluttonous person… 

OH, GENIUS!  “ Thanks! “  Nevermind it being cold, there wasn’t anything water couldn’t do. Depression and zits and wilted crops and concussions beware! He’s already risen from his cradle and graciously accepts the bottle with one hand, unscrewing the cap with the other, guzzling it all down in no time. This is how he was supposed to apply it, right?

“ I’ll pay ya back for curin’ me. “  A forceful toss of the near-emptied bottle to the side (litter was bad but he’d pick it up later,) and his leg lifts in an awkward karate stance.  “ With m’fists! My kicks o’ lightning - ! “  Wachow! He rushes in close and tickles out a few needling pokes on the other’s torso, take that, rival! Round 2 waited for no one! Mercy was for the weak!  “ Y’give up, yet?! “