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[aitou]

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[aitou]

[I'm sorry he's not paying attention]

[slashay]

[He's not thinking about making Buzen a new jacket because he wANTS A NEW PILLOW INSTEAD.]

Look what you did to my pillow!!

[AS IF HE DIDN'T LAUNCH IT INTO THE FIRE ACCIDENTALLY. He immediately summons another one that's even bigger than the last one even though it exhausts him and brings it down over Yasusada's head. They really do just do their own thing in the background sometimes...]

[hasteful]

[they really do

buzen will just let himself rest back against itsuki, laughing - ] I'm alright. Maybe we can stop by the closet later or something.

[he's not in a rush for a new jacket





more importantly,]

I think Kiyo-san's gonna win this one.

[DON'T JUST TAKE BETS]

[nightchild]

[NO HE WANTS TO GIVE TO HIS BOYFRIEND!!!!!!

but ig he'll accept this, tucking his chin on Buzen's shoulder as he watches cashew and yams battle it out,]

Wanna put a wager on it?

[DON'T JUST GO ALONG WITH THIS GAMBLING ENTERPRISE]

I'll bet on Yasu-kun.

[aitou]

I didn't do anything, stupid! You did that!

[Well they can watch but anmitsu are wrassling enough that they'll probably eventually flail and fisticuffs their way over and kick up sand all over the other two]

[slashay]

[YEAH DO YOU FOOLS THINK THIS CHAOS IS CONTAINED????? Perish the thought. They're absolutely scrappin their way over to the other side of the bonfire... SAVE THE SNACKS.]

[hasteful]

—Whoa, our snacks!

[tHE SNACKS also the way buzen is just going to dodge out of the way and haul itsuki along with him......

there really is gonna be sand everywhere]

[nightchild]

[Itsuki immediately grabbing any open bottles of alcohol because anmitsu might kick them into the FIRE,]

How long will it take until they tire themselves out...

[aitou]

[The answer is a thousand years]

[slashay]

[STOP the alcohol... He'll thank Itsuki for this later...

But for now he's trying to backwards bridge bend Yasusada over again, probably onto this group.]