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It started out with a harmless joke on a boring Sunday – there was no defence duty, no missions, no homework, or jobs to attend to – so the whole of Tamakoma found themselves lazily draped over the lounges in one of the living rooms attempting to pass the time.
“Konami-senpai,” Torimaru began, “Why did the chicken cross the road?”
“Huh? I’ve heard that one a million times… to get to the other side,” she replied confidently.
“No, it was to get to the gullible person's house.”
“Okay…?”
“I’ve got another one for you,” he continued, “knock knock.”
“Who’s there?”
“The chicken.”
Moments passed as her mind attempted to understand the joke. It was clear when she finally did, her face going bright red in both rage and embarrassment, “Hey! I’m not gullible!”
As the rest of the group continued to laugh, Hyuse pondered on the idea of jokes. Torimaru used them on Konami regularly, usually making fun of her gullibility in some sort of way or taking a jab at her. Looking around the room, he eyeballed each occupant.
“Okay, how about this,” Hyuse finally announced.
Everyone was surprised to see the neighbour participating and leaned forward in their seats. Osamu could only hope it wasn’t brash or crude, seeing as his personality didn’t tend to involve ‘jokes and laughter’.
“Jin, Hyuse, and Torimaru walk into a bar,” Hyuse paused and looks over at a certain white-haired neighbour, “Yuma just laughs and walks under it.”
There was a beat of silence, which was quickly shattered by Konami’s loud snort as she tried to muffle her laughter. That seemed to break the rest of the group, each erupting in their own laughter – all except Yuma of course, who sat back into his chair with his arms crossed and pout in place, feigning offense.
“I’m not small, I’m just fun-sized,” he muttered, completely amused, which only elicited more laughter.
This, Hyuse decided, is going to be fun.