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“Monitsu.”
The blond growled in annoyance as he sat tucked in his bed.
“For the last time, my name is ZENITSU, you moron!” he exclaimed.
Inosuke let out a husky scoff. Zenitsu was pleased that the boar-masked boy was being vulnerable and unlike himself these days sohe wouldn’t have to deal with the jerk he was, but he was still very slow in catching on other people’s names, which ticked him off quite a lot.
Zenitsu crossed his arms and huffed, though Inosuke didn’t bother to be angry at it. Instead, in his worn-out voice, said:
“I’m...sorry.”
Zenitsu raised his eyebrows in surprise. An apology? He definitely wasn’t expecting that, especially coming from the stubborn and prideful teen.
He turned his head to the other boy.
“Why?” he asked.
“For...beating you to a pulp...that time.” Inosuke rasped.
“Oh.” the word came out of the blond’s mouth after several moments, even more surprised.
Inosuke, the stupid, brash and merciless idiot Inosuke, apologized to him?
Zenitsu frowned and wanted to ask why he decided to apologize, but instead, he said, “Good. I’ve been waiting for that.”
He turned to his side and tried to get some sleep. He couldn’t believe that the jerk just said sorry, but at the same time, he felt amused that Inosuke had done so.
The End