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Takemichi found himself in a peculiar situation, one that he never anticipated. It all started when he entered a parallel universe where his boyfriends from the Tokyo Manji Gang possessed some rather unique methods of carrying him around. Each day brought a new and hilarious encounter.
First up was Chifuyu. Takemichi found himself perched on Chifuyu's back, much to the delight of his boyfriend. Chifuyu was always known for his stoic nature, but seeing him happily trotting around with Takemichi on his back was a sight to behold. Takemichi couldn't help but hold onto Chifuyu tightly, fearing he might fall off.
Next in line was Mitsuya, who had a flair for the dramatic. He swooped Takemichi up in his arms bridal style, sweeping him off his feet quite literally. Mitsuya loved the romantic gesture and would often spin Takemichi around, pretending they were in some kind of fairy tale. Takemichi would blush furiously, feeling like a damsel in distress.
Then came Draken, the tough guy with a soft spot for Takemichi. Draken effortlessly hoisted him over his shoulders, showing off his impressive strength. However, being carried in such a manner had its downsides. Takemichi's head was constantly bumping into things, leaving him a little dazed and disoriented. Draken would apologize profusely, promising to be more careful, but accidents always seemed to find them.
Baji, always the mischievous one, had his own unique style. He carried Takemichi underneath his arm like a ragdoll, swinging him back and forth. Takemichi's protests were met with laughter from Baji, who found it amusing to see him squirm. It was a strange mix of discomfort and hilarity that seemed to define their dynamic.
Mikey, the leader of the Tokyo Manji Gang, had his own unconventional method. He would sling Takemichi's legs over his shoulder, leaving his head hanging at Mikey's feet. Takemichi often felt like a human mop in this position, but Mikey seemed perfectly content with it. He'd walk around, casually chatting with Takemichi while his boyfriend struggled to keep his balance.
Kazutora, always rough around the edges, opted for a different approach. He would drag Takemichi by his arm, much to Takemichi's dismay. It often left him with torn sleeves and a frazzled appearance. Kazutora claimed it was his way of showing affection, though Takemichi had a hard time seeing it that way.
Hakki and Taiju, being twins, shared a similar preference. They both enjoyed carrying Takemichi on their backs. It was a double trouble situation for poor Takemichi, who found himself sandwiched between the two. They would compete to see who could carry him faster or farther, turning it into a lighthearted race. Takemichi clung to them tightly, fearing he might be dropped in the process.
Seishu, the ever-charming one, couldn't resist carrying Takemichi in a bridal style as well. Despite Takemichi's flustered protests, Seishu would sweep him off his feet, gazing into his eyes with a playful smile. He would twirl Takemichi around and shower him with compliments, leaving him blushing uncontrollably.
Koko, the prankster, took great pleasure in carrying Takemichi underneath his arm. He would parade around, proudly showing off his "prize." Takemichi, feeling utterly ridiculous, would sometimes try to squirm out of Koko's grasp, only to be pulled back in with a mischievous grin.
Izana, a man of few words, had his own peculiar way of carrying Takemichi. He would hoist him up with one leg resting on his shoulder, leaving Takemichi's legs dangling at his feet. Izana often appeared deep in thought, unaffected by the awkward position he put Takemichi in. It was an odd sight, but it somehow worked for them.
Lastly, there was Shinichiro. In a twist of fate, it was Takemichi who found himself dragging Shinichiro around. Shinichiro, who had a tendency to be lazy, would often pretend to be too tired to walk, prompting Takemichi to take matters into his own hands. He would grab Shinichiro's arm and pull him along, grumbling about his boyfriend's lack of motivation.
And so, Takemichi's life became a whirlwind of comical encounters, as his gang of boyfriends each carried him in their own eccentric ways. From back rides to bridal styles, from dragging to swinging, it was a parade of laughter and silliness. Takemichi learned to embrace the chaos, realizing that sometimes, the most unexpected moments could bring the greatest joy.
In the end, he wouldn't have it any other way. After all, who needed normalcy when you had a group of extraordinary boyfriends who carried you around like a prized possession? Takemichi's life had transformed into a crackling comedy, and he was more than happy to be at the center of it all, hanging on for dear life and laughing along the way.