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"You know, if you ever need help, you can just ask us." Obanai said, eyeing the pathetic state Giyuu was in.
"....Could you guys help me out?"
"No, but it was nice that you asked."
Giyuu looked down helplessly, it looked like he was accepting his fate after his third attempt to get free didn't work, what would?
"Obanai! Giyuu asked for help so we need to help him!" Mitsuri scolded, "besides, he's been stuck like this for three hours!"
"That's his fault! How the hell did he get his arm stuck in a vending machine!" Sanemi scoffed, rolling his eyes at Giyuu, who was currently on the floor, desperately trying to pull his hand put the vending machine.
Giyuu had separated from his friends eariler for a small snack, and he'd hadn't come back for an unnatural amount of time, so of course they'd went looking for him.
And that's how they found Giyuu on the floor with his arm stuck in a vending machine.
At the mention of the situation again, Tengen burst out laughing, clutching his stomach and leaning onto Rengoku for support.
"Tengen, you've been laughing for ten minutes now, atleast offer some help!" Shinobu rolled her eyes at her friend's immaturity.
"I know! I know-! Look, let me take a picture first!"
Tengen pulled out his phone and walked over to where Giyuu was, bent down to his level and held out his phone so it would capture both of them.
"This is the third picture you've taken!" Shinobu huffed again.
Tengen ignored her, instead pausing to look at his other friends, "So how do we get him out of this?"
"I don't know, it's getting kind of sad.." Obanai mumbled.
"Would a prayer help..?" Gyomei unhelpfully offered.
"I say we cut his arm off!" Rengoku shouted.
It took a spilt second for Giyuu's expression to morph from confusion to straight up terror.
Mitsuri looked at her brightly colored friend in shock, "We can't do that! He needs that!" She argued.
"Does he really...?" Muichirou asked.
"Yes- I do need my arm." Giyuu wasted no time, instantly stopping the conversation before it could become debatable.
"Okay, try moving it- no! not like that!" Shinobu attempted to coach her friend through bending his arm, but it did not work out how she planned.
Giyuu looked up at her, strained. "I think I broke my arm." He said.
"Don't be dramatic, your arm is fine." Obanai deadpanned.
"What if its actually broken?!" Rengoku started to panic, "I think we should just cut it off!"
"What is wrong with you?" Obanai asked, eyes wide open at his friend.
Tengen only laughed at his two friends, "I say we do heads or tails! Tails is we cut-"
"We're not cutting off his arm." Shinobu interrupted this time, knowing that Giyuu's life was probably endanger if she ever let Rengoku make a decision.
"What if we just broke the vending machine?" Muichirou offered.
And that's how, five minutes later, they all threw themselves at the vending machine in order to try and break so they could free Giyuu.
"And while we're here, I'll just reach in and take some of the snacks!" Mitsuri smiled excitedly.
Giyuu's about to try and thank his friends, except when he turns their way, he sees someone.
Someone who looks like a staff member, staring at them in absolutely terror and confusion.
"What the hell is he looking at?" Sanemi turns around to where the staff member is.
"Shit! We're running!"
Gyomei wastes no time grabbing them and sprinting away.