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Sakito whistled as he walked, vaguely wondering what the day would bring.
🙋♂️🍭❕
was what he heard.
📣👑❗📍❓
he called back.
There was a pause, and Sakito rounded the corner to find Genba looking more irritated than he had ever seen him.
🤔📍😒❔
👀💪⚒. 👉❓
Genba made to go past him, but Sakito grabbed his wrist.
❌👑💨. 👪😟👉.
Genba’s expression flickered before hardening.
🙋♂️❌👪🙋♂️🔫⚔🔪🏹🗡.
Sakito needed a second to translate that to his best ability. “Revenge” hadn’t really come up in his lessons with Byoon D, but considering how Genba was these days, it wasn’t too terribly hard to guess.
🫵 💨.
Sakito’s grip tightened on Genba’s wrist as he got out the lollipop Mira had given him, just in case something like this happened.
🌸💸🍭👉.
Again, that flickering expression of loneliness came on Genba’s face. He took the lollipop, but Sakito had a feeling it was because his hair was turning lighter by the second.
🫵🗨👎💁♂️💬🎩
was what was mumbled around the lollipop, his hair darkening as sugar entered his bloodstream.
Sakito laughed, letting go of Genba to lean against the nearby building.
🤖🟣👨🏫🙋♂️.
Genba rolled his eyes, like he had figured. Clearly, being on the path of revenge wasn’t agreeing with him. Hadn’t he put his arm around Sakito during the fireworks? How was Sakito supposed to get this guy back to the team?
Maybe some good old fashioned guilting.
🔵😰👉🥈.
Genba nodded curtly, the lollipop already gone.
🙅♂️👀🙋♂️.
He ran away, too fast for Sakito to catch. Sakito crossed his arms, sighing. Well, if he wasn’t going to get a job, might as well get some curry.
🙋♂️📍❗
he said as he came into the Boonboomger hideout, thankfully finding Boondorio making curry.
Ishiro spun around, eyes wide.
“How did you say that with your mouth?”