The next morning, Yurito was sleeping soundly but still alert of his surroundings. When suddenly his father came bursting into his room yelling, “YURITO GUSHITA, COME HERE RIGHT NOW!” he had, out of reflex, threw the knives at Kirimaru that he hid under his pillow, but of course they were easily dodged.
Still half asleep Yurito got out of bed, “What is it…?”
Kirimaru gave Yurito a whack on the head with his hand, “JUST STOP TALKING AND FOLLOW ME!”
Sushi, who had heard the clan leader’s loud shout, fixed her hair and came outside her room still in her white bedtime dress and followed Yurito who was trailing after a grumpy father.
When they all arrived in the Gushita Leader’s office, Yurito was forced to sit on a chair in front of his desk and Sushi just followed along. Lanora and Kirimaru was sitting in front of them with their arms crossed, “You are in big trouble, both of you… but Yurito more.” the Head Gushita said.
Yurito growled and glared at his father, “What did I do this time that wasn’t my fault?”
Lanora walked to the TV that was right next to the office’s desk, Kirimaru’s brow twitched, “You DARE ask this question!? I’ll SHOW you why you are here!” at her husband’s signal Lanora turned on the TV and switched it to the appropriate channel.
On the TV was a middle aged woman with ginger hair and green eyes, “My name is Lily Rebuke and yesterday I was nearly robbed…” it was the girl that they had saved yesterday, “Just when I was about to give up hope, two children who look close to being teenagers came and rescued me.” right next to her a video of them fighting the thugs that was assaulting her, she had videoed them during the short time it took to bring them down, “They were very strong as you can see, and I give whatever institution that trained these two in combat praise!”
Yurito crossed his arms and stared, “It was unintentional.”
Kirimaru slammed his hand on the table, not gaining a reaction from both children, “Do you not know the risk that you both had put yourselves in? It’s a miracle that your faces were not revealed due to your hoodie and the bad recording equipment!”
Yurito and Sushi stayed quiet in their places on the chair, if Kirimaru was to give them punishment they would take it. Whether it is training, cleaning, or confinement because they had been trained since they were old enough to endure.
With his hand massaging his temples, the leader sighed, “I will give you no punishment since nothing was given away… but for now I will give you both a slap to the wrist.”
Slightly relieved, Yurito stood up and yelled, “A slap to the wrist? Is that all you are going to give us after being accidentally caught on film?” although he was happy that they would be able to get away with only that.
Kirimaru huffed and got off his desk, “I am a very responsible father if that is what you are thinking, Yurito, I have kept this family standing and undiscovered even before you were born.” leaning down them he reached for their wrists and gave them both a slap.
Yurito ignored his father’s words and said, “So what is going to happen now?”
Taking the paperwork one by one, Kirimaru stamped what he deemed good with the Gushita leader symbol, “Now for the big news I forgot to tell you the second you came home yesterday.”
“What is it?”
Leaning against his chair, he stopped tending to his paperwork, “I decided that you both should stop being home schooled and start experiencing the school life like every other teenager in Japan, you start going to your daily schedules tomorrow in Sensai High.”
Yesterday Yurito was quite mad at his father for allowing Sushi to go outside out into the open, but never has he ever had this much anger directed at one person, “WHAT DO YOU MEAN ‘SCHOOL’!?” he yelled, “Are you seriously going to have us go to school with a bunch of nobodies who are allowed to see Sushi whenever she passes by!? I won’t have it!”
“Don’t worry Yurito, there would not be any ‘nobodies’ in this school since it is quite prestigious and only allows those with a lot of money, such as the people very high up in the social ladder.”
Never had Sushi been able to exceed Yurito’s height due to her love of sweets and so she stayed a head shorter than the fourteen year old boy, thus allowing Yurito to be able to carry her whenever he wanted, “I will NOT second this HORRIBLE idea!” the young teen yelled as he took Sushi from her seat to carry her bridal style, and with his strength training courtesy of Amrita this was no hard feat, “Can’t you see that she is vulnerable!?” Sushi had already gotten used to his strange antics and brought her arms around his neck for support.
Lanora giggled at the sweet display while Kirimaru refused to back down, “Do you expect the both of you to stay in here until the day you die not gaining contacts for future use and laying here to waste without experiencing the joys of high school and friendship!?”
“I will not give anyone the pleasure of even exchanging looks with Sushi! Let alone share the same classroom as her! And besides I do not need any more contacts, when I gain the Gushita clan leader office the contacts you have now will be mine!”
“Do you really expect that my contacts are enough for you? Be a Gushita, Yurito, you are the heir to a notorious information gathering family and the amount of contacts we have the easier it would be to infiltrate or succeed in our mission! If I did not have Amrita I would have nobody else to train you other than myself, and since I am always so busy I would never have the time!”
Yurito was about to throw another comeback to his father when Sushi forced her way down his arms, something she would not regularly do, “S-Sushi, where are you going?” he asked as she made her way to the exit.
He was given nothing other than Sushi placing her hands inside her jacket’s pockets and a small sound of “Hmph…” the sound of the door closing was quite loud for such a quiet person.
The silence that had overcome the room was broken by Kirimaru, “Now look what you did, don’t you see that Sushi wants to experience the life outside of the Gushita compound? Did you not see her happiness when she had gone out and into the city?”
Silent, Yurito fumed, “Sushi does not need to be anywhere but with me!” he stomped out of the room not forgetting to throw a knife at his father of which the man caught by its handle. Catching up to Sushi was not hard because she didn’t like to run when it was unnecessary, “Sushi, can I talk with you?” Yurito asked taking a hold of her shoulder.
Sushi turned brushing her bangs away from her face showing her lemon eyes, the basic signal that she wanted something and when Yurito saw her right leg shift to the left he knew what it meant, “Fine.” he kneeled down in front of her as Sushi walked to his back and got on top of his shoulders.
Whenever Sushi was mad at Yurito to the point that she wanted to ride on his shoulders, it mean that she was very, very mad. Yurito has to let her do as she pleased, because if he didn't, she would ignore him for a week straight. Sushi liked riding his shoulders when she was angry at him because it was a way of showing him that at times, Yurito was not always on top of everybody.
Yurito grunted as he stood up and started to walk around, although he never apologized whenever he made her angry he still was sorry, “I really hate it when you ride my shoulders, it’s degrading.” Placing her hands on top of Yurito’s head, Sushi didn’t speak; showing that she was still mad.
He walked around the big mansion for almost an hour and it was quite merciful since one time Sushi had not let him stop for six hours because Yurito had snuck peanut butter in her dessert.
The next morning after that day, Sushi awoke to the small sound of the breeze passing by their home. Judging by the sun’s position, it was six in the morning. It was the day Sushi would experience going to school for the first time in her life, and she was quite happy because she was able to do it with Yurito.
She had been home schooled since the time she ever learned how to read and she couldn’t wait to experience the real thing, and as she took some clothes to change. Sushi hurried into her bathroom to start herself a bath.
White baggy knee shorts, a white jacket, and sneakers covered Sushi’s small frame when she had emerged from the bathroom. For safety precautions, she took two pistols and extra ammo from her closet to hide inside her clothes. You were never too cautious.
When Sushi arrived inside the dining room, she saw Kirimaru and Lanora already sitting in their places. Kirimaru looked somehow pale and sick from the morning's early coming, and his wife looked fresh as a daisy. She took her place on the table, her presence enough to say ‘Good morning’.
His eyes trying to focus on his newspaper, Kirimaru said, “Good morning, Sushi…” his eyes were drooping and Sushi wondered if he was even reading anything.
Lanora oberserved how Sushi was staring at the seat right next to her own, it was Yurito's place. Over the years, she had been able to decipher some of the meanings behind her small gestures,“Yurito is still getting ready, Sushi, he had mentioned something about getting ready for battle…” The kind woman giggled and continued to cross stitch on a cloth, making a rose garden while waiting for breakfast.
The door slowly slid open as Yurito came in wearing a thin, black, sleeveless jacket, black pants, black sneakers, and a black cap.
He sat down right next to Sushi, “My apologies for being late…” he placed his elbows on the table and sighed, “I was trying to fit in all the knives I could inside my clothes…” as if to prove that he was telling the truth he reached in his jacket and took out four knives snug between his fingers.
Smiling, Lanora added another piece to her sewing, “Yurito, no weapons on the table please.” she knew of Yurito’s dislike to her but did nothing to point it out, and thought that over time it would dissipate.
Yurito frowned at Lanora and hid the knives back into his jacket, he turned to Sushi and saw that she had her hair styled just for the occasion with her red hair braided nicely with bangs on her eyes, “Sushi…” although she did not make a reaction and nor did she turn to look at him Yurito knew that Sushi had heard him, “Hmph…” he reached out to tug at her hair causing the braid to fall down, and putting even more of an effort, Yurito ruffled her hair causing it to turn into a mess.
Lanora and Kirimaru raised an eyebrow at his actions and gave each other glances, both asking what was he doing.
Sushi did not take Yurito’s actions well because in a flash she had taken out one of the guns she had hid inside her jacket, and shot him in the head with a rubber bullet. He fell unconscious onto the floor.with him falling unconscious on the floor. After a while, Amrita came inside with their food in hand.
After eating Kirimaru had prepared them a car that would take them to the school with the one driving them to be Cookie, Yurito was still out like a light and so Sushi had to drag his body inside the car. The red haired girl was excited to try riding in the vehicle since she could barely remember the last time she had used it.
A few minutes after the car had started, Yurito woke up to see Sushi’s eyes glued outside the window of the car seemingly fascinated with how fast the world seemed to run away from her sight, “You did not have to shoot me you know, that was very much not necessary.” he grumble as he sat properly.
Sushi made no move to avert her eyes from the passing scenery and said nothing, ignoring Yurito. For years she had waited for this day, and she had almost given up any grain of hope that she would ever be able to interact with children her age just like a normal teenage girl.
“I made your hair a little messy because you’re already far too pretty to make an effort doing your hair,” these words caused her to look back, Yurito was staring at her, “I don’t want people, especially boys, to look at you and think of you just as I think of you.”
Scooting closer to Yurito she patted his head and gave him a peck on the cheek, Yurito took this as a sign that Sushi forgave him for destroying the hairstyle that she had spent minutes on. Sushi enjoyed the ride to school for as long as it took to get there, while Yurito had the pleasure of caressing her hair.
When they arrived it was indeed a beautiful school filled with children from rich families, Kirimaru was true to his word. Cookie who was dressed up in a tuxedo resembling that of a bodyguard and escorted them to their classroom, he may be disabled but he can still do many things with weaponry. The children made no move to look at them, bodyguards were not particularly a new sight and Sushi had spotted some teens with their own.
Cookie opened a door for Sushi with the sign ‘First Year A-1’ she came inside the classroom first but as Yurito was about to go in his trainer stopped him, “Sorry, Yurito, this is Sushi’s classroom, yours is in Second Year A-1.” Cookie braced himself for the oncoming rage.
Yurito clenched his fists and glared at Cookie, “What do you mean… I remember father saying that Sushi had skipped a grade in order for her to be with I.” he was quieter than Cookie had remembered from his past enraged yelling spree and instead of taking this as a sign of kindness he took it as one of death.
Rubbing the back of his head, he let out a nervous chuckle, “Well you see it seems that Kirimaru was just messing with you in order for you to comply…” Yurito’s glare intensified onto Cookie causing him to sweat, “Y-you wouldn’t want Sushi to be restrained by your super alloy chains of protectiveness preventing her from making any other friend… do you?”
Deciding to let the steam down Yurito sighed, “When I go home I’m going to kill my father a million times over and bury his body under millions of layers of feces and dance on top of his grave singing songs of happiness as I sprinkle glitter on top of everything surrounding the top of his dead body.” Cookie shivered at the strange threat and led Yurito to his classroom which was right above of Sushi’s.
When Yurito had entered his classroom all he saw was a bunch of snobby spoiled rich kids, it made him nauseous to even breathe the same air as them, “Ugh…” he took a seat next to the window in the front row, if it came to such measures he could always jump out of the window to reach Sushi’s classroom faster.
“Hey, you’re in my seat.” a disgusting voice said.
Uninterested, Yurito barely gave him a glance but he knew that it was a kid chewing a piece of gum in his mouth, and so he decided to ignore the unpleasant sight to stare out the window wondering which seat Sushi had picked. Knowing her she would also pick the window seat in the front row, and that would very much work to his advantage.
Suddenly, a foot made its way on top his desk, “Are you deaf or something, Brat!? I said this was my seat!” Yurito was getting irritated by this Neanderthal’s actions, “Give me what I want or I will have my dad get your dad broke!” the annoying piece of goop kicked out his table succeeding in knocking everything on his desk on the floor.
In swift movements Yurito grabbed the boy’s arm, twisted it, and knocked down his legs causing him to fall on the floor, “You’re such nauseating kid, aren’t you mister Spoiled Brat?” when the boy only responded with silent cries to his mother Yurito twisted his arm even further, “Bother me again and I’ll make sure that your arm will be broken by the end of the day.” with that, he let go and went back to his desk that he had fixed.
He didn’t notice that he had created a scene and that all the girls in his class had hearts in their eyes as they gazed lovesick at his posture, his elbow propped up with Yurito’s chin resting on his palm as he looked out the window. With the window open it allowed a small breeze to enter, resulting in it blowing some strands of his hair.
Now it was quite obvious that Yurito was quite the looker but he had never paid attention to his looks and instead focused on training, and also he had never noticed that was the day that his own special fan club had developed.
Meanwhile, directly below Yurito was Sushi, and indeed she had chosen the same seat Yurito had chosen. She was wondering where his classroom was, when a figure created a shadow at her desk. It was a boy and if she had to judge, he was handsome in a way.
Smiling charmingly, he said, “Hi, my name is Fredrick my friends call me Fred… what’s your name?” She just stared at him though her red bangs, “Well then why don’t I give you a name myself, my beautiful Rose?” he reached out to touch her hair, “With your astonishing red hair it just reminded me of the rarest of roses only seen in the—“the next this he knew he was on the floor feeling excruciating pain.
Sushi had jumped on top of her desk to properly give him an axe kick to the head and gave him a strong round house.
Upstairs Yurito had heard the noise and panicked, he looked around to see if anyone was watching and jumped out the window grabbing a hold of the bottom rims and accidentally gave Fredrick a flying kick in the stomach. All of this happened in a flash that the rest of the students did not notice anything until ‘Prince Charming’ was on the floor.
Noticing Yurito’s presence, Sushi ran behind him and held his uniform, “Who is that…” he said confused, he didn’t mean to kick anybody and looked at Sushi for information.
She held a strand of her cherry red hair and glanced at Fredrick who was still on the floor giving Yurito enough information.
This just added another wrong ingredient to Yurito’s bad day, “You dared to touch her!” with that, Fredrick was given another kick causing him to start crying.
The door opened and the teacher came in shocked to see such a sight, “What happened here!?” she yelled.
Yurito had Sushi in his arms and pointed at Fredrick, “This guy assaulted Sushi!” it was the truth but very much exaggerated.
“I-I’m going to get him to the nurse’s office… after that he will go to the principal…”
When the teacher had left the room, Yurito held Sushi’s face in his hands and brushed away her red bangs, “Are you alright?” he asked but already knew the answer, she was more than fine. He gave her a hug and growled at the thought of Fredrick, “I wish I had given that guy more than just two kicks!” he felt a tug on his sleeve and looked down at Sushi who looked at the crowd that they had attracted, “What?” he glared and they quickly went back to their previous activities.
Sushi pointed at the window, telling him to go back to his classroom, she was already uncomfortable with being without Yurito and she didn’t want it to become worse with the attention. All she wanted was comfortable time learning until recess so she could go into Yurito’s classroom, which she just found out was directly have hers.
His teacher should have already arrived by now and so with reluctance, he nodded, “Fine… when it’s already break time I’m going to come back and check on you.” he looked at her classmates to see them avoiding his gaze and jumped out the window to climb back up to his room.
Indeed his teacher was already there and he sat back on his desk, “Mister… uh…” he looked at his papers, “Gushita, where have you been… and how did you get there?”
He brought up a confused look, “What do you mean sir? I’ve been here since the start of class…”
“What? But you seat was…. never mind…”
With that it was the start of normal school, one that Yurito seriously despised. He spent the whole time worrying and wondering what Sushi was doing.
Downstairs, Sushi’s class had yet to start due to the absence of her teacher and she was forced to spend the rest of the time listening to that students' whispers.
“Her boyfriend’s scary!” a dude said.
“I was planning on hitting on her but then with that guy around I think I should not!” another said.
“Wow she’s lucky, I would’ve wanted that hot dude to be mine…” a girl said.
And it continued to be like this for a long time until the teacher had come back.
Sushi was not enjoying her time at the moment and she wanted Yurito, to hug him for comfort and shoot him for bringing her into this ridiculous mess. All Sushi wanted was a normal time in class but what he gave her was a big first impression, how was she going to make some friends now?
Letting out a silent sight she lied down on her desk, Sushi couldn’t wait for recess so that she could be in Yurito’s comfortable and familiar presence. Everyone around were all strangers, and she didn’t do well with strangers.
She wanted Yurito, now.
Finally after a long time of waiting, recess was here. In a flash, Yurito had popped inside her classroom through the window unnoticed, "Where did he come from a guy asked pointing at him.
Another shrugged, “I don’t know, I didn’t hear the door open or anything.”
The guy stared at Yurito with wide eyes, “Dude, do you think he’s a ninja?”
Yurito ignored their gossiping and stood in front of Sushi’s desk, “How is your class so far, no one bothering you?”
Sushi glared at him through her red bangs, because of him she was miserable for the first two periods, “Hmph.” she looked away from Yurito as not to give him the pleasure of talking to her eye to eye.
He bent down with his elbows on her table, “What did I do wrong this time?” when she refused to look at him he brought his hand to her chin and, with a little strength, forced Sushi to look, “What’s with this childish tantrum?” Yurito asked glaring at her.
In the background girls sighed as they watched their interactions, “They’re so sweet!”
The other nodded, “But the words they exchange with each other is a little harsh, don’t you think?”
“Oh hush it’s what they call playful words… It’s romantic!”
She glared back at him as he let go of her chin, “Hmph!” Sushi looked away and reached out from under her desk to take her math book, and looked at Yurito. It was obvious that she was not in the greatest of moods.
He raised his eyebrow and took the book in his hands when she handed it to him, “Don’t tell me you want me to do your math homework for you…” when she continued to stare at him he sighed, “How about I teach you how to do your math and you do it yourself?” he took her silence as a yes, “Okay then… so your still learning the basic stuff…”
The whole recess had went on like this, with Yurito helping Sushi with her math as she ate the sweet snacks that she had packed in her bag.
Pointing at the examples that he had made Yurito said, “And so you transfer 2X to its real partner 5X while you make the others without the X go with each other…” he watched as she bit on a bagel filled with cream, “You’re still clumsy as ever… I remember the time I first met you and you ate all of our ice creams, and you had the most messy face.”
Again she glared at Yurito and looked away to concentrate on her sweet delicious bagel, “Hmph…”
“Ha, the only things that had changed is that you have grown more stubborn and bold, you clutz,” he wiped the cream that had somehow gotten on the tip of her nose, “How in the world did that cream end up here?” and licked it from his finger, “Hmph, I’m still not quite a fan of sweetness.”
A couple of girls were still eavesdropping on this situation and most of them were screaming with glee, “Oh that was like straight out of a romance novel!”
“She is SO lucky, I wish that was me!”
The girl, who had pointed out their harsh words towards each other, although Sushi didn’t speak, said, “But she doesn’t look like she is enjoying it at all, they kind of don’t look like a couple to me…
“You just don’t know what this kind of thing is!”
The bell rung signaling the end of recess and Sushi lied down on her desk, a sign that she was relieved that Yurito was going to leave her presence.
The door banged open to reveal their teacher, “Okay now stop your yapping it’s time for class to start!”
Some kids gasped and turned their heads to Yurito, all worried that he would get in trouble for staying too long inside the class but he was nowhere to be found, “Where did he go?” the previous guy asked.
“Dude, maybe he really IS a ninja!”
Yurito had returned to his desk via the window and sat down, “Yurito, there you are!” he turned to see a girl with a LOT of make up on, “I made a drawing for you, want to see?” and without even waiting for her answer she dropped a piece of paper that was ripped of a notebook.
He stared at the horrid thing, and yes to most people it would be considered nice but he has seen better, “Okay now that I’ve seen it what do you want?” he asked rudely, the drawing was a girl and a boy prancing around in a meadow of flowers and it sickened him.
A little shocked she um glanced around nervously, “Well um…”
Glaring at her he looked out his window, “So, did you think that by showing me your ‘talent’ that I would miraculously fall in love with you?”
The girl gulped, indeed that was her plan, “Um, no of course no—“ she was interrupted.
“There is more to this life than your lovesick happiness, idiot girl…” Yurito did not make a move to harm her nor did he leave his spot, “Stop being so naïve, this world is not a book filled with your story and it certainly will not have a happy ending if you keep bothering me.”
Embarrassed and flushed with anger the gaudy girl left his desk to sob on hers, leaving her drawing for him to see. Picking it up he walked towards her, she looked up in hope thinking that her pity plan had world, “I forgive you for being so rude to me—“ she stopped when he passed by to rip the drawing to shreds and throw it near the trashcan which was right behind her.
He turned to her with an impassive expression, “Who said I wanted your forgiveness?” he said and went back.
Her embarrassment and anger had doubled and she did nothing to do about it but cry on her desk, blaming the world for her problems like a sad little teenage girl, “Man that guy is so cool.” a boy said.
“I wish I was like him…”
Sitting back on his desk Yurito went back to his lonesome brooding, waiting for lunch time to come.
As he listened to the teacher, his thoughts were somewhat different from the history of Japan. This was the first day of school and yet he was not enjoying it the least, the whole place was filled with boneheads that did not understand the meaning of pain. They all held on to their mummies and daddies for help when they want something, and they will never know what it felt like to work for their own.
Time passed by and to each lesson he wrote notes to remember it all, lunch time was already upon us but Yurito felt like walking around the school for a while. Considering Sushi’s bad mood last recess he guessed that it wouldn’t be a good idea to see her right now, and now that he had shown his appearance Yurito was sure that no one, especially boys, would approach her.
The whole school building was very huge and its architecture was incredible, Yurito was impressed but it is to be expected since after all it was a school funded by the richest of parents for their snobbiest of kids. After a long time wandering around endless halls and memorizing his surroundings, he got tired of the sight and wanted to find some green.
Good things that there were mini billboards that held maps on every floor, it was needed to to the size of the school. There was a beautiful garden in the premises and Yurito wondered how Sushi would like it, he was sure that she would spend hours in this garden if she knew about it. Thinking about her, he thought that she would not move an inch from her spot, and sighed.
Just as he was passing by another bush of white roses right next to a window from the school building he heard something falling, and out of reflex he jumped out of its very possible landing spot to avoid danger and possible death. The countless ambushes from Cookie and Amrita taught him this.
A silent thump could be heard and Yurito looked at what had fallen down, it was Sushi, “What are you doing here?” Sushi stood up and brushed her clothes and glared at him once more, and ran to him for a hug, “Were you not angry at me before? “He asked confused.
Sushi just tightened her hug and buried her face into his chest, she was still so short.
Yurito sighed and returned her hug, “First you don’t want me to be near you in anyway and then now you want me as close as possible, I can’t understand you.” he tapped her shoulder and pointed at the far end of the garden, “Look over there, many flowers right?” he saw the sparkle in her eyes as she nodded, “Go get your lunch and lets meet over there to eat.” in a flash she was gone climbing up the walls to get to the window of her classroom that she had previously fallen from.
He smirked at her rush to eat surrounded by plant life as Yurito went back to his classroom thinking about the cameras that were stationed around the whole school for protection, he had nothing to worry about and he can do as many stunts as he wanted because the ones behind the cameras were members of the Gushita family. He had talked to his father last night about the school, and turns out it was owned by his family.
He arrived at his classroom by window, he looked around to see if anyone was looking, went inside the room, and looked through his bag for the black lunch box that Amrita had packed him. Amrita was not only their trainer she was their chef along with Cookie, and their cooking was quite great.
Taking another look at his classmates to see where their gazes were directed he jumped out the window and climbed down a couple of ledges before fully jumping down when he reached the third floor. The first thing Yurito saw when he landed was Sushi’s impatient figure.
“Okay, okay, I’m here already…” with that Sushi ran off to the place that he had found with him trailing after her, “What did Amrita cook you?” he asked.
Sushi opened her white box and showed him rolled eggs, rice, and saucy pork, “Hm!” it was a sound she made when she was pleased about something, and she was very much pleased at the second white box that Amrita had snuck in her bag that was filled with sweet cake with the flavor of blueberry.
Amrita knew that Yurito didn’t really like anything sweet and preferred many healthy foods, and so she packed him vegetables and sushi.
As Yurito ate the sushi, Sushi stared at the food she was named after and this stare was obviously noticed, “What, it’s not you so I can eat it,” he took another bite, “It’s not cannibalism.”
Slowly, she ate her food all the while looking at the poor sushi that had the displeasure of ending up with the teenage boy, “Hmph…”
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