The upcoming picture is from manga creator game and can be played in rinmarugames.com. I'll be putting more pictures like these on the future chapters.
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Instead of attending their class per usual, Kuro and Inoue was given a special school break. They were shoven back outside and told them to clean their mess by Eren Jaeger. Armin Arlet promised to give them copies of their new lessons. Mikasa Ackerman vowed to cut their napes open with her cutter if they went back inside without finishing the job.
Of course, Mikasa was the most convincing one.
Snickers from their classmates, they were left with no other choice. They started cleaning their mess starting from the previous to the latest.
Mutters of curses can be heard on the sidewalks. Some pedestrians looking at them oddly as though they were some hunchback creatures in Notre Dame. A parent even shooed their children away near the two, simply because their expressions seems that they're about to take up bloody murder in their hands with mere crumpled papers and broken pencils.
Twenty minutes has passed and their progress came up to the school grounds, but Inoue was the one who only cleaned up the mess, apparently, because she's the one who created the mess. Kuro eyed the mumbling Inoue, grinning widely.
"Now that I remembered, you're the one who had more tricks up your sleeve~"
Without pausing from sweeping her home-made paper bullets off the dustless floor, Inoue grumbled.
"So what are you insinuating, homo?"
"I'm insinu-something that.... even with your smarty-pansiness schmut--"
Grinning widely as his charming smile, Kuro emphasized his words in a sing-song manner.
"I. Out. Smart. You~"
The broom was smacked hard on the tree where Kuro leaned on before he could even react.
With the darkness shrouding down to her freckles and the light scurried away from her hazelnut eyes, Inoue almost looked like she was over-towering Kuro despite their obvious height differences. A smile so creepy went into Inoue's intimidating features.
"Well, well, well... getting cocky are you now, eh? Just because you won, eeh?"
Then a few of those paper bullets stuck on the broom fell and tumbled on Kuro's hair. One of his eyes twitched.
"You're not trying to annoy me, right Inoue?~" He raised a hand and grabbed the wooden handle of the broom, pushing it away from his glorious reddish hair. His smirk twitching in annoyance. "You're not right?~"
Resisting against Kuro's sheer force, Inoue gave a quick and hard push again so that the broom was still stuck in place. Inoue smirks wider sending dark aura in her wake.
And bits more of paper bullets dropped on Kuro's hair once more.
"I thought you're a little clever now, homo? For your idiotic sake, of course I'm rubbing you off the wrong way, and I sooo love doing it every freaking day, Geisha."
Now Kuro's grinning, but not the usual. His grin was that of a Cheshire's cat, with his honey eyes widening excitedly for the kill of mouse right in front of her.
With even greater strength, Kuro managed to pushed the broom out of his hair, making Inoue's shoes scratching against the floor backwards.
"You calling me Geisha, shorty spoiled brat??~"
"Are you deaf, Geisha? I said Geisha, you Geish--"
They stopped at the middle of the school grounds, the entrance of the school unfortunately facing the two with half lidded door for an eye. Kuro not being able to push further Inoue back and Inoue not being able to do the same. Their arms slightly quaking and their hands in a vice grip, the broom was squeezed pitifully dropping even a few more paper bullets on Kuro's hair. One miraculously bounced on his lavish eye-lash.
"Say that word again, come on, shorty spoiled brat, say that word again."
Both of them not grinning or smirking any more, their scary faces were few inches close, daring at each other.
"Gei--"
Their light emitting was shadowed by a face, casting their side view to absolute darkness.
Eye-balls appeared.
Glistening just right at the corner of their eyes.
They recoiled in absolute horror.
Only to realize it was their homeroom teacher standing just right in the middle side.
The broom clattered thankfully on the floor.
They touched where their heart was located in their chest, just to ensure it was still healthy and running.
They almost thought they were going to die.
"Forgive me. Did I startle you two?"
They grimly looked at their homeroom teacher. The pale face was reflected by the sunlight, shining like diamond. His silvery sea-blue eyes glinting like gems. And his platinum blonde hair twinkling like real gold.
Basically, his appearance seems to be shining gently, welcoming, friendly in a sight.
So unlike the dark stalking creeping scary face they saw not so long ago...
"N-no... Erwin Sensei..."
"Glad."
Erwin Smith bumped their heads with books in his hands. They flinched.
"Sadly since you two were excused from my class, I suppose giving this to you in person is only proper to ensure you will not missed my lessons even while you are currently learning another one. Also, this is your punishment for not attending my class nonetheless. Please, read them with your heart and soul on the line."
Inoue and Kuro were pouting their lips as those books landed on their hands. A red on for Inoue, and a black one for Kuro. Still grimly looking at their homeroom teacher, they non-verbally nodded. A faint smile crept from Erwin Smith's thin lips.
Somehow, Inoue and Kuro felt something else behind the smile.
"By the way.... have you two finished... cleaning up?"
Not only they're looking grimly at their teacher but also forming their lips into a fine grim nervous line.
Bracing for whatever comes next, they slowly shake their head as a 'no'.
Half a minute has passed.
"I see. Well then, I won't bother you now. You may continue."
Quickly nodding Inoue and Kuro reached down for the broom, simultaneously grabbing them that they both froze.
Looking against eye-to-eye in another form of disdain at each other, they were about to fight for it when they noticed their homeroom teacher not walking further from his stead.
But instead, their teacher Erwin Smith was looking at them from behind.
Gazing.
Staring.
Glaring.
"You're not fighting over there, aren't you....?"
Their hunched backs felt a chill against the hot breeze.
In a speed of light, they were very very very close with each other.
With their arms wrapped around in each others' necks, the two looked at each other with smiling faces on their faces.
"Ahahaha! That's a ridiculous assumption. Are we, Kuro-chii?~"
"Psh! We're not, of course!~ Lookey here, we're so friendly!~ Right~ Inoue-chan?~"
"Absolutely!~"
"Yes, sire!~"
Clasping their free hands together, they popped one of their legs up in unison.
And... winked.
"We're girlfriends~~~❣"
They think they heard someone just face-slapped. It came from the windows of their classroom.
Seemingly convinced, their homeroom teacher proceeded to the building, leaving Inoue and Kuro behind.
Visible cloud of sigh escaped. A breeze of relief swept in their hammering chests.
They turn their gaze toward each other, nose almost touching. Then they stared at each other for a minute. Another minute. Then another one.
They recoiled in complete, utter, and absolute disgust.
"Eww."
The books they just thrown skywards went back down the earth, dropping on their hands as they walked away in opposite directions.
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