Servant didn't come home that evening. Or the evening after that.
"Oh my god," Hinata murmurs, curled up against the wall of the coffee shop that night, "He's never coming back. He's grown tired of lugging me around like the dead weight I am and has left me here to die all on my own eaten by Monokumas or something," He rocks on his feet, "Well, at least he didn't tie me up this time or something. . ."
Hinata finds himself missing Servant, or at least missing the way Servant was able to provide for him and keep him safe.
He did manage to grab some non-perishables as a result of a mad dash to an abandoned supermarket and back but he's been a little fearful of going or doing anything else. He desperately wishes to leave Towa City but he's been trying to wait and see if Servant does come back. . .and he doesn't even know how to to start safely getting out of here.
Maybe Servant is caught up somewhere or in danger, because wouldn't Servant have at least said goodbye?
Hinata's heart clenches. What if Servant's in danger? What if he got captured by something. . .Oh goodness gracious, what if he went back to those kids and got in trouble that way?
The brunet lets out a loud groan, grabbing his hacking gun off of the ground and slinging it over his shoulder as he heads towards the exit, readying himself to search for Servant.
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"You have very fluffy hair, Servant-san," Utsugi gushes, "It's cute! It'll be so adorbs when I'm done!"
Servant had found himself sitting at the foot of a bed while Utsugi sits above him, working her fingers through his hair, trying to create a good French braid. She wants to do one on each side but with the current state of Servant's hair it could take a long time.
Servant smiles, staring at the ground. "Thank you, and thank you for taking the time out of your busy day to help improve my unsightly appearance."
"Be quiet!" She huffs, "Of course if you're going to work for us you have to look decent. . .Hey Servant?"
"Mmm?"
"After this, will you make us cookies?"
Servant chuckles slightly. "Utsugi-san, I'm your servant, you don't have to ask me, you can just command me. And certainly, I'll try and figure it out."
". . .Oh, right. Yeah, make cookies!"
"Do the leftovers from the other night not suffice?"
"Make them fresh! Fresh!"
"Your wish is my command."
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"Come on, Servant, where are you?," Hinata mutters as he continues to make his way through the city, "Get back here already. . ."
He clutches tight to his hacking gun, practicing his aim on the occasional Monokuma. Servant wasn't here right now to swoop in and save the day should he need that, so he had to be on his game, right?
"Upupupu. . ."
Hinata whirls around, coming face to face with a Monokuma standing only three feet away from him. He aims right out at the red of his eye and firing. It reels back, getting struck in it's weak spot, falling back and causing a mini explosion.
The brunet lets out a little groan. Why were there so many Monokumas in Towa City? It's just plain old annoying at this point, really.
'Let's see. . .He probably would have tried to head back towards Towa Hills, so I should head in that direction, huh?'
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Saviour
Hayran KurguServant comes across a cold and scared Reserve-Course Survivor and takes an interest in him. Their story progresses from there.