The Body Swap Motive (KomaHina // HinaKoma)

PART 2 - Chapter 7

-Hajime-

     After I finish stuffing my face, I walk over to Kazuichi. It has been a while since we spoke and I thought it would be nice to catch up. Besides, we ARE soul friends after all.

     I tap his shoulder and he spins around, facing me. He shows a look of disgust.

"Ugh, what does a creep like you want?"

     Oh right.

     I completely forgot that I gotta keep a cover. Once it's blown, I'll be tormented for life.

     Of course, before I say anything, Hiyoko comes to the rescue.

"Eww! What's that smell??"

     Everyone in the restaurant looks around. Some sniff the air. Some pinch their nose. Kazuichi forgets my arrival and comments back.

"Jeez, you're right. It totally stinks!"

     Others join in.

"Are you sure it isn't Hiyoko again?"

"It's not me! I just showered last night! It's probably pig-shit over here!"

"Eek! I-I'm sorryyyyy!!"

     At this point, everyone is trying to locate the person stinking up the room. I, personally, don't smell anything out the ordinary.

-Nagito-

     After having that 'discussion' with Kazuichi, I hang around in the kitchen. No one in particular is in there, just a scum like me.

     Minutes pass and soon I hear a ruckus coming from the main dining area. I leave the kitchen to find the class looking for a smell.

     A smell?

     That's weird.

     Suddenly, Chiaki pulls me aside. She whisper-yells to me.

"Nagito! You said you wanted to tell me something earlier, right? No one's listening right now... so is it a good t-"

     She stops herself, making a face. She subtly sniffs the air, pauses, then sniffs me.

"I don't mean to come off as rude, but when was the last time you showered?"

"Not since the whole body-swap thing happened, why? Oh, I smell bad, don't I?"

"Umm, yeah. It's not that great. Wait, why haven't you showered?"

     Is it not obvious?

"Technically that would make us violate each other's privacies, wouldn't it?"

"Oh. Yeah, I guess you're ri-"

"IT'S THE WEIRDO!! THE WEIRDO STINKS!!!"

     We turn around to see Hiyoko pointing at my body, along with the rest of the class scrambling to get as far away from Hajime as possible.

     Chiaki sighs.

"Well, it seems he has the same problem as you."

"No joke."

     We look over again to see Hajime defending himself while failing miserably.

"But, hey, if you're going to be in each other's bodies, you might as well get used to them. Communication is key in situations like this."

     And then she walks away, leaving me helpless.

     Helpless.

Helpless like a tuna in an ocean of sharks.

Helpless like a bear in a bear-baiting match.

Helpless like a reserve course student amongst the ultimates.

Helpless like the trash I am.

In this moment, I feel like that bear.

A/N:

amung os with no brim???
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