A Little Crazy | Jyugo x Reader [NANBAKA]

Chapter 26 - New Friend?

Made 7/29-30/2021

Pickup Line Of The Day: I’m really glad I just bought life insurance, because when I saw you, my heart stopped.

Random Fact Of The Day: During World War II, Americans tried to train bats to drop bombs.

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"Guess I should've picked a better hiding spot." Jyugo scratched the back of his head, looking down.

You stretched your fingers in your now-bandaged hand, gazing over at him.

"Haha. I guess you're right." You smiled, laughing about the situation.

He was relieved you weren't angry with him, laughing along with you. It was a sweet moment, despite the pulsing pain in your hands. Your heart thrummed gently in your chest, warmth enveloping you all the way to your fingertips.

"They look just like us when we were younger, Okina. Too bad you're still alive enough to crush my dreams." Kazari walked over, taking a second to glance at Okina and back to you two.

"We- what?" You looked at Jyugo and then at Kazari, immensely confused.

Hah, no.

"What does that mean?" Jyugo whispered to you, even more confused than you were.

"Don't worry about it."

"Are you sure? I wanna know."

"No, you don't need to."

"Why not?"

"Because you wouldn't get it."

"Yes, I would."

"No, you wouldn't." You flicked him on the forehead, his stupidity radiating from him like a heat wave.

"Hmph." He frowned, desperately trying to understand Kazari.

You mentally sighed, looking away from him towards the ground.

"Oh, you're right, Kazari. I must say though, her taste is disheartening. He's not much to look at, but at least it's not the brat who thinks he's handsome." Kiji popped around the corner, and you both fell off the bench in surprise.

"We're not like that!" You and Jyugo scooted away from each other after getting up from the ground.

"Yeah, that's what we said too, but here we are. I'm waiting for this old hag to die." Kazari strutted away, waving her hand behind her as a goodbye.

You both stared at each other, not sure what to think. Both of your cheeks flared bright red, hearts hammering in your chests. Abruptly, you looked away from him and he did the same, scratching his cheek with his finger.

Why'd she have to go say something like that?

"Hey. . . " Zakuro walked into the hospital ward, looking at you and back to the floor.

You faced him, thinking for a second before patting the spot next to you on the bench. He placed his clammy hands together, taking a seat.

"What's up?" You smiled at him, and he frowned even deeper, playing with his fingers.

You didn't hold any grudges against him. He was like a lost, abused, child to you, and you wanted to help him. You and him didn't have the greatest background, but it would be okay.