When Baji introduced his cousin who came from America to the gang, everyone was rather surprised to find out that this cousin is like Baji 2.0, a female version of the 1st Division Captain.
However, what made everyone's jaw dropped is how she noncha...
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"Nope....Still don't care. Try again tomorrow."
───────Mikey's eyes sparkled like polished marbles at the mention of food, his enthusiasm infectious as the other boys shifted their attention to the red bag in Baji's hand, practically drooling as if it were a chest of hidden treasure. The way they leaned in, a mixture of hope and desperation etched on their faces, was almost comical.
Of course, not everyone was swept up in the chocolate craze──take Mucho and Sanzu, for instance, whose disinterest hung heavy in the air like a thick fog. Mitsuya merely chuckled, shaking his head, the corners of his mouth twitching as if he was in on a joke the others hadn't quite caught onto yet.
"What's so fucking special about it!?" Peh-yan's loud voice boomed through the small gathering, his brows knitted together in confusion as he squinted at the chocolates Keisuke had handed over, as if inspecting a bizarre alien artifact.
The chocolates, gleaming in their red metallic foil, looked like they had just been plucked from the heart of a volcano, their shiny wrappers reflecting the boys' eager expressions.
Souya received a piece too, along with everyone else, courtesy of Keisuke, who was bragging nonstop, his voice a constant stream of self-congratulation.
Furrowing his eyebrows, Souya stared at the red metallic foil, a distant memory flitting through his mind like a moth drawn to light. A girl with fiery red flashed before him. He could picture her, though her features remained frustratingly vague, it looks identical to Baji Keisuke──she wore a mask and a wide-brimmed hat, but that bold splash of red from the chocolate wrapper made his heart race, reminiscent of the way her hair shimmered like flames under the sun.
Raising the chocolate from his palm, Souya turned it over, surprise flooding his senses as he caught sight of the gold lettering glinting like a treasure in the dark.
"What's this?" Souya asked bluntly, squinting at the elegant script, intrigued.
"Eh? Somethin' wrong, Angry?" Nahoya chimed in, a playful grin spreading across his face as he noticed his younger twin's puzzled expression.
"There's a word written on the wrapper," Souya replied with a nonchalant shrug, glancing sideways at his twin brother, whose curiosity was now piqued.
Nahoya raised an eyebrow, his amusement growing, "Hm? What is it?"
"I don't know," Souya replied, his annoyance surfacing like a stubborn weed in a well-manicured garden.
