[ Discontinued ] 𝕭𝖑𝖆𝖈𝖐 𝕷𝖆𝖈𝖊

②① - 𝙶𝚊𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐

❛ ━━･❪ ❁ ❫ ･━━ ❜

𝚈/𝚗 𝚂𝚊𝚝𝚘

Gripping lightly on the railing as I walk down, the coarse feeling of the wood while the thin latex strip around my fingers brush against one another, the band aids. I've pricked and cut my fingers with Wakana-kun's tools which was painful yet satisfying in the end since the dress was finished. I am not a sadist.  

Aside from my hands being pricked multiple times, Wakana-kun seems to be comfortable now being alone with Marin. That's a good sign, I wonder how well he would do with other people, Aiyah.. I can't help but feel like a mother bird watching her baby bird spread its wings and soar to the skies, tatakae. 

As I make my way to the kitchen, I stop and stand against the sink, reaching out for the kettle, slowly twisting the top of the faucet. Pouring water in while staring around for the Yuzamashi ₍₁₎ I place the kettle on the burner up to a hundred degrees while placing the Yuzumashi beside the burner along with the tea cups, I look around the kitchen and to just noticed the sorry state it was in. 

It's such a mess, if Wakana-kun's grandfather see's the state his house is in, he would have chewed him till hours. The least should do something good as to repay his grandfather right? Staying over and eating their food while also being a bother. The least I can do is help clean up the mess right?

I sigh softly and started to roll up my sleeves, wrapping my hands around the trash bags and dragging them outside of the place, after piling up the trash bags outside. I look around for the broom, I slide the door softly. Blinking my eyes for a second as my eyes then start to widen to the realization to where I am. It's the shrine with Wakana's grandma and parents. 

I smile softly and started to kneel down in front of the shrine then place my hands together, and closed my eyes for a few minutes. I can only pray that wherever they are, they'll rest peacefully and know that their Wakana has two friends now. 

I bow softly then push myself up, I quickly grab the broom then slam the door shut, Making my way to the kitchen I turn off the burner while staring at the broom. Making sure it was leaning on the wall. Next I pour the boiling water into the Yuzamashi, now that I think about it Todoroki from My Hero Academia was really unfortunate huh. But it did say that he got it from the ice his mother tried to help which resulted to making the scar, which is a frostburn. Oh? I would say spoiler alert but we already went past that, didn't we. 

Watching the water flow into the teacups then turning around once more to stare at the amount of plates stacked up along with the cups. I look back at the tea cups and pour them back into the Yuzamashi then pour it into the Kyusu tea pot ₍₂₎, I stretch my arms out for the bag of tea leaves, I picked up the tea spoon- scooping up tea leaves into the Kyusu tea pot twice.

Finally, pouring the cooled hot water into the Kyusu tea pot, quickly smelling the fragrance of it. I smile to myself and let it steep for a while. Hearing light footsteps,  moving out of the kitchen and stand by the hallway seeing Wakana-kun with his hands in his sleeves. "Hey Wakana-kun! How'd the makeup thing go?" 

"The makeup was a total success Y/n-san- Oh, right, Kitagawa-san also shaved her eyebrows off- It was a bit intimidating.. she did it with no hesitation.." I raise my eyebrow and blink. "Why did she shaved her eyebrows?" I inquire a bit more as he walks towards the counter as I sat down getting a bit comfortable. "Her eyebrows were shaped differently..." He responds while staring at my hands. A few minutes of silence.

"Y-Y/n-san.. your hands.. I-I should have done it by myself.." Raising my eyebrows at his sentence I tilt my head slowly and gave him a reasuring smile. "It's alright Wakana-kun, I'm happy that I helped you.." He takes my hands into his hand and stares at it with a pout as I chuckle. "If you're really sorry, you'll have to give me a treat, preferably lots of snacks Wakana." I joke. 

"Haaaaah.. but doesn't your dad make you desserts though?" I bite the inside of my cheek as he spoke then look back up at him. "But free stuff always taste good!" He places his hand against his face, sliding it down to stare at me, making me laugh. 

He pulls away his hands from mine and looks up at me. "Y/n-san have you ever thought of cosplaying?" I glance back at Wakana-kun then looked up at the ceiling, pondering a bit then faced him. "Well, I wanted to cosplay Yumeko Jabami, Kakegurui." I pause as I watch his expression changes. 

"Compulsive Gambler? Why do you guys watch such things... " I laugh slightly then shake my head softly roll. "Yumeko Jabami is a gambler because she has too much money, Wakana-kun." I say as His face is always, always transparent. Written with so many questions in his face. 

Wakana pours himself a cup of tea then walks back towards me. "Well, I'll search her up in the internet then, maybe I can give it to you as a birthday present?" Darting my gaze up to him as he spoke taking it a while to process what he just said I smile widely and jump up from my seat. "Oh my god, you're actually going to do it?" 

"Mhm, It'll also save me from your tyranny of debt wouldn't it?" I tilt my head at him once again as he laughs. "Ha-aha-ha, Very funny Mr. Gojo" I pour myself some tea as he spoke. "H-hey, Y/n..um.." I look up at Wakana-kun, he seems fidgety and keeps looking away from my gaze and looks around the room, I lean in forward as his face goes in a shade of red. "Hm? What is it Wakana?" "I-..I was..W-well.. won-wondering.. i-if.. you have.. or a.." I glance at the hallway then,

"If I have a? Do you need pills? I'm sure you've always kept them around for gramps didn't you?" He shakes his head and places down his cup. "What? n-no- no? I'm not sick or anything- Y/n-san I was wondering if you have a b-" Marin-san slides into the kitchen. "Bitches?" I completed his sentence for him but  loud footsteps interrupt our conversation. 

Turning my head to look over at Marin-san smiling so widely then doing a little pose and batting her eyelashes at us. "Do I look like Shizuku-tan?.. Do I make a proper sex slave..?" Saying so while having a lovesick gaze at us. 

₍₁₎ ᴛʜᴇ ʏᴜᴢᴀᴍᴀꜱʜɪ ᴏʀ ᴡᴀᴛᴇʀ ᴄᴏᴏʟᴇʀ ɪꜱ ᴀ ᴛᴇᴀ ꜱᴇʀᴠɪᴄᴇ ᴀᴄᴄᴇꜱꜱᴏʀʏ ᴛᴏ ᴀᴅᴊᴜꜱᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀᴛᴇʀ ᴛᴇᴍᴘᴇʀᴀᴛᴜʀᴇ.

₍₂₎ ᴀ ᴋʏᴜꜱᴜ, ꜱᴏᴍᴇᴛɪᴍᴇꜱ ꜱᴘᴇʟʟᴇᴅ ᴋʏᴜᴜꜱᴜ, ɪꜱ ᴀ ᴛʀᴀᴅɪᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ ᴊᴀᴘᴀɴᴇꜱᴇ ᴛᴇᴀᴘᴏᴛ ᴜꜱᴇᴅ ꜰᴏʀ ʙʀᴇᴡɪɴɢ ᴊᴀᴘᴀɴᴇꜱᴇ ɢʀᴇᴇɴ ᴛᴇᴀ.

Does Y/n have bitches?