hazy || muichiro tokito x oc (kny)

eighteen: insult

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"HIS SMILE IS SO BEAUTIFUL, SHINOBU-SAN!"

shinobu smiles as amata happily kicks her legs after getting her stitches removed. the girl hadn't shut up about muichiro the entire time she was there.

"hear that?! he smiled! the way his eyes crinkle is so cute! i thought i was gonna die when i saw it! and my stomach hurt!" amata screeches. "why does it do that whenever i'm near him!?"

"those were butterflies." shinobu replies.

amata gasps. "there are butterflies in my stomach?!"

shinobu chuckles and shakes her head.

"it's a term for when your stomach flutters from nervousness around the one you like." she says. "hear that? fluttering, like butterflies!"

"oh." amata pouts. she hops off the table before walking to the door. "well, i'm off, shinobu-san! take care! say hi to kanao-san for me!"

"bye-bye!"

amata journeys to the front door and opens it. she gently closes it behind her before making her way back to the dream estate. she happily walks through the warm, sunny breeze that flutters her hair as she journeys down the path. after about an hour, she see's her house in the distance.

and a little black figure by it.

she runs forward, the body of muichiro becoming more apparent. she smiles as she approaches him and she waves at him.

"hello, tokito-san!"

he looks up, and amata notices a small box in his hands. he rises from the rock he was sat on and he extends the box to her.

"your sister reminded me it was white day." he says.

amata smiles excitedly and takes the box happily. she rocks on her feet as muichiro slides past her, his long hair flowing in the wind.

"i'll be off to my mission now. take care." he says.

"good luck, tokito-san!"

amata runs back inside and happily opens the box. he heart flutters and her four pets all crowd around her, watching as she pulls the top off.

she can't help but feel disappointed at the store-bough chocolates.

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"you did what?!" sanemi roars at muichiro. muichiro only blinks as mitsuri wails in horror.

"oh, i can't believe this!" she screams.

"why does it matter?" muichiro asks in genuine confusion.

"storebought!" uzui screams. "storebought! oh, the audacity! horror! anguish!" he wails deeply.

"i didn't have time to redo a homemade recipe a thousand times because i would forget." muichiro shrugs.

"then you should have made time!" sanemi argues. "you should have sat all through the night and perfected them! she would do it for you!"