Inuoka and Shibayama were standing at their usual post, hands folded in front of them, eyes trained on the crowd ahead, waiting for something to come up. They hadn't had any action for the past week and they were starting to get a bit antsy
"Oh, heads up," Inuoka muttered, glancing towards Shibayama before nodding toward the approaching duo with the money cart once he had met Inuoka's eyes.
Shibayama raised an eyebrow and checked his watch. It was a little early and he didn't recognize these two, so it was pretty suspicious right off the bat. He glanced over at Inuoka to see if he had also noticed these details, but the eager young man seemed unfazed. He wore a bright smile, as if he was delighted to greet them.
So, Shibayama sighed and shook his head, deciding against it. He was new anyway, so not recognizing these guys was probably on him for being at the Nekoma for only a few months. He would let this slide.
As they approached, he and Inuoka stepped to the side, so that they could get through, but instead of taking out their security card, swiping it and entering through the door, the shorter one stopped and let go of the cart with a frown.
"I forgot my card," he uttered, patting down his sides frantically.
The other stopped and turned to look at him in disbelief. "You what?"
"I forgot my card," he repeated with a groan, closing his eyes in embarrassment. "I must have left it-"
"Why would you do that?" yelled the taller one, throwing his hands in the air.
The other shrugged, shaking his head as he held his hands out, palm up in surrender. "I don't know! I'm so sorry!"
"How could you forget it? Are you that stupid?"
"You're calling me stupid? That hat is stupid!"
"Why you-"
Shibayama and Inuoka's eyes were practically bulging out of their head at these two, the both of them looking back and forth at each other, unsure what to do because now they were causing a scene. The smaller guard had his hands up and the one with a hat was rolling up his sleeves, the both of them yelling at each other and causing people to stop and stare.
"Guys, hey guys!" Shibayama managed to get out, frantically stepping forward to try and diffuse the two, "H-hey, guys!"
Inuoka blinked before shaking his head and also jumping into action, standing alongside Shibayama and holding out his arm, blocking the hat guy from doing anything to the other guy.
"Guys, we can just-" Inuoka tried, "-we can just-"
"How could you forget a card? It's strapped onto you!"
"I don't know! But I don't see you pulling out your card and using it!"
"This is about you and your problem!"
"YOU BI-"
"GUYS!" Inuoka shouted, looking more embarrassed than angry. He glanced back and forth between them, "Just..just calm down, we can open the door." He pointed to the card hanging from his front shirt pocket.
Shibayama nodded, "Yeah, please just, keep it down. We don't want a scene." He glanced nervously at the small crowd that had formed at the sound of loud yelling, nosey gamblers who wanted to see what was up.
The two cart dealers looked at each other before visibly relaxing. They nodded and sighed, one of them fixing his hat and rolling his sleeves back down, and the other walked back to the cart, the both of them muttering under their breaths about how they were sorry.
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Karasuno's 12
Hayran KurguDaichi Sawamura is a man of action. After 24 hours into his parole, he already has thought of a plan for his next big gig. Robbing three casinos in Las Vegas. He only has three rules: Don't hurt anybody. Don't steal from people who don't deserve it...