✶ chapter ten

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𝙵𝙾𝚁𝚃⠀⠀⠀⠀✶⠀⠀⠀⠀──͏⠀⠀⠀⠀𝗡𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧.

oox: his doom!
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Vela's gaze was soft but proud as he watched Mitsuki stride quietly beside him through the bustling streets of Konohagakure. The noise of the crowd and the colorful lights of the shops created a vibrant backdrop, but for Vela, the real focus was Mitsuki's beaming face.

"I'm really proud of you," Vela said, his voice carrying the weight of genuine admiration. The semifinal match had been intense, and despite the exhaustion evident in Mitsuki's posture, his spirit was uncrushed. Tomorrow would bring the final round; a spectacle Vela knew would be unforgettable.

Mitsuki's eyes were on the ground, watching the uneven pavement as they walked. He glanced up, a hint of insecurity in his eyes. "Even if I didn't win?"

Vela chuckled softly; a sound filled with warmth. "Don't test my waters, Mitsuki," he said, the corner of his mouth curling into a mischievous grin. He shot a playful wink at his brother. "I know what you did."

Caught off guard, Mitsuki's cheeks flushed slightly. He glanced away, his embarrassment mingling with a shy smile. It was clear Vela had seen through his attempts at concealment, his subtle tactics and strategies not escaping his older brother's notice.

Vela's attention shifted momentarily as they approached a fast-food chain, its neon sign flickering invitingly. "Hey," he said, his tone light and casual, "want to have ramen for dinner?"

Mitsuki's smile widened, and he nodded eagerly, the initial anxiety melting away into excitement. The simple joy of sharing a meal with Vela was more comforting than any victory could be.

Later that night, after they'd enjoyed their dinner and Vela had settled Mitsuki into bed, Vela stepped out onto the balcony of their modest apartment. The crisp night air was a welcome change from the warmth of the restaurant.

He leaned against the railing, his eyes tracing the shimmering lights of the village below. Children's laughter and distant conversations drifted up to him, painting a picture of life continuing its vibrant dance below.

With a thoughtful sigh, Vela reached for his e-vape, drawing a slow, deliberate inhale. The thin wisps of smoke curled and swirled around him, mingling with the cool night air. He exhaled, watching the smoke dissipate into the darkness, a solitary figure lost in his contemplations.

In these moments, Vela found solace. The world below was a blend of familiar chaos and tranquility, and as he took another drag, he felt the weight of his responsibilities ease, if only for a little while.


















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