datsuzoku (n.)
pronunciation: thatza-zoku
definition: An escape from your everyday routine
❝even during my time in hell, shutting up would be the funniest thing you could do during your career as a clown.❞ - [y/n]
rin okumura x reader
comedy, fluff...
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𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙼𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚂𝚊𝚝𝚊𝚗
╚═══════════*.·:·.✧ ✦✧.·:·.*═══════════╝
Somewhere in Assiah
THWACK! Rin, our main character, throws a punch at a platinum-haired boy. As he flies back, his "gang" catches him."Yikes! This guy's nuts! Seriously nuts!"
"He's a demon! let's get outta here!" They said, before speeding off in their black car.
As Rin stepped back, the leaves crunched under his shoe right after hitting the bloodstained ground of dead birds."Tsk, who you callin' a demon! You guys are the real demons here! Rin said as he wiped his bloody nose. Rin sighed as he looked at his injured knuckles, "Aw man, I'm gonna get another lecture."
Rin looked up at the sky with blood trailing down his nose, "What is my problem?"
Ｔｉｍｅｓｋｉｐ >>
"I'M BAAACK!"
"Welcome back. Where've you been?" Yukio, Rin's twin questioned.
Rin brushed off the question, "I'm hungry. Is there any food?"
"Yeah but..."
"Welcome back, Rin. " A monk says.
"Welcome back." Another monk says.
"Hello, Rin. I see you've returned. An overnight trip to the job center? How diligent of you." Fujimoto, Rin's adoptive father, smirks.
"About that... Umm..." Rin says while sweatdropping."
Yukio looks at Rin while giving him a bowl of rice, "I bet you got into another fight, your hurt."
"WHAT! RIN! WHY ARE YOU SO HOTHEADED?! THINK BEFORE YOU RESORT TO VIOLENCE!" Father Fujimoto yelled.
"Ow! You're one to talk!"
"Shame on you! Pass this down to him!"
"Huh? What is this?" Rin questions as he holds a restaurant interview application paper.
"An acquaintance of mine runs a restaurant. He needs an apprentice. If you're interested he'll interview you."
"R-Restaurant! Me!" Rin questioned. "I C-Can't!"
"Why not? You're good at cooking."
"I can't handle a respectable job. Trust me. I know"
"YOU LITTLE BRAT! Without any academic record, you can't be picky!" Father Fujimoto screamed. "As your guardian... It's my responsibility to turn you into a fully functioning member of society!" Father Fujimoto glared at Rin, "Don't you get it?! Someday you have to leave here... and make it on your own!"
