Chapter 29 [Egg Rolls]

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You

"Scaramouche, over here, over here!"

Scaramouche

"Woah!"

The man standing behind the food stall, like everyone else in Inazuma City, was speechless. Too frightened to say anything, too frightened to act.

Scaramouche

"Everything's so... Pink."

"Hey! You!"

Murakami (Street Food Vendor)

"... Me?..."

As you and Scaramouche approached his food stall, he asked, pointing to himself.

Scaramouche

"Do these trees have some sort of meaning?"

Murakami

"Uh... No?..."

Scaramouche

"Great! So it wouldn't mean anything if we destroyed them, right?"

Murakami

"No! Don't destroy this island!..."

"I've heard about you two... The Balladeer and his sidekick."

You

"Ah! I'm the sidekick?!"

Scaramouche

"Haha! N/N's the sidekick!"

You

"Tsk... If people are gonna make note of us, they should see us as partners in crime, not a criminal and a sidekick."

Murakami

"The... The police station isn't too far from this island. They will be here soon."

You

"And you think that intimidates us?"

Scaramouche

"... Honestly, I don't see what we did wrong."

You

"Right? We're just going on an evening date."

You leaned against the stall, your hand on the lower portion of Scaramouche's waist, and your arm curled around his back. He was puzzled and didn't know where to put his hands; he considered holding onto you but was too embarrassed at the time.

y/n has rizz frl ๐Ÿ˜˜

Scaramouche

"Evening date?!"

You

"Yes! That's right. So, what... 'Street Food' do you have to offer to us?"

Murakami

"Oh... It's food you want?..."

You

"Obviously."

Scaramouche shut himself up, he didn't know what to do with your careless hand on his waist. It was the only thing he focused on. He was less concerned about the food and more concerned about how warm and red his face had become.

Murakami

"I don't have anything special, it's just street food really..."

Murakami carefully searched his food stall for all the different types of street food he'd prepared.

Murakami

"I have some egg rolls here... Oh, and sakura mochi..."

You

"Sound's fancy. What do you think, Scaramouche?"

Scaramouche

"Huh?!"

He replied immediately, snapping back to reality after a long period of spacing out.

i wonder what he was thinking about ๐Ÿ˜

Scaramouche

"Oh, I..."

"What were the foods again?"

Murakami focused his eyes on his unusually rosy face.

Murakami

"Egg rolls and sakura mochi. I-I have more in the back, let me-"

Scaramouche

"We'll take them! They sound good!"

Murakami

"..."

You

"Oh! Well, if that's what Scaramouche likes, then I like it too."

Murakami set them on the counter of his stall, and you grabbed them as you walked away with Scaramouche.

Scaramouche was far too embarrassed to say anything, so he merely walked beside you, holding your hand. You had sakura mochi and an egg roll wrapped in transparent plastic in your other hand.

You

"Over here, does this spot seem good?"

He nodded quickly.

You sat down beneath a sakura tree, the petals of which fell on his head. You wore his hat and imitated his harsh attitude, which made the two of you laugh while you ate your plain street food.

You

"Haha, 'They'll be here soon', my ass. They're all busy repairing the mess we made."

Scaramouche

"Do you think he's planning something?"

You

"Hm?"

Scaramouche

"That street food vendor. He looks like he's up to no good."

You

"Really? He looks too scared to act."

Scaramouche

"Hm... Well, even so, any of his plans would be ineffective."

You

"Street food isn't half bad. I'll learn how to make it back home."

Scaramouche

"It's quite... Sweet."

You

"The mochi?"

Scaramouche

"Mhm."

You

"I mean... It's supposed to be sweet, yeah?"

A raindrop landed on Scaramouche's nose. More began to fall as he gazed up into the sky. 

It was raining.

Pretty badly, too.

You

"Oh..."

Scaramouche

"Aww man... I just showered."

You

"Scara, come here."

He was surprised by the nickname you gave him; the nickname was spoken mistakenly. He didn't move as a result of overthinking it.

Since he didn't move, you repeated the same thing you did before, drawing him close to you with your hand somewhere around his torso. You thought it was hilarious since you were wearing his hat and using it as an umbrella. 

You two shared it, sitting on the grass together beneath the same tree.

Raiden

"There!"

Kujuo Sara

"You two... How dare you appear in this area once again!"

You were tempted to ridicule Kujuo Sara but then realized that you couldn't speak anymore to hide your identity.

Scaramouche

"Aww, but we're citizens of Inazuma with rights!"

Raiden

"Your rights as a citizen were never valid. Sara!"

Sara

"Yes, my lady."

Sara, as dedicated as she is, went straight for both of you. You returned Scaramouche's hat since he was the only one who was truly used to its weight. They had you cornered at the short cliff's brink. 

You peered at your boat, which was being demolished by Tenryou Commission soldiers.

You

"My boat..."

You spoke as softly as you could. You couldn't let your voice reach Raiden or Sara since they'd immediately identify you right on the spot.

Raiden

"That's correct. There is no method for you to resort to, your boat has sunk. Give up, and turn yourselves in."

Side by side, you evaded all of Sara's arrows and plunged right off the cliff.

You

"I chose to go to this island for a reason."

Raiden

"Where have they gone?!"

Kujuo Sara

"Off the cliff, my lady!"

The waverider checkpoint was the "reason" you previously mentioned. You were aware that if the Tenryou Commission and the Raiden Shogun discovered you, your boat would be destroyed, thus using a new waverider was your plan B. 

Scaramouche was already deploying the waverider to get away when Raiden and Sara peeked over the edge to see what had happened when you jumped off. You were recklessly following behind by hanging to the top of it.

Kujuo Sara, frustrated, kicked a sakura tree down. They let you go once more.

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You

"Kazuha! We're home!"

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"Kazuha?"

You finally made it home after a long march through the mud and rain. Scaramouche couldn't take the filth and desired to strip naked right then and there to get rid of the unpleasant sensation of soaking clothes on his skin.

he should do it tbh ๐Ÿซฃ

Scaramouche

"... Maybe he's asleep. It's twelve in the morning after all."

You

"No, no, Scara- Shh... I hear voices."

Scaramouche

There's that nickname again... "What's with that nickna-"

You

"Shh!"

You had a concerned expression as you covered his lips with your hand. You slowly removed your hand and began making your way to Kazuha's room. He wasn't sleeping.

he was up face timing his silly boyfriend (gorou) ๐Ÿ˜˜

He was surprised when you banged his door open. Kazuha's window was open, and there were two other people in his room.

You

"Oh Kazuha, you little shit! I should've expected this-"

Scaramouche

"You've done it this time. What did I tell you, Y/N?! We shouldn't have brought him in or trusted him in the first place!"

You and Scaramouche were furious and way too stressed at the time, intending to behead Kazuha and the two other people in his room.

???

"Ah! I saw N/N's face! I'm such a big fan!"

An enormous, muscular man sitting on Kazuha's bed leaped off and hung on tight to your leg.

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