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sanctum-of-ramshackle · 1 year

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TWST: Hot Pot/K-BBQ

[Synopsis]: All eight dorms trying Hot Pot/K-BBQ.

[(A/N)]: The family and I went out for Hot Pot during New Year’s Eve in which this idea popped up because I don’t think anyone else thought of this.

[TW]: Some cursing in the HCs and food.

[Edit]: There would be some changes to the writing as I realized there’s some grammatical errors needing to be fixed.

HEARTSLABYUL

Riddle Rosehearts

A first-timer as the concepts of cooking for yourselves at a restaurant is completely foreign to him.

Still new to everything, he probably tried to count how long the food is supposed to cook and/or what to combine which sauces unless there’s a guide to mixing up the franchise’s signature dipping sauce.

Overall he’ll definitely enjoy the experience.

Unless a certain duo ruins the moment.

Trey Clover

Obviously the “unofficial chef” of the group.

Helps orders most of the food for everyone and the other members pitch in for what they want to try.

Has to remind everyone not to forget to eat their vegetables.

He may have more than one dipping sauce from the sauce bar.

Definitely has interesting combinations of food during Hot Pot/K-BBQ.

Cater Diamond

The one who recommended trying out Hot Pot/K-BBQ.

The type who would try out the viral trends involving these kind of eateries like the Meat Strip twirling trend. (Totally did not accidentally flung his strip somewhere at somebody’s face.)

If there’s Hot Pot, he’s ordering the spiciest broth; if there’s K-BBQ, he’s ordering the spiciest marinated meat. Either spicy Bulgolgi or Samgyeopsal.

He takes many pictures and records everything for MagiCam.

Ace Trappola

Most definitely orders more meat/seafood until Trey reminded him to eat his greens.

He would be impatient waiting for the food to be safe to consume.

Would definitely attempt to take one bite of a lettuce wrap. (He almost choked-)

He would fight against Deuce for the last piece of Kobe beef.

Deuce Spade

Would try anything if he likes it or not.

Definitely would order 계란찜 [Gyeran Jjim] [Korean steamed egg] as one of the side dishes.

Planning on taking his mother and grandmother out for Hot Pot/K-BBQ next time.

Would also fight against Ace for the last Kobe beef until Riddle scolded the two.

SAVANACLAW

Leona Kingscholar

We already know this motherfucker hates vegetables so he only orders from the meat section of the menu.

Probably goes to an high-end Hot Pot/K-BBQ restaurant.

Definitely has Ruggie in charge of cooking the food.

Doesn’t really order side dishes.

Ruggie Bucchi

Oh, he hit the jackpot.

He would order something expensive and new because the Savanaclaw Dorm Leader is paying for everything.

Put in charge by Leona to cook the food and also getting the dipping sauces.

If allowed, he’ll ask the waiter/waitress to pack some leftovers so they’re sent to his granny and the other kids back home.

Jack Howl

Actually enjoying the experience.

He’ll order assorted meat and vegetables moderately while also creating his own dipping sauce of his liking.

Waits patiently for the food to be ready to consume.

Would go again, but next time with the First Year gang.

OCTAVINELLE

Azul Ashengrotto

Absolutely coming up with new ideas for the Monstro Lounge while trying out Hot Pot/K-BBQ.

He’ll order whatever he thought would be a new idea as a upcoming concept for the menu back in his business.

If it’s Hot Pot, I can see him ordering a Miso-based broth.

He would absolutely strike up a deal with the restaurant’s owner if they can collaborate with their establishment and the Monstro Lounge.

Jade Leech

One word. Seafood. (Minus any conger eel.)

With Hot Pot, he’ll order some wood ear fungi (plus other assorted mushroom) and let me tell you, they tasted amazing while having a crunchy texture.

With K-BBQ, King Oyster mushrooms (or any available edible fungi) with everything. (Unless he somehow snuck his shrooms in.)

He has patience for the food to be ready to consume.

Floyd Leech

Orders mostly seafood, especially a ton of shrimp related items like Shrimp paste balls, prawns, etc.

Also waits impatiently for his food to be ready.

Has ordered some side dishes to munch on.

He would also try doing one bite of a lettuce wrap. (Not surprisingly, he didn’t choke.)

SCARABIA

Kalim al Asim

Absolutely having a great time trying an experience where you cook food in front of you.

He’s the one asking if the food is ready yet.

Kalim: Is it ready? How about now? What about now?

Has to be careful not to burn himself as he’s basically cooking up close.

Very generous to paying for everything. (Staff members having a pay day.)

Jamil Viper

We already know he’s the “chef” during the experience.

He also has to taste-test the food if there’s no poison or anything lethal to harm Kalim.

Has the best dipping sauce out of everyone in the HCs.

He probably added his own spices in his broth/the meat during K-BBQ.

POMEFIORE

Vil Schöenheit

Last time he went out in public to a Hot Pot/K-BBQ, all franchises of the name were packed with his fans.

Most likely went to a high-end Hot Pot/K-BBQ restaurant like Leona.

He’ll order an herbal-based/a vegetarian broth and more on vegetables than meat.

He would shower three times as this is a downside for this type of meal, every time after you have Hot Pot/K-BBQ, you would reek of smoky barbecue and strong broth smells.

Rook Hunt

He would voluntarily be the “chef” for Vil.

Would likely to ordered something like coagulated pigs blood. (Why? Probably because it reminds him of his favorite food, Liver pâté.) [(A/N): Also don’t be weirded out from this HC because that’s what I grew up eating with whenever I have hot pot.]

He would praise everything. The food, the atmosphere, the service, and the staff members.

He also needs to shower three times because if he decides to roam around doing his “hobby”, it’s better to not let anyone know where he’s hiding.

Epel Felmier

This country boy is having a great time of his life.

Meat is his favorite so he orders a lot of it, but got scolded by Vil to not forget his veggies.

Like Ace and Floyd, he tried to one shot a whole lettuce wrap. (He barely swallowed.)

He tries to not shower as he doesn’t smell anything, but everyone else can so off to the showers he goes. No protests with Vil.

IGNIHYDE

Idia Shroud

We already know this guy is extremely anxious of going outside without the sanctuary of his room, so he used the equivalent of DoorDash to order Hot Pot/K-BBQ.

He’s picky to some of the food, but gets scolded by Ortho for that.

Would have an effective built-in ventilation system to get rid of lingering smells.

Would order again for a Pre-game meal.

Ortho Shroud

He’s just analyzing the food like from the Culinary Event.

Searches interesting facts about Hot Pot and K-BBQ.

Would find recommendations of different franchises.

Scolds his Nii-san for not getting a balanced meal.

DIASOMNIA

Malleus Draconia

Never had Hot Pot/K-BBQ before because…you know. Uninvited and stuff like that.

Had found out from the other Dorm Leaders during their usual meetings and chatted about their times while dining with their dorm mates.

Now he wants to join and luckily found a decent restaurant to try out with the others.

If there is an ice cream bar at the restaurant, he’s down for it.

Lilia Vanrouge

Oh my god, this old fae would have a blast.

You can imagine he’ll order the most oddest choices from the menus. (Like Coagulated pigs blood, pig brains, Gopchang, chicken hearts, etc.) [(A/N): I need to clarify that not all Hot Pot/K-BBQ places have these items I named off of and as a reminder, most of everything I mentioned is what I grew up eating. It’s part of my culture.]

He would have the most smelliest broth for Hot Pot.

Afterwards, he’ll pack some leftovers and would use them for his cooking.

Lilia: Leftovers for the next few days!

Malleus, Silver, & Sebek: *Sweating bullets*

Silver

This sleepy prince would fall asleep while waiting for the food be cooked.

Would order something for his own, even though Lilia insisted on ordering some items. (You already know what bat daddy will get.)

If there’s Hot Pot, I see him getting a something simple like mushroom broth. (Which is an option at a restaurant I went to with the fam.)

I can totally see him having a food coma after the meal.

Sebek Zigvolt

He would try Hot Pot/K-BBQ because Waka-sama also wants to try out the experience. (Fucking simp follower.)

Definitely orders salmon as a start.

Tries to stomach what Lilia offers from his plate.

Needs to shower afterwards if he doesn’t want to reek of barbecue/hot broth during his knightly duties.

Ramshackle ft. Miyeon Choi

MC/Yuu/[Y/N]

Definitely getting their money’s worth because after all they deserve a feast from going through a ton of messed-up shit. (i.e. Overblot cases, NRC students being assholes, etc.)

Also Miyeon is treating them because variants needs to treat each other/themselves.

Just enjoying their meal from assorted meat to seafood to vegetables to interesting fish cakes. (Almost the whole necessary food groups.)

Miyeon would show them some tips and hacks when doing K-BBQ.

Grim

He was mistaken as a wild animal before entering the restaurant.

After the misunderstanding was cleared up, he’s going to gorge himself with so much food.

Also goes crazy with creating his own sauces but MC/Yuu has to stop him from creating a mess at the sauce bar.

He needs to take a bath because the smell got into his fur. (Smelly feline bastard.)

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sidewalkchemistry · 2 years

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Dried Persimmons (Hoshigaki)

For centuries, the Japanese have been making dried persimmons, called hoshigaki, using a traditional method. These chewy, mildly sweet fruits are commonly enjoyed as a tea sweet, particularly with green tea.

At their most basic, hoshigaki are persimmons that are peeled and hung until they shrivel and a natural sugar coating forms on their surface. But there's more to it than that.

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Hoshigaki (from the Japanese terms hoshi, meaning dried, and kaki, persimmon) are dried persimmons, made with a centuries-old technique that’s both incredibly simple and ridiculously labor-intensive. Each persimmon must be peeled, tied, hung, and gently massaged every day for four to six weeks, until they reach the perfect level of dried-yet-pliant texture and darkly sweet, warm spice-y flavor. Over time, the fruit’s natural sugars crystallize into a powdery white skin across its surface, the prized “sugar bloom” that sets hoshigaki apart from more mundane dried fruit...

The investment in time and effort has led some to compare hoshigaki to Kobe beef, which requires ranchers to massage their cattle daily to achieve rich marbling. While the comparison is catchy, in truth, making hoshigaki is a far more accessible process. “Anyone can make it — all you need is access to the fruit, a knife, and some string,” says Rieger. “But it takes an amazing amount of your own personal time, and you cannot cheat the process. So if someone gives you a box, it means they care about you enough to invest a lot of time and effort into your gift.”

#good eats #hoshigaki #gastronomy #persimmons #japanese cuisine #holistic health #holistic healing #vegan #vegetarian #nutritarian #seasonal eating #se: autumn #hachiya persimmons

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kobedivision · 2 months

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Round 4 — Duet Singing!

Contestants: Ren Nakashima & Kureha Koizumi

Divisions: Kobe & Saitama

“Hey, looks like we’re on your favorite part of the pageant now, Ren.”

“Haha, right you are, Angel. I was really excited for this round, mainly because I would be singing with you, it was so much fun working with on making this song.”

“Same here, it was amazing getting to work with you! Plus, it was so cute watching you get all excited and passionate over your work!”

“Cute?”

“A-ah! Sorry! Was that too much?! I didn’t—“

“It’s fine, Angel. Hearing that from you…really makes me happy, please call me that again, *clears throat* well, we should get into it right? Best to not keep our darling audience waiting.”

“Uh, yeah, right. Let’s do this!”

‘Still With You x Love Rain’

Performed By:

Ren “Vox” Nakashima

Kureha “Eclipse” Koizumi

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hotwaterandmilk · 2 months

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Hey quite curious why the X manga was discontinued. It was so good. Always enjoy your collections but the way! Hope next week is better for you!

Aww thank you for the kind words, I'm glad you enjoy seeing what I post. Now look I'll be the first person to say I'm not a dedicated CLAMP fan (I only really feel strongly about Magic Knight Rayearth), but I did read X back in the day and was actually buying Asuka in real time as the chapters started becoming increasingly sporadic.

I realise in retrospect how interesting it was to see the series slowly disappear right before my eyes. I don't think I noticed it at first, but then it sort of got like "oh, still no X huh?" about most issues of Asuka until it ceased appearing completely.

I think the most commonly cited explanation is the one from the group in a 2004 PAFU interview which notes the increasing number of real life disasters occuring (the Great Hanshin-Awaji Earthquake in '95 and the Kobe serial child murders in '97 as specific examples) and the changing social conditions as a result of these disasters making it difficult to for them to continue the series to its conclusion.

Whether this relates to editorial opinions on the appropriateness of the series continuing in that context, or simply a personal decision by the group to step back due to these real life incidents is hard to say for sure.

I think looking at CLAMP's increasing number of discontinued series over the past 20 years you could also argue that perhaps they simply lost steam with X and couldn't or didn't want to bring it to its intended conclusion for whatever reason -- and still don't. But whether this ties into a changing social response to their manga due to IRL isues or is related to something more straightforward like loss of interest, I can't really say.

Readers were truly invested in the series at the time though, that I can say unequivocally -- it was talked about in my online and IRL circles on a frequent basis during that early 00s period.

While it would be amazing to see a continuation of X some day with the 30th anniversary having been and gone & the PREMIUM COLLECTION volumes only having to 18.5, I have my doubts about them ever picking it up again.

So yeah, as I said I'm not a close CLAMP follower or particularly knowledgeable on their series, but that interview is really the only place they've said anything clearly about their reasons for suspending the title to my knowledge. Everything else, well, people will continue to speculate on for decades to come I imagine.

#answers #askbox #ask box #it's almost midnight so this is just me rambling #that interview covers the official reasoning #but i think the phrasing does still leave room for speculation #and let's face it when a popular series sputters to a stop people will speculate #i just never anticipated we'd still be doing it all these years later #i doubt i told you anything you don't already know but hope that helped anyway #thanks for the message :)

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amjustagirl · 2 years

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chapter 3: frost melts in firelight

chapters: 3 / 15 pairing: miya osamu x f! reader genre: romance, angst, fluff, inzarizaki shenanigans wc: 4.3k summary: miya osamu does not dare fire to his heart. it burns anyway.

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You intended to stay away from Miya Osamu even though your stomach traitorously whines for another taste of the onigiris he makes, because they’re honestly downright delicious and you’ve been dreaming of them instead of the factory-made onigiris you’ve been eating at work.

Not because you dislike him. Quite the contrary, really.

You keep well away because you know it wouldn’t end well for you if you foolishly let yourself be pulled into his orbit. The truth is you’re unaccustomed to people, let alone handsome men with crinkles at the corner of dark eyes that telegraph a lifetime of smiles. You know for certain that you will fall hard and fast if you do not keep your heart carefully frozen, locked away in the icy tundra of your heart, and there’s nothing to cushion the fall. Gravity will drag you down because you’re just you - a wholly uninteresting thirty something year old with hardly anything to show for the number of years you’ve accumulated, and he’s a thriving business owner who’s brave and quietly funny and ambitious.

But though you stay away, fate obviously has other plans for you.

Because your rice cooker breaks down, damnit.

You stare down at the machine which beeps sadly at you, laughing at the ceiling because of course you have to eat your words to feed your stomach, and of course your traitorous feet colludes with your stomach to bring you back in front of Miya Osamu’s store. Your nose picks up the familiar scent of perfect grilled rice, and you give in to the inevitable when your stomach growls and whines.

(a moth drawn to the flame, heedless to the danger of being burnt)

Fate intervenes yet again, because Miya Osamu’s behind the counter when you push through the door. “Welcome”, he calls, eyes crinkling at you from beneath his cap, and though your sense of self-preservation tells you to turn around and leave, you find yourself a seat at the counter, right in front of him. “I hope you’re hungry”, he jokes, and you find yourself smiling when you tell him that you are quite hungry indeed.

You expect him to putter away and leave you alone once he serves you food, but he lingers by your side.

“Did your rice cooker actually break down?” he asks, and laughs when you admit sheepishly that it actually did, the sound wide and bright, filling the homely space. So you eat your pride in exchange for some of the most amazing onigiris you’ve ever had - he’s gone heavy on the seafood this time because, as he explains, a huge shipment came in from the port in Kobe, and he’s snagged some for himself - grilled young sardines, salted cod mentaiko with baby squid, even some short necked clams, and again he surprises you.

“Come back again”, he says when you’ve thanked him for the meal.

Your stomach prompts you to reply ‘very soon’ with a smile that he returns.

It’s easy enough to replace a rice cooker, but you find yourself back at Onigiri Miya again and again. At first you make excuses for yourself - it’s raining, and it’s just around the corner, so you might as well stop for a quick meal and some shelter, or blaming yet another visit on the fact that your fridge is empty and groceries will only be delivered the next day, and most ridiculously, reasoning that rice is a form of self-care - it is, of course the foundation of every meal, gohan literally means rice - and you deserve to fill your stomach with the best rice that you can find.

Soon enough, you’ve become a regular customer to Onigiri Miya, returning at least twice to thrice a week, often enough that all the staff know exactly that you prefer warm barley tea because it warms your throat, even if the weather outside is sweltering, you must have a bowl of soup to accompany your onigiris - your favourite is the oxbone soup with radish, though sometimes if you’ve had a hard day at work, you opt for the miso pork instead, and that you’ll try to hoodwink them into letting you pay for your food even though their boss has left strict instructions not to take any money from you under any circumstances.

“Let me pay”, you insist, trying to shove money into hapless Miyamura-kun’s hands, the college-aged part-timer looking for the life of him a scared deer in headlights as he stammers that he isn’t going to take any payment from you, because Miya-san was furious that you paid last round. You think you’re sneaky by trying to leave money on the table regardless, but speak of the devil - Miya Osamu emerges from the back to hand you a box full of plump onigiris, packed to go - it’ll last you for tomorrow’s lunch, at least - sweeping up your cash to hand it back to you with a firm - I ain’t takin’ any payment from you, at least let me feed ya, for gods’ sake, you’re so stubborn, woman!

“You shouldn’t be so generous”, you argue. “Letting me eat for free is bad for business.”

He stares at you in open disbelief. Then he actually brandishes a (thankfully empty) pot at you, and drolly points to where a shiny kettle is perched on his stove.

Fine, you grumble under your breath. Point taken.

What’s even worse for his business is that he doesn’t leave you alone when you’re in his shop, the times he’s around at least.

At first, he keeps his topics of conversations to the food you’re consuming, asking if you enjoy whatever new combination he’s come up with - there’s a secret menu in Onigiri Miya, it seems, and Miya Osamu seems hell-bent on using you as a taste-tester, perhaps he finds out that your taste buds are sharp enough to pick up every layer of flavour he’s worked into each dish, and you’re honest enough to tell him when his ideas suck.

“Right, I got the message”, he laughs apologetically when you splutter and actually spit out some odious concoction of barbecued squid and peanut butter.

“It’s not that bad” you say in an attempt to placate him. “I feel like if you didn’t use teriyaki marinade on the squid before you barbecued it and mixed it into the peanut butter instead, it might’ve been a little more melded together. Needs acid to cut through all that sugar though.”

“Hrm”, he leans forward, tapping his chin. “Maybe I’ll try that. You’ll eat version 2.0, right?”

“Forget I ever said anything”, you grouse as he chuckles, sliding you another (more delicious) onigiri in recompense.

Over time, the standard greetings of welcome back and how are you slowly change into a cheeky have you eaten and the immediate punchline that follows I guess not, cos you’re here again. Then he starts asking questions that grow increasingly personal in nature from his place behind the counter, on the other side. Incremental growth, like snow that melts away inch by inch to reveal the ground over gradual shifts in degrees, beginning from the mundane so ‘how was your day’ (you never know how to answer that, because he’s probably the first person to ask you that in a very long time), to ‘the weather kinda sucks, huh’, to more personal questions that he actually seems curious about - ‘like so what d’you do for a day job, besides bein’ my landlady’, and ‘how d’you know so much about food?’

You never give him a straight response to the latter, but you do eventually reply that you work in a combini - a convenience store.

“What?!” he exclaims.

“A 7/11, two streets away”, you reply. Noticing the frozen look of shock on his face, you parrot his words back at him - “what?”

“Nothin’”, he answers after a couple of beats. “I - I’m just kinda surprised.”

“I’m not suited to do much else”, you deadpan. “‘Sides, it’s kinda fun to stack the shelves and figure out new ways of arranging umbrellas and snack bars and popsicles, and the night shift can be kinda relaxing, especially when it’s raining in summer and snowing in winter, cos’ no one really comes in and you have space to just be by yourself.”

“Sounds fun”, he says, as if he’s at a loss as to how to formulate a response that won’t offend.

It doesn’t sting even though you know he’s trying to be polite. Your job is what it is, a means to keep you occupied and extra money on the side since you’re saving any rental income from the store for when a storm might whirl into your life. If he interprets your choice to mean you’re lazy or unambitious and withdraws from your acquaintanceship as a result, as it seems he does for the next fortnight where his questions to you become perfunctory and he keeps his topics of conversations strictly food-related, that’s his prerogative.

(oh, foolish little moth. you flew too close, singed your wings)

That’s fine. If you’re being a burden, someone he doesn’t deem as worthy of getting to know, you can take the hint. Your stomach can learn to be deprived of the best onigiris you’ve ever had the honour of devouring. You can rely on your trusty rice cooker and 7/11 egg mayo sandwiches - their tuna mayo onigiris don’t cut it, now that you’ve tasted the real deal, but that’s alright. You’re an adult. It’d be silly to feel down because a kid you met at the playground refuses to be your friend. After all, you were just being decent to him without expectation of anything in return.

Always expect the worst. That way you’ll never be disappointed.

That’s how you’ve protected what’s left of your heart, by slowly but surely swallowing incremental doses of liquid nitrogen. You’ve trapped it in a cage of ice, buried it under a blanket of snow.

All for its own good.

So you stay away from Onigiri Miya as humidity and heavy summer rains wash the streets of Osaka, and your rice cooker groans in complaint at the additional labour it must perform. He does resurface briefly when your phone blinks alive with a notification that he’s transferred this month’s rent to your bank account, which you promptly transfer back, but other than that, you successfully avoid him for two weeks.

Until, yet again, rain thwarts your plans, and for some reason you can’t quite fathom, you’re standing in front of Onigiri Miya yet again. Today, though, you immediately notice that something’s off. Miya Osamu has always run a tight operation, you’ve hardly ever seen a queue or anyone waiting for a seat, for that matter, and yet today there are people spilling out from the shop into the sidewalk, a sea of hungry, frustrated faces. When you peer through the glass, Osamu is stranded alone behind the counter underneath a pile of orders, only assisted by poor Miyamura-kun who looks like he’s about to drop dead on his feet.

You poke your head into the store. “What’s going on?”

Miyamura-kun is clearly on the verge of tears, because he babbles in a lowered voice that Morita and Ishida - the main chefs in the second store, are both down with food poisoning from bad oysters, and his other staff are occupied with peak hour at the first store, so Osamu’s left to run the kitchen by himself.

“He should close the store and stop taking in orders”, you point out.

Miyamura shrugs helplessly, then yelps when a bevy of customers decide at that moment to swarm him with questions why their orders aren’t ready yet. They’re both drowning, Osamu doesn’t even have time to look up to greet you, and he looks as if he’s one onigiri away from mental collapse.

You push your way into the store, weaving through customers to slide behind the counter. Ignoring Osamu’s spluttered - what the hell are ya doin’, you don an extra apron hanging on the side, roll up your sleeves to wash your hands and when you deem yourself ready, you snort and reply - it kinda looks like you need help.

It’s testament to how busy he is that he doesn’t even have the time to stop you.

You scan the kitchen to grasp your bearings, run an eye over the neverending pile of tickets, cast a dubious glance at the buckets of onigiri toppings that’s obviously running low. That you should leave for Osamu to deal with, since he’s best placed to recreate the exact flavour profile for each of the fifty fillings he offers.

“I’ll make the onigiris while you prepare the fillings?”

“You’re just gonna get in the way”, he says despairingly. “Look - I appreciate your help, really I do but this is a kitchen - ”

You snort but you don’t bother retorting. After all, actions speak louder than words, you’ve always believed. So you spread salt and sprinkle water over your hands, scooping rice between your palms before adding a careful heaping of tuna mayonnaise. Osamu’s disbelieving eyes widen to an almost comical degree when you shape a perfect onigiri with a gentle press of your hands, wrapping it neatly with a nori sheet.

“What’s next?” you ask. You’re already preparing the next onigiri on the menu as you speak.

He blinks before his brain reboots. “I’ll prep more fillings.”

“You do that”, you say distractedly, hands a blur with rolling together yet another order - salmon mentaiko, then a fancy order of three avocado smoked salmon with cream cheese (which is a little fiddly but you manage), a daily special of umeboshi, grilled shio onigiri, kimchi pork belly - seriously, it’s a bit of pain because the oil leaks into the rice, but you learn that you need to pat the filling dry - then he returns with a whole trayful of added supplies, much needed reinforcement in the trenches.

You work in tandem with Osamu, rolling onigiris in your hands, grilling them over charcoal, holding the fort as he runs back and forth whenever a particular filling runs low - it’s all backbreaking, gruelling work. Hands a constant flurry of movement, feet sore from standing up, but the adrenaline of pushing through and satisfying customers pushes you through the entire stack of orders until finally, finally the store is clear and the dinner rush is over.

You end your shift the way you started it, by washing your hands, bowing to your makeshift workstation for being kind to you. Miyamura-kun slumps over a table, too drained to even gather himself to his feet, and you ruffle his hair sympathetically, stealing his spray bottle and wipe cloth from him to disinfect all the tables and chairs, commandeering a broom and mop to clean the floors as Osamu tells the younger boy to knock off work, since it’s well past his working hours. Things must always be set back in place and cleaned at the end of a shift - some lessons are never unlearnt, and you hum in satisfaction when everything’s tidied up, all spick and span.

When you turn around to return the borrowed apron, Osamu levels an inscrutable stare at you.

“What?” you ask a little shortly. Your stomach rumbles like thunder, and hunger pangs are starting to strike you, terrible as lightning.

“You’re a trained chef”, he says. A statement, not a question.

“Yes”, you confirm. You’ve always been a little feisty when starving. “And?”

“You didn’t mention that when you said you worked at a 7/11”, he answers, frowning. “It’s just a lil’ confusing, ‘cos you’re actually good - I’ve never seen anyone make onigiris like that right off the bat, there’s no way. You must’ve done it enough times ‘til you can do it in your sleep.”

“So what if I’m good at cooking?” you match his frown.

For all of Miya Osamu’s amiability, he doesn’t back down. “I just think it’s just a waste - ”

“To work a dead-end job at 7/11?” you shoot back. For all the heat behind your anger, your hands are cold, laden with disappointment you shouldn’t be feeling if you were wise enough to heed your own words and expect the very worst. You don’t know his judgement stings white hot against your skin, when you should’ve learnt to brush this off by now, but his words simply pour oil into the rolling fire of your sudden rage. “To sit on my ass all day and collect money from you instead of running my own store?”

“Woah”, he raises his hands up. “I didn’t say that - ”

“No, but you implied it”, you snap. “I don’t need to justify my life choices to you - I don’t need to explain myself to anyone what I do with my time and skills, because I have my reasons and it’s my own choice.”

“I think you’re putin’ words in my mouth”, he says after a long pause. “I think you’re bein’ emotional - ”

“I’m willing to bet a whole lot of money on the fact that you were about to lecture me about wastin’ my skills and training and chasing my dreams of bein’ a chef - tell me I’m wrong”, you snarl. “Swear on your store - since that’s obviously your dream, and tell me that’s not true.”

“You are wastin’ your skills - ” Osamu begins, but he’s cut off by the jaunty jingle of the store’s bell.

A bellow. “Osamu, yer scrub, you didn’t answer yer phone”.

“Stay here - let me see what my idiot twin wants first”, he says as he heads back out front.

It’s only when you’re in the kitchen alone that you realise, with cold horror and anxiety clawing its way through your chest leaving frostbite in its wake - that oh gods - that you’ve dropped your usual facade of cool politeness and detachment - likely because hunger makes you do terrible things, and you’ve been unspeakably rude to Osamu. You’ve been brought up to be better than this, trained to be nothing but meek and mild and polite - he must think you’re some kind of crazy, rude bitch.

So you do what you do best.

When Miya Osamu’s back is turned, you slip out of the store, fleeing into the night.

There’s really nothing wrong with running away.

That might make you a coward, but it’s easier to hide and cower rather than face up to any unpleasant situations - what was the saying you read in high school, right - that discretion is the better part of valour, so if you bunker down in your little ice cave and seek shelter from the world, that’s an inoffensive enough of a strategy. It hurts no one, least of all yourself.

You will skirt around the streets just to avoid both iterations of Onigiri Miya just to ensure that you eliminate any possibility of running into its owner. You will pretend that the texts you receive from him don’t exist, ignoring his entreaties to come back, let’s talk to ill-disguised bait about the store he’s building - it’s coming along nicely, in case you’d like to meet me to have a look.

He didn’t exist in your life before, so in theory it should be easy to carve him out.

In practice, you forget that Miya Osamu can be determined to the point of obstinacy. That makes sense considering what you know of him - setting up a successful food business in his early twenties despite having no family connections in the industry (picking up the trade is far easier when you’ve learnt it at your parents’ knees, he’s probably had to learn it from trial and error, having never been to culinary school), and only having the funds that an online shop and occasional pop-up stalls might give him - which is to say, not very much at all.

Still, you gape at him when you look up to find him illuminated by the splashes of rain and fluorescent lights, your customary greeting of ‘Irasshaimase!’ dying on your lips. A take-out bag with the navy logo of Onigiri Miya hangs from his wrist, and your stomach immediately grumbles, complaining about its subsistence of 7/11 onigiris this past week, a poor substitute compared to what Osamu used to offer instead.

You plaster on a cheery smile, bowing to welcome him to the store.

Hopefully he’s just here to grab an umbrella to shield him from the rain. Or maybe he’s here to grab some chips - everyone, even a chef with plenty of food at his disposal, indulges in some junk once in a while. Or maybe, given the timing of his visit to the combini and its proximity to the love hotel just down the road, he’s here to get some supplies (something in your gut burns, the resulting fumes acrid and sour) and you’ll just keep your head down if so, no need to make things awkward, a guy has his needs you’re sure - no one would begrudge him for that -

“Hey”, he says softly, adopting a tone one would use on spooked creatures. Mired in your inner monologue, you fail to notice him approach the counter gingerly.

You pull your smile even wider until it’s taut in a pained grimace. “Hey there ”, you reply. “How may I help you?”

He lays the bag on the counter. “I brought you food”, he explains, even though it’s unnecessary because you can smell the familiar scent of katsu and luncheon meat. But even though your stomach leaps with joy, you don’t make a move to take it.

“I can’t take that”, you say, even though your fingers twitch. “Thank you, but it’s fine.”

“But I can hear your stomach growling”, he replies with a slight smirk.

Your cheeks flare up, heat flushing through your face. “It’s the air conditioning”, you lie. “Must be spoiled. Please, sir - is there anything I can help you with? If not I’m going to have to ask that you leave me alone-”

“Do you really want me to?” he asks. There’s the faintest flicker of something in his warm, dark eyes that you can’t quite recognise, possibly disappointment- but surely he can’t be disappointed if your rude self disappeared from his life, never to darken his doors again.

“I - ” You hesitate.

“I’ll leave ya alone if you really want me to, but I wanted to ask when your shift ends so I can come back and apologise. I reckon I was behaving badly last night -” he snorts self deprecatingly. “‘Tsumu must’ve possessed me when I was talkin’ to you, and you didn’t deserve to be spoken to like that by anyone, least of all by me. I should’ve been thankin’ you for saving my stupid ass, instead of interrogating you.”

“You don’t need to thank me”, you say.

“Then at least let me feed you”, he replies, pushing the bag towards you. “Then at least come back to my shop so I can feed you, that’s the least my ungrateful ass can do for you.”

“You don’t need to do anything for me”, you frown, pushing the bag back towards him. “I’m not asking anything from you - ”

“But I want to”, he says simply.

(a flutter beneath a blanket of snow and ice)

“You want to?” you repeat, confused. “Why?”

“Why?” This time, it’s Osamu’s to be confused, brows furrowing. “What are we, five? I wanna be friends, in case that wasn’t already obvious. Scratch that - cos I thought we were friends already, and that’s what friends do.”

Friends.

You turn over that concept in your head. To be honest, what you only had growing up were acquaintances, children of your parents’ associates who you had to hang out with, classmates in school who only ever bothered to say hi and bye at best - you were kept so busy at training to take over your father’s sushi restaurant that you hardly ever spent time around people for social purposes. Your current job and lifestyle doesn’t offer you much opportunity to make friends either - your shifts at the combini are always done solo, and you don’t go out of your way to seek people. You don’t notice the absence of something you never had.

But now when you’re three decades into the game called life, opportunity comes knocking on your door.

You give a final, regretful look at the take-out bag before pushing it back to Osamu. “I can’t eat on the job”, you say but before his face can fall, with a shy peek to his face before dropping your gaze to your feet, you add - “but my shift ends at six tomorrow morning”.

“Sounds like you might need a big breakfast then”, Osamu chuckles. “I’ll see you soon.”

The rest of your shift passes without event. The rain starts to die sometime after midnight, and you’re spared the usual unruly customers who stumble in after a wild night of drinking. There’s even a cat that sneaks in. You empathise with her hunger, offer her a can of tuna that you pay for from your credits, and she rewards you with her presence, curling by your feet as the sun starts its slow steady climb back into the sky. You name her kombu-chan (because she’s got a seaweed like streak across her back), and shoo her out gently as you pack up to leave, laughing as she stops short outside the combini to hiss at the tall man waiting for you outside the store, an even larger takeout bag in his hands.

He kneels beside her and buys her affection the same way you did, handing over an offering of food before greeting you with a grin that’s brighter than the rising sun.

“Good mornin’”, he says, tipping his cap to you. “Hungry?”

You spent your whole life learning to be lonely but now Miya Osamu enters it to turn everything inside out and upside down.

“Always”, you reply.

a/n: chapter 3, and our frosty reader is finally thawing out!

#Haikyuu x reader #Hq x reader #Haikyuu angst #Miya osamu #Osamu x reader #osamu x you #osamu x y/n #miya osamu x you #miya osamu x reader #miya osamu x y/n #inarizaki #haikyuu romance

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pairing: gojo x reader ; fushiguro megumi & reader warning: fluff. obligatory gojo warning. mentions of severed fingers. megumi thinks gojo is a stalker word count: ~3.9k

“Megumi,” you say his name one day, unassumingly. He knows that tone. He looks up from his homework, already anticipating what will inevitably follow. "Would you rather lose your hand or foot?”

Gojo guffaws from the couch, suddenly awake for someone who had collapsed on the couch twenty minutes prior and gone slack. Looking tremendously amused, he leans over the end of the couch, awaiting Megumi’s answer.

Underneath your expectant gaze from across him, book spread out in front of you, Megumi isn’t sure, if he’s being honest; to the answer to your question and the reason you asked in the first place. The only thing he is sure of is that he dislikes being fodder for Gojo's entertainment.

You deserve an answer though, for whatever line of thinking prompted this seemingly unexpected question. There's always a reason for it he thinks, however unapparent it may be to anyone else; some unanswered question or unorthodox approach that puts you at odds with people who don't know you.

So. He needs his hands; doesn’t know if he could call out his shadow shikigami without the coordinated hand movements the process entails. He also needs his hands to hold weapons for the training Gojo’s hinted at starting within the next month or two. But he also needs his feet. To run, to fight, to—

You laugh. “You’re thinking about it too hard! Though, I suppose you're thinking about all the potential disadvantages..." you go quiet, deep in thought. You probably don't realize you've stopped talking.

“You’re the one who asked the question,” he retorts, fiddling with his pencil, staring down hard at his homework to avoid having to see Gojo’s expression.

“Where’d this come from all of a sudden anyway,” Gojo says, stretching his arms out with a yawn. “It’s too early for you to be like this.” It comes out like a sigh, but a grin pulls at his lips.

You look down at your spread hand, flexing your fingers. “I lost two of my fingers last month,” you start casually.

The smirk slides right off Gojo’s face. “Ha?”

“I almost lost my entire hand. A curse sliced it straight off,” you recount it as if you’re discussing how the rainy weather has ruined your plans for a picnic you hadn’t wanted to go to in the first place.

“When was this? Kobe? Tokushima? Hyogo?” Gojo begins to list the very specific locations of your previous missions in a worrying fashion that Megumi thinks should warrant at least some alarm on your side.

“Shoko reattached it.” You observe the pinky like you can’t believe it yourself, as if you’re admiring a pretty ring instead of the wonders of the reverse cursed technique. “Isn’t Shoko amazing?”

Megumi doesn’t have an answer for any of this. The conversation has spiraled past the conventions of normal talk, into wild, unfettered territory akin to stumbling around in the dark, blind, slowly feeling a path out.

“Oi,” A flicker of exasperation and impatience taints the usually unbothered lines of Gojo’s face. “Answer the question already.”

“Oh,” you turn to Satoru as if you had forgotten he was there in the first place. “Tottori. The sand dunes? I brought you souvenirs, remember?”

Gojo makes a face, lips verging on a frown. “Yeah no. That’s not what this is about—”

“I guess it got me thinking. The human hands are really important, you know? Our opposable thumbs are one of the wonders of the human body, and considered one of the greatest evolutionary forces in the development of our brains. It's the reason why I can handle my katana so well. But if for some reason I couldn't get to Shoko in time and had to choose between my foot or my hand, I'd probably choose my right hand. I think if I really had to, I could relearn the katana one handed."

Megumi does not know in what world this conversation would be applicable. Even Gojo is looking distinctly disgruntled, lips thinner than he's ever seen them, but he attributes that more to the fact that Gojo does not like being ignored by you.

"Anyway. We shouldn't be so reliant on Shoko all the time. You never know when she might not be able to come to your immediate aid." You finish with a nod, looking satisfied, and Megumi gets the sense that this is the climactic opinion that has formed the basis of this conversation.

"Oh," he says tonelessly. "Got it."

You smile.

“Megumi, Tsumiki,” you say, entering the apartment with a large bulky object under your arm, slightly out of breath. Tsumiki looks up from the table, eyes going wide as her gaze lands on the telescope. You grin. “There’s a meteor shower tonight. Let’s go see the stars!”

He hadn’t heard anything about a meteor shower, but he had seen several papers plastered to the telephone poles on his way to school depicting what he had assumed to be a shooting star for some event at night.

Tsumiki is boundless in her excitement, hands gripping his arm tightly. Even now, she looks towards him for a confirmation. She doesn’t want to leave him alone.

“Can we?” She asks. “Let’s go Megumi!”

“Well, I don’t want to force you.” You set the telescope down. “You don’t have to come if you don’t want to. But I just thought it’s been a while since the three of us did anything together…”

Tsumiki tilts her head to the side. “Gojo-san’s not coming?”

“He’s in Nagoya for a super top rated secret mission!” She looks intrigued at your exaggeration. “There’s a really amazing place up in the mountains where we’d get a great view…” you trail off, raising an eyebrow at him. “Though if you don’t wan—”

“No,” Megumi says, decision made immediately. “I’ll go.”

Forty minutes later, after a car ride with a person you had introduced as an auxiliary manager and a short hike up the mountain’s trail, he and Tsumiki are spreading two large blankets over the grass while you are kneeling, telescope in arms as you adjust the lens with a precision that tells him this is nothing new to you.

Above them, away from the pollution and the gasses of Tokyo, the stars shine brighter than he’s ever seen. They all blur together, but if he focuses hard he can distinguish semi shapes. Not that he’s ever paid much attention to the stars in the first place. Tsumiki, on the other hand—

“And right there—”

“The milky way!”

“Correct!” you beam. The two of you are huddled around the eyepiece of the telescope as Tsumiki peers in with a smile that reaches to her ears. “Can you find the Orion constellation?”

The two of you chatter about the types of constellations you can see during the different seasons, Tsumiki following along easily. He’s seen the astronomy books checked out of the library, squirreled away in her book bag where she thinks nobody can see them, and he thinks you’ve seen them too.

From the darkness, the shadows morph into two familiar shapes next to him. Eager tongues lap at his hand in greeting. Then the two dogs bound towards Tsumiki.

“How about you?” You take a seat next to him on the blanket. Tsumiki is eagerly adjusting the focus on the telescope in front of the two of you while an absentminded hand scratches an ear of a happily panting dog. “Want a try?”

He makes a noncommittal noise. He’s content with watching Tsumiki. His own gaze gives him more than enough.

“The meteor shower is going to start soon,” you murmur, looking up. “So I suppose we won’t even need it then.”

The two of you observe the stars in silence, as Tsumiki calls out her observations every few minutes. There’s a couple of names that don’t sound real to Megumi, but you nod, pointing out several other constellations to be found in the sky tonight.

You lean back on your arms. “It’d be nice if I could take you two to see the Southern Crux,” you muse, “You can’t see it in Tokyo. The only place you can see it from in Japan is at Ishigaki or the Yaeyama Islands. We could go all the way to Ishigaki for a vacation next summer during June, how does that sound?”

Megumi’s never been outside the grand metropolitan area of Tokyo; has never really had any desire for it, too caught up in the taxing issue of immediate survival and Tsumiki’s care. A vacation. The concept is not unwelcome as it is foreign.

“Do you usually do things like this?”

You hum, now lying flat against the blanket, eyes unfocused. “A long time ago,” you sigh out, face resembling something that looks like indifference although it isn’t. “With my parents.”

A delighted gasp tears out of Tsumiki’s throat just as you finish, and Megumi watches a single bright line streak across the upper atmosphere amongst the thousands of stars glittering like cuts of jagged glass, following the path set by the undiluted milky way. It cuts through the sky until it slowly fades out of view.

Megumi thinks it’s pretty anticlimactic, but still pretty. An invaluable memory to Tsumiki so worth something.

Tsumiki is glued to the telescope as another comes within sight. And then another. Soon more than a few are in sight, looking as if they’re falling from the sky.

“I wish Satoru were here. Shoko too.” There's a space between your words; something you don't say. Darkness falls upon the two of you, a rare cloud engulfing the waning moon. There is a ghost of a smile in the curve of your lips, both content and longing and something sad splayed out on your face.

Megumi thinks that this is where he should say something. So you don’t get too lost in your head like you’re prone to doing.

“Are you leaving soon?”

You inhale, stretching your arms over your head as you sit up. “People have gone missing by Mt. Shiomi. I’m being sent to investigate tomorrow.”

Summers are always busy, that’s what he’s learned in the couple of years since you and Gojo have entered his and Tsumiki’s lives. If you’re going to be gone, then he should expect Gojo in lieu of you. It’s not an appealing trade off.

Megumi can already hear the older boy’s ugly, grating laughter and looming smile. He is suddenly exhausted.

“This is rare,” you say, interested. “You don’t usually ask about our missions.”

He doesn’t. He’s already resigned himself to a bleak future of jujutsu sorcery. His flat lipped disdain pulls your eyes wide.

You blanche, straight as a rod, looking at him. “W-wait…this wouldn’t happen to be because of the other day? When I brought up losing my fingers?” Panic lines your face, and you look vaguely ill. “I didn’t mean to scare you!” You wave your hands frantically to assuage the panic he doesn’t feel. “That was just…” Your head hangs down as you sigh. It takes you a few seconds for you to find your footing.

“Megumi,” you say quietly, eyes sharp. “I want you to know that if you don’t want to be a jujutsu sorcerer, I’ll help you. I’ll do anything.” Then softly: “You don’t need to be a jujutsu sorcerer. Your wants come first,” in an attempt to inject some levity, your lips quirk upwards. “I’d go against the Zenins for you in a heartbeat.”

“Even against Gojo?” He regrets it the moment it leaves his mouth. There’s no backpedaling when you stare at him, a curiously probing gaze that prods at him with the soft graze of a feather. You’ll draw back, expression torn as you struggle for a brief second on how to let him down gently. There’s no way you’d choose him over Gojo, and he’ll regret having even thought it, for letting himself get carried away, for letting himself think for one second that—

You break out in a wide smile. “I think you’ve got the wrong idea here.”

The wind picks up, and a chill climbs up his exposed arms as your hair whips against your face. Grass pricks at the hand situated outside the blanket, flattened against the earth. Even in the dark, he can see your face clearly overlapping with the shadows of the night and the soft glow of the stars above, blanketing the earth.

“I’m on your side, Megumi.” You say it like a fact, and his chest goes tight, as if there’s a quivering fist clutching at his heart. “And whatever you want, I’ll do everything in my power to help you.” Your words are slow and measured, as if you’ve thought long and hard on this, ruminating on the possibility of this very exchange. You exhale. “I’m nobody special so these words might be meaningless, but I want you to know I’m always on your side, whether you want to be a jujutsu sorcerer or not.”

It’s hard to look at you. His vision wavers, blinking in and out like the smattering of constellations above.

“And Satoru, huh?” Your face goes thoughtful. Then inexplicably amused. “Well, I’d just have to make him see reason. Somehow. And if that doesn’t work then—” you chuckle, flopping back on the ground, turned to the sky, and Megumi’s tense shoulders go slack; partially in relief that you aren’t looking at him anymore “—I’d take you and Tsumiki and run!”

The words are heavy in his mouth, throat indescribably thick, even though he feels light enough that he could float into the sky. But he, ever the pragmatist: “Gojo would find us within the week.”

Maybe even less. Megumi wouldn’t put it past Gojo to have installed some sort of tracking device in your phone, like the ones he’s seen commercials for on tv. You don’t seem like the type of person to get easily lost, but he’s witnessed Gojo scouring crowds for you in search of where you’ve wandered off to for the second, third, fourth time, attention captured by an intricate detail in the carving of a marble fountain in the park or some stray cat or something most people wouldn’t give a second glance to. He had garnered it was a regular occurrence in the way Gojo would enter a store, take you by the arm, and ferry you out without another word. In the way you'd let him.

“It’s a full time job with you,” Gojo had said to you, chidingly light, the other day upon finding you. He slid in between you and the man Megumi had assumed stopped you on the street, making a space for himself that forcibly separated you away from the so-called offender. Megumi could tell that there was displeasure lurking underneath the surface of Gojo’s curved lips.

It hadn’t been perceptible at first. But there were moments this irritable character of his peeked out from beneath his ceaseless smiles and taunts in the form of a sharply formed retort, a shadow of a twitching brow, fingers curling into your wrist or shoulder steering you away. And it was most noticeable when you were heavily engaged in conversation with someone other than him.

Gojo had crowded into you, while the man watched eyes wide, and leaned down, gaze forcing yours. “Do you really think anybody but me could handle you?”

You hadn’t understood. Instead you gawked at him in visible confusion. There was a flyer in your hand. Breast Cancer Awareness, it said.

Both thoughts give Megumi a headache.

“H-have a little faith in me, would you?” But you also, look troubled on the account that Gojo probably could and would, find you easily enough.

In fact, you’re looking downright depressed now, face clouding over with a memory he’s sure merits some truth to his words.

“Megumi!” Tsumiki is beckoning him over to the telescope wildly, cheeks red with the cold but eyes alight with an childish excitement that’s been cementing itself on her face more often nowadays, as if it never left with her mother in the first place. His demon dogs bark at her side, spurred on by Tsumiki's enthused demeanor. He’d die before he’d admit it, but It’s nice to see his sister smiling. “Hurry, hurry! I found Orion!”

You’ve propped yourself up on the backs of your elbows and nod with a smile that motions for him to go on.

He stands; takes a few steps forward but his feet stop, back towards you.

“I’ll become a jujutsu sorcerer.” Megumi made a deal after all. And if nothing else, he at least has his word. There’s too much to be lost; all contingent on a transaction his deadbeat of a father made all those years ago, monetizing his existence. He’s too old to be relying on people, yet all too aware of his limitations made painfully apparent, forcibly dragged up to the surface and laid bare in the face of Gojo’s dissecting gaze.

Megumi understands intrinsically there is security in being a jujutsu sorcerer that’s been lacking his entire life. No matter how much of a shitty job it is, if Gojo’s complaints are anything to go by.

“Think on it,” you say, and he doesn’t need to look at you to know your smile has turned forlorn. “You’re too young to be worrying about these things, you know?”

He also understands that he wouldn’t put the burden of a selfish decision on you either.

—

The three of you are walking down the trail that winds down the mountain, the winds whistling through the trees as owls hoot and other smaller creatures scurry through the dark and crackling branches. The sky is still unnaturally bright, watching over him as you navigate down with an ease that speaks to memories of long ago.

Megumi feels the softness of his dogs flanking him, brushing against his legs. It’s probably two in the morning now, and he feels the grogginess of sleepiness pricking at him while Tsumiki is still wide awake, glancing up at the sky every few seconds in awe.

“Thank you for taking us,” Tsumiki says politely. “We had a lot of fun! Right, Megumi?”

“I’m glad,” you smile, affectionately rubbing her head. “Anytime!"

“...Thank you,” he mutters, because he is still unused to the words. Unused to accepting things from others, especially adults. He hopes you can’t hear that he means it, but judging from the way you try to hide your face to the side, in the darkness of the forest, you know.

The three of you make it down to the base of the mountain, to the gravel lot, and he releases his demon dogs. They bark once in a goodbye, before melting into the shadows of the ground without another sound.

There’s someone leaning against a sleek black car.

“Ah,” you say instantly, perking up in a way that illuminates your face. “Satoru?”

The implications don’t hit you as quickly as they do him. The drowsiness abates.

Megumi slows to a stop in the gravel of the parking lot. It’s two in the morning and instead of the nice looking man that had driven them to the mountain, there is Gojo Satoru.

There are many words to describe Gojo Satoru. Megumi adds stalker to the list.

“Yo!” Gojo replies, looking energetic, but Gojo is always energetic in your presence as if ensuring being as outlandish as possible will draw your ever fleeting attention towards him and only him.

On the other hand, it drains Megumi’s energy, depleting him even further.

The smile on your face falters. You open your mouth. “How—” You close your mouth and stare.

Gojo cocks his head to the side. “How?” He parrots.

Your voice sounds a bit reedy, a touch bewildered. “How’d you know I was…?”

The smile touches his sunglasses, high on his face, as you look on blankly.

“...”

“...” You sweat. “S-Satoru…”

“There’s my favorite Fushiguro!” Gojo exclaims, taking Tsumiki into his hands and lifting her up and down like a maniac while her laughter fills the empty lot. Then his voice picks up a notch, louder and frenzied, taking on a shrillness Gojo knows he hates, especially at a time where normal, sane people would be talking in a much more hushed tone. He’s doing it on purpose.

“What’s with the face Megumi? Is it that late? Past your bedtime? Did someone miss their afternoon nap?” Tsumiki giggles goodnaturedly, still in Gojo’s grip.

Too many questions. Even the irritation that surges into him like a tide crashing onto the shore is dulled. It’s too late for this. Megumi doesn’t even take naps. He’s not a baby. But Gojo is looking at him now, chin tilted downwards, too bright eyes peeking out from above his sunglasses like a partial eclipse, as if he knows that Megumi spent up most of his partially developed cursed energy on his demon dogs. That he knows he might pass out from exhaustion the second he hits his bed. Megumi doesn't know how you can stand being the center of Gojo's rapt attention most times. He'd rather get picked apart by the crows.

Gojo only tucks Tsumiki into the car and buckles her in.

The theatrics disappear. “How was the meteor shower?” He asks you, without missing a beat, skipping right over the ten seconds of your silence that he had met with his own. The telescope is promptly taken from your arms, collected into his own and secured in the trunk of the car. Then he's back in front of you, leaning in inquiringly at a suspect closeness that you don't blink twice at.

There's no way a sane person would let this go. There’s no way a sane person would greet Gojo with anything less than suspicion.

You are an unfathomable person though. Insane at times, and just as incomprehensible as Gojo. He forgets that sometimes, when you flit between unsensible and sensible the way you do, as natural as breathing.

You blink. “It was…” the perturbed look falls away from your face, the corners of yours eyes crinkling, lips easing into a smile that doesn’t hide how genuinely happy you are to see him. It feels like a loss. “Good. Did you get to see the shower too?”

He can practically feel the smug aura radiating off Gojo. Once again, he's worked around your suspicions, and he knows it.

Rationalization, Megumi thinks from the haze of sleep cottoning his brain, is a scary thing.

He thinks it’s a certain trait that most jujutsu sorcerers share. There are too many different variables out in the field, and one second of underestimating the truth of reality can mean the difference between life and death. It's a saying Gojo likes to repeatedly drill into his head. The importance of time.

This isn’t normal, he wants to say. But his blinking slows, every drag of his eyelashes drawing down feeling like weights stacked atop of one another.

He keeps his eyes open through sheer willpower. You kneel down, and your worried face comes into view, a hand on his shoulder.

“Are you alright, Megumi?”

He thinks he nods.

“Let’s get you home.” Your voice sounds strangely distant, and he doesn’t remember his legs moving into the car, next to Tsumiki who pokes him on the cheek. He can’t even bring himself to swat her away. Then he feels a gentle hand on his head. He almost closes his eyes at the touch.

When you get into the front seat, he hears you say: “I didn’t know you got your license.”

Gojo smiles.

Great.

-they are looking at the Perseid meteor shower!!!

-it's not gojo but actually shoko that has the child tracking app on rip!mc's phone lmfao but she does not mind bc they r gfs who look out for each other <3 and in shoko's case that means making sure she isn't lost in a ditch!!!

-no gojo did not track her phone LMAO but she did mention the meteor shower in great detail to him like a week ago and he just put the pieces together. although the other times.........

-If u know me i do in fact distinguish gojo’s hs characterization and adult characterization. I think the persona he constructed in front of megumi (flamboyant, excited, teasing) is the one we see in the anime/gojo as an adult. I think in the time this fic takes place (2-3 years out of hs) you can still see hints of his hs self (rash, easily annoyed, blunt) bc the persona hasn't fully developed. then we get the much “smoother” gojo we see in the anime

so does gojo (knowingly) terrorize the man giving mc a flyer about breast cancer awareness? yes. he is asserting his dominance.....

#gojo satoru x reader #jjk x reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #ripverse #m.jjk

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Mrs. GREEN APPLE × NiziU 初対バンに反響 4年半ぶり「点描の唄」に悲鳴に似た大歓声「涙が止まらない」

Source: https://www.oricon.co.jp/news/2322792/full/

Mrs. GREEN APPLE × NiziU 初対バンに反響 4年半ぶり「点描の唄」に悲鳴に似た大歓声「涙が止まらない」

Mrs. GREEN APPLE × NiziU's first joint performance is a sensation! After 4 and a half years, 'Tenbyou no Uta' (Sketching song?) receives cheers that sound like screams of joy, 'Tears won't stop.

　3人組バンド・Mrs. GREEN APPLEが、12～14日にKアリーナ横浜で開催されたテレビ朝日開局65周年記念のグローバルミュージックフェスティバル『The Performance』に出演した。

The 3 person band, Mrs. GREEN APPLE appeared at the K Arena for 'The Performance,' a global music festival commemorating the 65th anniversary of the TV Asahi network.

　12・13日公演はNiziUとの初対バン。NiziUのステージでは「HEARTRIS」で大森元貴（Vo／Gt）がサプライズ登場し、会場が驚きの歓声に包まれた。大森はNiziUとともに、“テトリスダンス”や息の合ったフォーメーションダンスを披露し、観客を沸かせた。

The joint collaboration with NiziU was held on the 12th and the 13th. During NiziU's time on stage, Motoki Oomori (Vo/Gt) made a surprise appearance during the song 'HEARTRIS,' and the venue erupted with surprised cheering. Oomori, along with NiziU, presented the 'Tetris Dance' and synchronized formation dances, thrilling the audience."

ミセスのステージでは、「ダンスホール」のギターブレイクでNiziUのメンバー9人全員が登場。大森とともに総勢10人によるダンスパフォーマンスで“ダンスホール”と化したステージをさらに華やかにした。

For Mrs. (GREEN APPLE)'s stage time, during the guitar break of "Dance Hall", the 9 members of NiziU game out on stage. Together with Oomori, the group of 10 people had turned the stage itself into an even more gorgeous "Dance hall".

初日の12日公演では、会場からテレビ朝日系『ミュージックステーション』に生中継出演もした。この日リリースしたばかりの新曲「ライラック」をテレビ初披露。Mステ放送後にYouTubeで公開されたミュージックビデオも反響を呼び、2日間で200回万再生を突破した。

On the opening day, the 12th, they also made a live broadcast appearance on TV Asahi's "Music Station" from the venue. They debuted their brand new song 'Lilac' on television for the first time. The music video, which was released on YouTube after the 'Music Station' broadcast, also received a huge response, breaking past 2 million views in just two days.

2日目の13日公演では、「ダンスホール」のコラボ後に、人気曲「点描の唄」のイントロが流れ始めた。『The ROOM TOUR』以来、実に４年半ぶりのライブでの披露となることから、予期せぬ展開に異様なざわめきが起こった。NiziUのRIKU、MIIHI、NINAが歌い始めると、悲鳴にも似た歓声が響き渡り、大森とのコラボ歌唱に観客は息を呑んで聴き入り、静寂ののちに大歓声に包まれた。

On the 13th, the second day of the performance, after the collaboration of 'Dance Hall,' the intro of the popular song 'Tenbyou no Uta' began to play. It had been a staggering four and a half years since it was performed live during 'The ROOM TOUR,' so an unusual amount of excitement erupted. As RIKU, MIIHI, and NINA from NiziU began to sing, screaming cheers rang out, and as the collaboration singing with Oomori began, the audience held their breath and listened intently, followed by a burst of loud cheering.

SNSでも「点描の唄が素晴らしすぎた」「点描の唄が忘れられない泣」「改めて聴いて素敵な曲で涙が止まらない」「点描の唄は何らかの形で映像化して欲しい」「NiziUコラボの点描の唄音源化希望切実！！！！」と大きな反響を呼んだ。

Even on social media, this made a splash, with people writing: "I will never forget my tears from The Sketching Song", "I listened again and it was such an amazing song I can't stop crying", "I want a video version of the Sketching song!" and "I really, earnestly hope they release an audio version of NizuU's collab of the Sketching song".

　最終日の14日では、若井滉斗（Gt）が、韓国のボーイズグループ・RIIZEのステージに登場。RIIZEのデビュー曲「Get A Guitar」でコラボレーションして会場を沸かせた。

On the 14th, the last day, Hiroto Wakai (Gt) appeared on stage with RIIZE, the Korean Voice group. The crowd was excited by the collab for RIIZE's debut song "Get a Guitar".

Mrs. GREEN APPLEは、5月21・22日に横浜アリーナでも対バンライブを行い、『Mrs. TAIBAN LIVE 2024』を開催し、21日に乃木坂46、22日にキタニタツヤ、imaseをゲストに迎える。その後、7月にはノエビアスタジアム神戸と横浜スタジアムでスタジアムツアー『ゼンジン未到とヴェルトラウム～銘銘編～』を開催することが決まっている。

"Mrs. GREEN APPLE will hold joint live performances at Yokohama Arena on May 21st and 22nd, hosting 'Mrs. TAIBAN LIVE 2024,' with Nogizaka46 as guests on the 21st, and Kitani Tatsuya and imase on the 22nd. Following this, they have decided to hold a stadium tour titled 'Zenjin Mitou to Verutoraumu ~Meimei Han~' (Not yet a Saint and Space (In German) ~individual version~?) at Noevir Stadium Kobe and Yokohama Stadium in July."

Vocab:

初対バン (はつたいばん): First collaboration or joint performance

反響 (はんきょう): Response or reaction.

歓声 - Loud shout of excitement

息の合った (いきのあった)- In good coordination, synchronized

沸かす (わかす)- To heat, boil or excite

総勢 (そうぜい)- all members

華やかにする (はなやかにする)- Make showy or gorgeous

披露 (ひろう)- To announce

反響を呼ぶ (はんきょうをよぶ)- Make a splash

予期せぬ (よきせぬ)- Unexpected

歌唱 (かしょう)- Singing

聴き入り (ききいる)- To listen attentively to

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2022-06-02

Yuzuru hanyu x Javier Fernandez special dialogue in FaOI 2022 pamphlets. Yuzuru asked current situation in Spain after Javier saying he didn't skate in ice show for almost 3 years, the difference between competion and profession, and thought he couldn't do Javier's style of comedy, like making audiences laughing. Javier talked about he like "Parisienne Walkways" in whole black costume and "Haru Yo, Koi".

新型コロナウイルス感染拡大で、2年間中止になっていたファンタジー・オン・アイス。 3年ぶりに実現した今回の公演は、5月27日の幕張から始まってこの神戸が3公演目。このファンタジーでは長年要出演者として参加し、選手としては2012年の夏からはチームメイトとなり、切磋琢磨しながら世界で戦ってきた羽生結弦とハビエル・フェルナンデスに、アイスショーへの思いを語り合ってもらった。

取材・文/ 折山淑美。このインタビューは、6月2日に日本ガイシホールにて実施しました。

Fantasy on Ice had been canceled for 2 years due to the spread of the new coronavirus. This performance, which has been realized for the first time in 3 years, started in Makuhari on May 27th, and this Kobe is the 3rd performance. Yuzuru Hanyu and Javier Fernandez, who have participated in this fantasy as key performers for many years and have been teammates since the summer of 2012 as skaters, discussed their thoughts on the ice show.

Interview and text by Yoshimi Oriyama. This interview was held on June 2 at Nippon Gaishi Hall.

——3年ぶりのファンタジー・オン・アイス。すでに幕張公演を終えていますが、今回のショーのスタートはどんな印象でしたか。

-- Fantasy on Ice for the first time in 3 years. You have already finished the Makuhari show. What was your impression of the start of this show?

羽生

ファンタジー・オン・アイスは初演から最終日まで、すごく日数もあってツアーという感じでやっていますが、今回は最初から「もう最終日?」というくらいの熱量を感じられたのでそれが嬉しかったですね。何か、僕の演技がどうのこうのとか、みんながどうのこうのではなくて、すごいファンタジーとしての････ファンタジー・オン・アイスならではの一体感みたいなものが、観客の皆さんとのコネクションの中で感じられたなと思いました。

Hanyu:

From the premiere to the final day of Fantasy on Ice, we have a lot of days, so we are doing it like a tour, this time, from the very beginning, I was so happy that I was able to feel the intensity of "It's already the last day?" It was not about my performance, or about everyone else's, but about the connection with the audience that I could feel a sense of unity that is unique to... Fantasy on Ice as a great fantasy.

フェルナンデス(以下ハビ)

Fernandez (Javi hereafter)

ユヅルが言ってくれたことと同じことだけど、他のスケーター、そして観客の皆さんから来るエネルギーというのは素晴らしいものがあったと思います。またこれまで長い間、お客さんの前で滑るチャンスがなかったのと、ファンタジー・オン・アイスも開催できていなかったということで、いつも以上のエキサイティングな気持ちがみんなの中にあると思いました。そして本当に多くのスケーターにとって、今回はある意味チャレンジングなところもあると思います。ほぼ3年間やっていなかったので、僕もなかなか感覚などが戻ってくるまで時間がかかっていて、当然疲れも出ます。でもいい経験だと思うし、いいカムバックになったなと思います。

I agree with what Yuzuru said, the energy from the other skaters and the audience was amazing. Also, we haven't had a chance to skate in front of an audience for a long time, and we haven't had Fantasy on Ice for a long time, so there was more excitement than usual in everyone's hearts. And for many skaters, this time will be a challenge in a sense. I have not skated in ice show for almost 3 years, so it has taken some time for me to get back to my senses, and of course I am tired. But I think it was a good experience and a good comeback for me.

羽生

スペインはコロナの状況がすごく厳しくて大変だったと聞いているけど、ハビの生活はどうでしたか。

Hanyu:

I heard that the corona situation in Spain was very tough and difficult, how was life for Javi?

ハビ

やっぱりスペインの状況はずっと良くなくて、スケート自体もなかなか出来なかったし、感染対策もいろんなことをしなければいけなくて・・・・。日常生活をすることや、練習に行ったりする中でも非常に複雑なことをやっていかなければいけなかったので、すごく大変でした。でも段々、世の中が普通の生活に戻りつつあるので非常に嬉しくて、今はエキサイティングな気持ちになっています。やっと自分の人生や生活が戻ってきたな、という感じになっています。

Javi:

The situation in Spain was not good for a long time, and it was not easy to skate, and we had to do a lot of things to prevent infections. It was very difficult because we had to deal with very complicated things in our daily lives and even when we went to practice. However, I am very happy that life is gradually returning to normal, and I am now feeling excited.

——今回はアイスショーでの振り付けや、演技に対してのこだわりということを聞きたいのですが、お互いにどんなことを大切に考えてショーに臨んでいますか。

-- This time, I would like to ask you about the choreography for the ice show and your commitment to acting. What kind of things do you consider important to each other when you go to a show?

羽生

僕のこだわりはやっぱり音楽だったり・・・・。もちろん世界観も大事にしているんですけど、音楽との調和だったり。あとは自分が、どういう風にその音楽に対して物語を持っていったり、どういうテーマだったりということを常に明確にしていくことを大切にしています。

ただそれが、なにか「自分の中でこうやりたい」みたいな感じで完結してしまうのではなくて、ちゃんと皆さんの中に、自自分の思っていたものが100%「ボン」と伝わるわけではなかったとしても、何かしらが伝わるような演技にしたいなというのはいつも思っています。

Hanyu:

My focus is on the music and... of course, the worldview is important, but it is also important to be in harmony with the music. I also place importance on how I bring a story or theme to the music, and always make it clear.

I always want to make sure that the performance conveys something to the audience, even if it does not convey 100% of what I had in mind.

ハビ

僕もユヅルと同じですが、氷上でいろんな小さなストーリーを、もしくは音楽を表現することによってお客さんが自分たちのやっていることを・・・・、そして氷上で繰り広げていることを少しでも感じてもらいたいなと思っています。だから、できるだけお客さんをこちらに引き寄せたいなというように感じています。

今は神戸からの公演をすごく楽しみにしています。そこでは、非常に面白い時間が過ごせるのではないかなと期待しているんです。というのはこれまでの2公演とは違ってコラボレーションプログラムを用意しているのですけど、それは五輪でメダルを獲った時の曲をアーティストの方に実際に歌ってもらって滑るものです。実はあの曲を生の歌で滑るのは自分にとっても初めてのことなのですごく楽しみですし、お客さんにも気に入ってもらい、それを観ることによって五輪のことを思い出してくれたら嬉しいなと思っているんです。

Javi:

Like Yuzuru, I want the audience to feel what we are doing at... and what we are doing on the ice by expressing various small stories or music on the ice. That's why I feel like I want to attract customers here as much as possible.

I'm really looking forward to the performances from Kobe now. I'm looking forward a very interesting time there. That's because, unlike the previous two performances, we have prepared a collaboration program.

Actually, it's the first time for me to skate that song live, so I'm really looking forward to it, and I hope the audience will like it, where the artist actually sings the song that won the medal at the Olympics and skates.

羽生

ちょっとまた僕から質問したいんだけど、競技をする選手とプロスケーターの違いはどう感じていますか。

Hanyu:

I would like to ask you a question again. What do you feel is the difference between a competitive skater and a professional skater?

ハビ

とてもいい質問だよね (笑)。競技をやっていた時からプロになるというのは、1日で生活がガラッと変わってしまう感覚がありました。「競技を辞める」と決めた瞬間から、「新しい人生が始まったな」と感じました。毎日毎日、厳しいトレーニングをしなくてもよくなる。もちろんアイスショーへ向けての練習はするけど、競技をやっている時とはまったく違う世界です。それまでは自分でスケジュールをきっちり決めて、しっかり自分のことを管理してやり続けるのがとても大変でした。朝起きてトレーニングをして、氷上練習をして家に帰って休んでから寝て、という暮らしだったけど、それがすべて違ってきました。今ではもう、本当にいろんなことが1日のうちに起きています。まるで扉を開けて、新しい世界に一歩踏み出していく感覚です。それはとても面白いけど、それと同時にいろいろなことで、競技をやっていた時とは違う忍耐力が必要かなとも思います。

Javi:

That's a very good question (laughs). From the time I was competing, becoming a professional had the feeling that my life would completely change in a day. From the moment I decided to quit competing, I felt that a new life had begun. I don't have to train hard every day. Of course, I practice for the ice show, but it's a completely different world than when I'm competing. Until then, it was very difficult for me to set my own schedule, manage myself well, and keep going. I used to wake up in the morning, train, practice on the ice, go home to rest, and then go to bed. Now, so many things happen in a day. It is like opening a door and stepping into a new world. It is very interesting, but at the same time, I think it requires a different kind of patience than when I was competing.

——フェルナンデスさんがコラボのことを話しましたが、アーティストとのコラボレーションはファンタジー・オン・アイスならではのものですが、その場合の選曲はどういう基準でしていますか。またコラボレーションの面白さ、難しさも教えてください。

-- Fernandez-san, you talked about collaborations, but collaborations with artists are unique to Fantasy on Ice. Also, please tell us about the fun and difficulty of collaboration.

羽生

僕はそうですね、自分の得意な曲調でやることももちろんありますし、逆に何か、「あっ、こういうものもやりたいな」とか、「こういうこともできるよな」みたいな、自分の幅を広げるという意味でも曲を選んだりしてきました。だから何というか、今までやったことがないようなジャンルをやって・みたり････、というのももちろんあります。

ただ、コラボレーションというのはやっぱり、アーティストの方がそこにいらっしゃって、それで自分が演技をするので、通常よりもプレッシャーがかかるんです。アーティストさんに迷惑をかけたくないというか、一緒にやってより完璧なものを作りたいというプレッシャーはすごく強くあります。そういう意味ではすごく冒険でもあるし、また逆にそのプレッシャーがすごくいいパフォーマンスを生み出してくれることもあったりもするので。毎回すごい勉強をしながらやっているという感じは強いですね。

Hanyu:

For me, of course, there are times when I do songs that I'm good at, but on the other hand, I'm like, "Oh, I want to do something like this," or, "I can do this, too." I've been choosing songs in a meaningful way. That's why, of course, there's also the fact that I try and try genres that I've never tried before...

However, in a collaboration, the artist is there, and I act with them, so there is more pressure than usual. I don't want to bother the artist, or rather, the pressure to create something more perfect by working together is very strong. In that sense, it's a great adventure, and on the other hand, there are times when the pressure gives a very good performance. I have a strong feeling that I am studying hard every time.

ハビ

ユヅルの言う通りだと思いますね。やはりプレッシャーは、他の自分のプログラムを滑る時より多くかかるというのは同じ感覚ですけど、共演者の方とのチームワークというものも必要になってくるというのは強く感じます。ただ自分たちにとっては、いつもと違ったことを、新しいことをやるという面では非常にいい機会だとも思います。より特別な瞬間というか、特別な時間を過ごすことができると思います。

やはり生の歌というのはすごく美しいですし・・・。普通に練習をしている時には同じ曲をただ繰り返してかけるだけだったのですが、アーティストが生で歌う曲に合わせて滑るというのは貴重なことだし、とても新鮮でいいことだと思います。だから、そのために使う曲を選ぶときには、僕はまず自分に合う曲調のイメージというものを考えています。

Javi:

I think Yuzuru is right. I feel the same pressure as when I skate my own programs, but I also strongly feel that I need to work as a team with my co-stars. However, I think it is a great opportunity for us to do something new and different from what we usually do. I think we will be able to spend more special moments, or rather special time.

After all, live singing is so beautiful... When I was practicing normally, I would just play the same song over and over, but skating to the song that the artist sings live is a precious thing, and I think it's a very fresh and good thing. So, when I choose the songs to use for that purpose, I first think about the image of the tune that suits me.

——ふたりはこのファンタジー・オン・アイスでも長年共演していますし、他のアイスショーや大会後のエキシビションにも一緒に出演していると思いますが、これまでお互いに相手のプログラムや演技を見て「すごいな」と思ったものはありますか。それとともに、「自分にはできないな」と思ったこともありますか。

-- The two of you have worked together for many years in Fantasy on Ice, and I believe you have also performed together in other ice shows and post-competition exhibitions. Have there been any programs or performances that you have seen each other do that you thought "wow" and "I can't do that"?

羽生

何だろう、やっぱり彼にしかできないコミカルなプログラムというのはあるんですね。僕にはそういった、ちょっと力が抜けた感じというか････。ただそれは、単に笑いを取りにいっているわけではなくて。チャップリンもそうだけど、お客さんに対して気持ちを飛ばしつつ、でも何か自然体でありながら、でもちょっとコミカルな感じ。そのバランスというのは、お笑いになってはいけないからすごく難しいと思うんです。だから彼のやっている、お客さんたちとコネクトしながら「クスッ」と笑えるようなところとか、なにか気持ちがほぐれてくるようなものというのは、僕にはできない彼ならではの演技や動きだなと思います。

その理由となるとすごく表現が難しいんですけど、僕のスケートってなにかフワッとしている��イプじゃなくて、もつとガッチリお客さんの気持ちをつかみにいったりとか、逆にすごく美しく見せたりとかはできるんですけど、そういうなにかは・・・・。ちょっと技術的に詳しく言うと、ブレードを前後に揺らした感じとか、動きの止め感などというのは、彼ならではのものでもあるんです。そういったものがやっぱりうまいなと思います。

I guess there is a kind of comical program that only he can do. For me, it's that kind of relaxed feeling, or... But I am not just trying to get laughs. Like Chaplin, I want to be able to express my feelings to the audience, but at the same time be naturalistic, but still a little comical. I think it is very difficult to find a balance between these two, because it should not become a comedy. So, I think that the way he connects with the audience and makes them laugh or relax is something that only he can do, something that I cannot.

The reason for this is very difficult to express, but my skating isn't the type that is kind of airy, I try to grasp the audience's feelings more firmly, and on the contrary, I can make it look very beautiful. But that kind of thing is... Technically speaking, the feeling of swinging the blade back and forth, the feeling of stopping the movement, etc. is something that is unique to him. I think that kind of thing is really good.

ハビ

ユヅルのプログラムで「すごいな!」と思ったものはいっぱいあるから、選ぶのは大変ですね(笑)。でも強いて言えば、ひとつ思い出したのは、名前は出てこないのですけど、黒い衣装でロック調の曲ですごくかっこいいやつ。僕の『ブラック・ベティ』にちょっと似た感じのプログラムですね。

Javi:

There are a lot of Yuzuru's programs that made me think, "That's amazing!", so it's hard to choose one (laughs). But if I had to say it, I remember one that I can't name it, but it was a very cool one with a black costume and rock music. It's a bit like my "Black Betty" program.

羽生

何だろう、「マスカレード」かな?

Hanyu:

What is it, "Masquerade"?

ハビ

いや、もっと以前のプログラムだったね。

Javi:

No, it was an earlier program.

羽生

それなら、ドアーズの「ハロー・アイ・ラブ・ユー」かな。それとも、ゲイリー・ムーアの「パリの散歩道」かな？

Hanyu:

Then it's "Hello I Love You" by The Doors. Or maybe Gary Moore's "Parisienne Walkways"?

ハビ

アッ、ゲイリームーアだ。『Parisienne Walkways」だね。ロック調ですごくかっこよかったんだ。それにもうひとつよく覚えていて印象的だったのは、「春よ、来い」ですね。日本の曲というので『Parisienne Walkways」とはまったく違ったスタイルの演技だけど、スケーターとして自分の国の曲で演技をするのは特別な思いがあると思っています。あのプログラムはすごく滑りが素晴らしいだけではなくて、ユヅルのプログラムに込めている気持ちが伝わって来るような演技だったので、もう芸術作品だと思って見ていました。

Javi:

Ah, Gary Moore. 'Parisienne Walkways'. It was rock-style and really cool. Another thing I remembered very well was "Haru Yo, Koi" It's a Japanese song, so it's style is completely different from "Parisienne Walkways", but as a skater, I think it's a special feeling to perform to your own country's song. Ah, his program was not only amazingly slick, but it was his acting that conveyed the feelings that Yuzuru put into his program, so I thought it was a work of art when I was watching it.

Ps. Yuzuru black-top costume Parisienne Walkways 2012 video and photos.

——そんな状況も経験しているからこそ、3年ぶりのファンタジー・オン・アイスはふたりと��すごく楽しみにしていたと思いますが、今回はアイスショーに対する思いを聞いてみたいと思います。おふたりともこのファンタジーに限らず、初めてアイスショーに出演した時に、競技会との違いをどう感じましたか。そして経験を積んできた中で、その印象はどう変化し、どう自分の成長につながってきたと感じていますか。

--I think that's why both of you were really looking forward to the first Fantasy on Ice show in 3 years, and I would like to ask you about your thoughts on ice shows. How did you both feel the difference from competitions when you performed in ice shows for the first time, not only this fantasy show? How have your impressions changed as you have gained experience, and how do you feel they have led to your personal growth?

羽生

僕は正直、最初から競技会よりアイスショーの方が好きだったので、「見てもらえる!」という嬉しさが強かったですね。やっぱり僕自身の中でもアイスショーに憧れていた気持ちが強かったので、自分が初めてスポットライトを浴びて滑った時は緊張感などよりも、楽しかった思い出の方が強烈に記憶に残っています。

ただ、段々、段々経験を積むにつれて、やっぱり「いい演技をしなければいけない」とか、コラボレーションだったら「完璧にしなくてはいけない」などという気持ちがドンドン湧いてくるので。そういう意味では、昔より楽しめなくなっているなとも思います。でもそれがいい演技につながったというのもあるし。ただ楽しんで、自分のために滑っているのではなくちゃんとお客さんとコネクティングしたり、また自分の表現したいものにちゃんと責任を持ってスケートをしなくてはいけないとか。今では何か、自分がアイスショーに出演すあるスケーターとしての責任みたいなものを、しっかり感じながら滑れているなと感じます。

Hanyu:

To be honest, I liked the ice show more than the competition from the beginning, "You can see it!" I was very happy to be able to do this. After all, I had a strong desire to go to an ice show myself, so when I skated in the spotlight for the first time, I remember the fun memories more than the nervousness.

However, as I gain more and more experience, I feel that I have to give a good performance, or if it is a collaboration, I feel that I have to make it perfect. In that sense, I think I don't enjoy it as much as I used to. But that also leads to good performances. I have to skate not only for my own sake, but also to connect with the audience, and to be responsible for what I want to express. Now I feel that I can skate with a sense of responsibility as a skater who performs in ice shows.

——そういう気持ちや技術、表現などは、競技会にも還元できているのではないですか。

-- I think that such feelings, techniques, and expressions are also being reflected in the competitions.

羽生

それはもちろんあります。でもなにか、やっぱり競技の時の緊張感とアイスショーの時の緊張感はけっこう違うんですよね。リンクが狭かったり、という制約ももちろんあるんですけど、それよりも「お客さんたちにどう伝えるか」というのが大切なので。競技会だとジャッジに向けてどう伝えるかというのがメインなので、その違いは大きいですね。だからバーッと360度、全方向に対して気持ちを飛ばすということは意識しています。もちろん昔は、そこまで考えていませんでしたけど(笑)。

Hanyu:

Of course there is. But the tension during a competition is quite different from the tension during an ice show. Of course, there are restrictions, such as the narrowness of the rink, but more important is "how to communicate to the audience". In competitions, the main focus is on how to communicate to the judges, so there is a big difference. So, I am conscious of flying my feelings 360 degrees in all directions. Of course, in the past, I didn't think that far ahead (laughs).

ハビ

僕は最初のアイスショーのことは覚えていないんです。スペインの小さなショーだったかもしれないなもしかしたら初めてのアイスショーは、今もスケートクラブの子供たちが小さなショーをやっているからそれだったかもしれない。でも今、ユヅルが言ったことに付け加えると、やっぱりショーは試合とは違う雰囲気だったので、それがすごく楽しみでした。照明もあったりして特別感もあるから、それを楽しめるのがいいかなと思います。

ただ、どうしてもショーになると照明がチカチカしたりするので、それに慣れなければいけないこともあったり、自分が学んでいかなければいけないこともたくさんあります。でもすべてのスケーターにとって、ショーに出るということはすごくいい経験になることだと思います。誰でもみんな、たくさんのお客さんに観てもらいたいと思っている。世界のお客さんたちに見てもらって、フィギュアスケートを好きになってもらいたいと思います。

Javi:

I don't remember my first ice show. Maybe it was a small show in Spain. Maybe it was my first ice show, because the kids in my skating club still do small shows. But to add to what Yuzuru just said, I knew the show had a different atmosphere from the competition, so I was really looking forward to that. There were lights and a special atmosphere, so I thought it would be good to enjoy it.

However, when it comes to shows, the lights flicker, so there are things I have to get used to, and there are many things I have to learn. But I think for all skaters, going to a show is a great experience. Everyone wants to see as many people as possible. I hope that people from all over the world will see it and fall in love with figure skating.

羽生

あとは、アイスショーだと自分のオリジナリティを出さなければいけないと思いますね。自分が滑るからこそ喜んでもらえるものだったり、自分にしか滑れないものだったり。そういうものがすごく必要になるのがアイスショーだなと思っています。僕はそういうことを、アイスショーを通じて学んだなと思っているけどハビはどう思っている?

Hanyu:

Also, in an ice show, I think I have to show my originality. I can be happy because I can skate, or something that only I can skate. I think ice shows require such things. I think I have learned that through ice shows, but what does Javi think?

ハビ

僕がアイスショーのいい部分だと思うところは、いろんな遊び心を持って自分たちの演技ができるというところだと思っています。例えば音楽の選曲だったり、どういうスタイルのプログラムを選ぶかというところでも、普段ではできない色々なことを試すこともできます。そのうえに競技会とは違い、すごく難しいテクニカルなことをやる必要も無い。ステップを複雑にする必要も無いし、すごいスピンを入れる必要も無くて、本当にオープンに「お客さんを楽しませる」ということに重きを置いてやることができる。

それで音楽も「自分が滑りたいな」とか、「これをやったらすごく自分が盛り上がるな」という曲を選ぶことができる。ショーというのは観てくれる人のため、お客さんのためというのもあるんですけど、もちろんそれ以外にも「自分たちのためにも役に立つ」ところもあると思います。

Javi:

I think one of the best parts of ice shows is that we can perform with a playful spirit. For example, we can try various things that we normally cannot do, such as music selection or what style of program to choose. Moreover, unlike competitions, we don't have to do very difficult technical things. We don't have to complicate our steps or put in amazing spins, and we can really focus on "entertaining the audience" in an open manner.

And then, as for the music, we can choose songs that we "want to skate to," or songs that we "get really excited when we do this" . Of course, a show is for the audience, but it is also "useful for us" in other ways.

——そういうアイスショーに向けて羽生選手は、以前にも「練習ではかなり追い込んでいる」と話していましたが、その追い込み方は競技会へ向けてとの違いは心を追い込むとか、気持ちを高めるという、精神的なものが多くなるのですか。

-- Hanyu, you have said in the past that you are "pushing hard in practice" for such ice shows, but is the way you push yourself differently from competitions, in that you push your mind or raise your spirits?

羽生

これは今回のファンタジーへ向けてのことですけど。今回もかなり追い込んだ練習をやってきて、実際に体重が3 キログラムくらい減って、すごく体力もついたと思っています。でも、練習している時は･･･普通の競技会へ向けた練習だったら、さっき「ジャッジに向けてどう伝えるかを考える」と話したように、いつも同じパターンでしかやらないんですね。同じ方向を正面にしてしかやらないんです。

でも今回のファンタジーに向けて練習をした時には裏側でやってみて、それが本当にどういう風に見えているかというのもちょっと考えながらやっていました。その時に、「本当にこれがちゃんと表現できているかな?」と考えて。正面から見た時に表現できているのは当たり前なんですけど、そうじゃなくて裏側から見た時にカッコいいかどうか。ちゃんとシルエットがきれいかどうか、というのはすごく考えてやました。そういう意味では、一つひとつのディテールを、細かく、細かく砕いていって練習をするというのがアイスショーには必要だと思うので、それだけ時間はかかります。

それにもちろんジャンプもしっかり跳ばないと意味が無いので、そういう面では競技会の時に学んだ、「ジャンプをどれだけ正確に跳んでいけるか」という練習をしつつ、それにプラスアルファで、反対側の位置でやってみたりとか、細かいディテールをやっているという感じですね。

Hanyu:

This is for this fantasy. This time too, I practiced quite hard, and I actually lost about 3 kilograms, and I think I gained a lot of physical strength. But when I'm practicing... When I'm practicing for a normal competition, I always follow the same pattern, just like I said before, "I think about how to tell the judges." . I only do it with the same direction facing the front.

However, when I practiced for this fantasy, I tried to do it on the back side and thought about how it would really look like. I was thinking, "Am I really expressing this properly? I wondered if I was really expressing it correctly. It is a given that it is expressed when seen from the front, but I also wondered if it looked cool when seen from the back. I really thought about whether or not the silhouette is beautiful. In that sense, I think it is necessary for an ice show to practice each and every detail in detail, so it takes a lot of time.

And of course, there's no meaning in jumping unless you do it well, so in that respect, while practicing "how accurately you can jump", which I learned at the competition, I also added something to the position on the other side. It feels like I'm doing fine details, such as trying it out.

ハビ

ショーへ向けたトレーニングプログラムの話だったよね?

Javi:

We were talking about a training program for the show, right?

羽生

そうだよ。

Hanyu:

Yes, it is.

ハビ

ユヅルは試合の時もアイスショーの時も、とにかく周到に準備をするタイプなんですよね (笑)。僕はそこまでではないですけど、ただショーというのは試合よりお客さんたちが近くにいて、そのお客さんの目の前で演技をします。その点で非常にいい面としては、自分のキャラクターであったり、自分自身をお客さんに売り込めるというか、わかってもらうことができることです。ただそれはいいんですけど、ひとつ怖いというかマイナス点というのは、目の前にいるので逆にお客さんの反応がしっかり見えてしまうことです。もしそこでお客さんたちの反応があまり良くないときには、非常に怖いというのがあります(笑)。試合もアイスショーもとにかく全力でやるだけですけど、そういう点は違っているので、楽しくもあり怖くもあるのは、アイスショー独特のものなんです。

Javi:

Yuzuru is the type of skater who prepares very carefully for both competitions and ice shows (laughs). I am not that much, but in a show, I am closer to the audience than in a competition, and I perform in front of them. The good thing about this is that I can sell my character and myself to the audience, or at least have them understand me. The downside is that I an right in front of the audience, so I can see their reactions. If the reaction of the audience is not so good, I am very scared (laugh). I just do my best in competition and ice shows, but that's the difference, so it's fun and scary, It is unique to ice shows.

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kumamoto-division · 6 months

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Happy halloween!

Here the halloween costumes of strange magic! Happy halloween 🎃 (and thanks to @saitama-division for make costumes for Aoba and Natsume

Aoba-hrist

"i should thanks to Kaiji san for help with this, although the idea was from Kururi,she said that hrist fits with me considering my mood swings although i wonder where she get the swords....what you said?! "If crossdresssing upset me?!".. hahaha i not into crossdressing so much like other models or Natsume but i was Rui's dressed up doll for years so not,it not upset me... talking abou it i need go to kobe city... i'm will to pass this night with Izana-san because my sister is with her friends and Kunio and Natsume are together...and here, something from me this halloween"

You received a treat!

Valkirye blessing:white chocolate truffles with black chocolate mousse inside,the truffles have the image of a shiel and are sweets to the first bite but became bitter due to the dark chocolate...feels like a cursed under a bless facade

Kunio-Ren/len

"since i perfomed in Karakuri burst i feel a connection with my character...i don't know why the connection but i can understand...the feeling of empty when you're lonely...and rejected...but left the sadness by side this costume is amazing...the katana? Is a prop from the theater...take this"

You received a treat!

Blade gummy:several gummies with the form of blades,they look realistic but when you bite them are sweets,fruity and acids

Natsume-Rin/Tsubaki

"i love this costume! Kururi's idea of cosplay was good,besides Tsubaki is a good character...a girl who turned into a human puppet who forget the men she once loved until his reunión as enemies... it's tragic but romantic... i'm sorry sweetie for don't noticed you before, happy halloween"

You received a treat!

Crystal lollipops: caramel lollipops that look like colorful crystals, it's flavor is saccharine but acid at the same time,almost like a sweet poison

#hypmic #hypnosis mic #hypnosis mic oc #hypmic oc #hypnosis microphone #kumamoto division #strange magic #aoba yamamura #kunio chōten #natsume kurome #halloween event #halloween event 2023

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euphoricimagination · 2 years

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Summary: The Interhigh is already here, you’re going to the Hyogo Prefectural Cultural Gymnasium, where the winner will be determined. December then rolls around, the guys helping you to the holidays with lots of love before the big tournament happens. Sadly, you received sudden news that could change your life forever.

Year 1: Suna x reader; Miya twins x reader(platonic)

[Part 1 - Part 2 - Part 3 - Part 4] -> Second Year

The first school that they have a match with is Hōtoku Gakuen High School, starting the match with Inarizaki serving, gaining a point right away thanks to Atsumu and setting the peace for the rest of the game, Inarizaki winning the two first sets quite easily.

“That was really good guys, you did awesome” you say while giving them their water bottles “Although Rin, by the end of the match it felt like you were slacking off a little”

“We were winning though” he whines back as he back hugs you

“Does it matter though? You know that things can turn around when you least expect it. Try not to do it again, ok?” He nods while taking a sip of his water

“The long matches with Fukurodani really helped us today, I'm not tired at all!” exclaims Atsumu

A few hours after eating lunch the guys have their second match of the day with Kobe High School, one of the favorites to continue the round; and while everyone knew that Inarizaki has a good history of going to the nationals, it seems that having too many first years in their line up made them doubt the school a bit.

The match started, this time the other team serving first, and before anyone could notice, the ball was already smashing the floor, which ended up with the first set in favor of Kobe High. You go around giving them their bottles and telling them some things that you were able to pick up from the other school, listening to you carefully. The whistle sounds telling the players that the second set is going to start when you hear the twins scream.

“This game is going to be fun, Samu!”

“I know, Tsumu. Let´s win this!”

The second set starts with a serving ace by Atsumu. He does it again by switching his serve from the powerful one that he has been using, to the floating one. This time the set goes in Inarizaki´s favor; and Suna, who in the first set was mostly blocking and using normal attacks, starts to use the wide range one. The move not only confuses the blockers, but also the whole audience; for them Suna basically looks like he was diving horizontally. The second set finishes in favor of Inarizaki. The third set starts with a powerful serve from the other team, but Inarizaki is able to dig it nicely, ending up with Inarizaki winning 30 – 28.

“Well done guys! You did amazing!” you say to them

“Chibi-chan!! We're going to the finals!!” screams Atsumu crashing you into a tight hug

“Tsumu, I can't breathe” you chuckle making Atsumu relax his embrace while muttering a little sorry “Should we go to eat dinner? You have a big game tomorrow too”

“Let's get ramen!”

“Sure, you need to stretch first...and a shower”

“Chibi!” exclaims Atsumu offended, only receiving a hit on the back of his neck.

After all of that is done the coach takes your to a ramen place nearby. Throughout the dinner the team talked about the matches, not only the good things, but they also wanted you to give them all the feedback to get better, it was heartwarming how much they wanted your opinions. When you were done, you went back to the school for a meeting so the boys could prepare for the next day

“So let me start by saying that you guys did really well today, well done, but we still have one more match to go. Let me give you this report of Koyo Gakuin, the school we're playing against. Yn-chan can you pass them?”

“Sure”

“Report? Do we have to read it?” asks Osamu

“We just won 2 games, coach! We're tired” adds Atsumu

“Oh, so you guys want to throw away all the hard work your manager put into this? Go ahead then” The boys eyes widen at that sentence, clearly not expecting that.

“Chibi-chan, did you do this? Why? When?” asks Osamu

“Yep, I did it. There's so much I can do as a manager, so I wanted to help you as much as I can. And when we received the lists of schools, I search them up and I thought that Koyo Gakuin would go to the finals...So, I went to watch their match when you were resting”

“You did all that...for us? Damn, we have the best manager ever” says Suna astonished

“So, still tired?” asks the coach with a smirk on his face

“Tired? Who's tired? Couldn't be me. Let's read this” says Atsumu

“Good job, Yn-chan. The match hasn't even started and I already know they will win” whispers the coach while the boys are reading the report and discussing it.

It's the day of the finals, today it’s the day were it’s decided if you go to Tokyo or not. After the meeting the guys were more confident than ever, everyone could feel their energy when they entered the gym. Despite all this the coach asks you to do the prep-talk, because for some reason, he thinks that your words will be 10 times more effective than anything he could say.

“Ehh...You guys have practiced like crazy for this, I've witnessed all the efforts you have put into it. This is your first match with 5 sets, but you have played longer with Fukurodani and have won. You guys are strong, you know this. You got this; I believe in all of you”

“You heard our chibi-chan. Let's go all to Tokyo” screams the captain

And just like the coach thought, Inarizaki was killing the game; it wasn’t by a huge gap, but they ended up winning by the 4th set. The guys hug each other after winning, all of their emotions coming out at once. You tried your best to not cry, but failed miserably; you had seen the amount of hours all of them spent practicing, so you couldn't help but feel proud. Unexpectedly Suna was the first to run up to you and hug you, the twins following seconds after making it a group hug.

“I'm so proud of you guys” you say to them

“Thank ya for being our manager”

“We love ya chibi-chan”

December rolls around, and with that the winter break. Surprisingly, even the twins were down to take it easy throughout the 2 weeks of festivities, which shocked you greatly.

It was a week before Christmas when you started to feel sick, to the point that you had to leave early from the Friday afternoon. You hoped that it was just a little sickness, however you started to feel worse the more time it passes. You were tired, but couldn’t sleep properly; you were nervous and anxious, but you didn’t know why; and despite the boys constant messages and calls, you felt lonely and insecure.

When you went to the doctor he told you that you were fine, and all the symptoms could be because of homesickness, after all Christmas was coming and the way it was celebrated in Japan was completely different, which may have triggered it.

It was the 24th, you were lying on your bed when you heard a bunch of voices coming from downstairs, voices that soon came to the front of your door. As soon as the door opens, you see the three of your favorite people, a mix of blankets and snacks on their arms.

“Ya look dead Chibi” Atsumu says receiving a slap on his head

“Yer’re such an insensitive pig!”

“I’m trying to be honest!”

“Both of you are idiots” adds Suna; you chuckle at the scene, making the guys turn to you again “What happened to you sunshine?”

“I haven’t feel good lately” you say, your voice shaking. Atsumu pouts, taking one blanket and moving to cuddle your left side, Osamu cuddles your right side passing you a cup of dangos, and Suna puts his bag by the end of the bed and lays on top of you.

“We were worried about ya Chibi, yer mom told us that ya were barely eating” Osamu pass you a snack so you can eat it “Ya need to take care of yerself”

“Yeah, we miss ya a lot Chibi” Atsumu adds hugging you tighter “Everyone in the team misses ya a lot”

“I told you to tell us whenever you need help, idiot, you don’t have to deal with things alone anymore, you have us” Suna flicks your forehead lightly. Truth is, your mom told them everything, so they knew that you probably just needed love; which was evident by the small tears that started to fall.

“Thank you guys, I love you” you sob

“We love ya too. Don’t leave us again, ok? It’s boring without ya” Atsumu says while drying your fallen tears. They let you relax while telling you what happened throughout the week, a successful attempt to cheer you up. Once they saw that your mood got better, Atsumu moves slightly to pass you a bag “Merry Christmas Chibi, we know it’s not the same, but we hope it helps”

Inside of it there was the classic Japanese Christmas cake, alongside some KFC, a laptop and some gifts.

“We figure that ya don’t wanna go out, so we’ll just have a movie marathon together. We can do more traditional stuff next year when ya feel better” Osamu says while setting up things; at the same time Suna moves behind you, pulling you so your back is on his chest and his head on top of yours. After a few movies passed, all of you fell asleep in a cuddle pile.

The team told you to come back for the Nationals, so for the next week the guys went straight to your house after practice, they didn’t want you to be alone and your family was more than happy to have them there. Slowly you started to feel much better, but they didn’t want you to get overwhelmed again so they told you to stay at home while they went to a shrine on January 1st. When they came back, they arrived with charms and a surprise bag for you, alongside many other gifts from the rest of the team.

They stayed over until January 3rd, only leaving to their houses to pack their suitcases since the Nationals start on the 5th and you’ll be leaving at midnight. After a small fight between the twins trying to decide with who you should sit, you opted to sit with Suna; you love the twins but they can be a little extra from time to time.

“I´m falling sleep as soon as I can, just to let you know”

“Rin, it´s midnight, that´s exactly what I want”

You all settle down, the twins looking at you with a look of betrayal, yet happy that you were back with them. As soon as the bus starts moving, you get comfortable in the sit and lay your head on Suna's shoulder; before falling asleep, you can feel him moving a little so your head is in a more comfortable position, kissing the top of your head.

The six hours pass rapidly with all of the boys sleeping. It´s 6.30 am when you wake up, but you couldn’t move much because Suna was laying his head on top of yours and had a arm around your shoulders. The coach noticed that you were awake, so he whispers to you

“Yn-chan, good that you´re awake. We should be arriving in a few minutes. Can you start waking them up please?”

“Sure coach”

You had to start with Suna considering how he was holding onto you, so you open the curtains of the bus just enough to let some sun in.

“Rin, hey Rin wake up” you say while poking his chest rapidly “Rin c´mon, wake up”

“Mhm chibi-chan shut up” answers in a low voice, and instead of letting you go, he moves in to hug you better “what time is it?”

“6.34 we should be arriving soon, let me go so I can wake the others up”

“No” says putting his face on the crock of your neck, somehow hugging you even tighter. You put your hands on his shoulder to try to push away from him, but that just makes him hug you tighter. You get flustered, feeling your cheeks get warmer since you never have seen Suna this clingy before.

“Rin seriously, I need to wake them up, please let go of me” you insist

He sighs, but straighten himself and looks at you with his barely open eyes. You have to admit, he looks hot, the sun light giving him a light glow. The fluster look on your face doesn’t leave at all, making him smirk a little.

“Guess it was worth it to open my eyes, I have a beautiful view in front of me” he says while moving his eyes up and down. He was taking a risk by flirting with you, he knew that, but it was worth a shot. You feel his arms relax a little, so you take the opportunity and get up.

“Anyways, good morning, Rin. I’m going to wake the others up” You go to the sit behind you, where Kita and Aran were siting. Your fluster state didn’t get any better when you see Kita open his eyes with a little smile.

“Sorry, I woke up when you opened the curtain. I was going to help you if things went further though, I promise” he tells you making you go red again. You know he said it with good intentions, but what else was he expecting? Suna and you are just friends…

“Can you help me wake them up please?” you ask him trying to ignore the last part of his sentence

“Sure thing”

With the help of Kita everyone was awake when you arrived at the hotel. When you came back to the seat, Suna acts like nothing happened, so you decided to ignore the weird feeling and continue your conversation while arriving to the hotel and getting your things set up; the boys are all on the 3rd floor while you are on the 4th, next to the coach room.

After everyone was ready and with full stomachs, you go to a nearby gym so the boys can practice. It was odd, but you couldn’t sense any nerves from the team, not even the first years even though this would be their first time playing in the Nationals. The practice goes like usual, everyone doing their best and trying to perfect their attacks. It was already late when the coach told them to stop.

“But coach, it´s still early. Tomorrow are the Nationals; we have to practice more!” exclaims Atsumu.

“Tsumu, you already practice a lot. If you continue your body is going to get tired and you can have trouble tomorrow, you don’t want that do you?” you say this time

“But…”

“Taking care of yourself is also part of training, you know that”

“…I know”

“Then let´s go” the coach adds “Well done Yn-chan, I can always trust you to make sense with the team”

When you arrived at the hotel, you looked up the potential team you could go against, Shiratorizawa, from the Miyagi prefecture. The ace of that team, UshijimaWakatoshi, looks really strong, especially considering that he's only a second year.

You spend a good part of the night researching the teams before falling asleep, information that you share with the coach on the way to the gymnasium. Now the boys seem much more nervous, fidgeting with their clothes, or talking more; Atsumu in particular seems to be quieter than usual.

“Tsumu, are you okay?” You ask him, making him look at you with widen eyes

“Yes, just a little nervous”

“You´re going to be fine, I know it” you take his hand, trying to soothe him; so he moves you into a tight hug

“Thanks, chibi”

Once you enter the gym you noticed that it was full of colors due to the uniforms of the other schools, and since your uniform was fully black, you stood out. You were on the back of the pack making sure that all the boys stayed together alongside Osamu; you noticed that a lot of teams were looking at you, not only were you the manager of Inarizaki, but you also stood out from the rest. At some point the crowd level starts to get higher, so you instinctively take Osamu´s arm before anything happens.

“Scared chibi? Everyone is tall here” he teases you

“I just don’t want to wander off. I´m not comfortable in huge crowds”

“I know, come here, we don’t want to lose our beautiful manager with so many men around” he passes his arm over your shoulder protectively before kissing your temple.

You stopped on an emptier area, waiting for the opening ceremony to start. You were talking to Aran and Atsumu, who asked about the team they were against with, when you hear a commotion around. You barely can hear the whispers ‘isn’t that dude on the top 5?’ ‘Dude, he´s huge’.

“HEY, HEY, HEY! CHIBI HEY!” right when you turn around, you feel a really strong pair of arms around your waist, lifting you up from the ground and spinning you.

“Bokuto-san!” you laugh, putting your arms around his shoulders to give him a hug.

“Bokuto-san, stop spinning around and put her down, we don’t want anything to happen to her, do we?” says Akaashi, who’s right behind

“AKAASHI! Do you really think I would let anything happen to her?” whines Bokuto, putting you down nonetheless and moving to give you a back hug “I just missed our chibi-chan a lot”

“I know, Bokuto-san, I missed her too. Hi Yn-chan, how have you been?” he asks while putting his attention on you. You take Bokuto’s arm off and go to his side to give him a quick hug

“I’m fine Akaashi, how are you?” you say while letting him go, Bokuto immediately coming back into the back-hug before answering the question

“We have been fine! You know the other day we had a practice match with Nekoma and…”

“We’re still here, you know. Hi Bokuto-san, hi Akaashi-kun” says Atsumu with his eyes a little squinted

“TSUMU! HI! Sorry I forgot to say hi to you. HI GUYS!” screams Bokuto waving at the rest of the team. They smile waving back before letting you be, knowing that you missed the guys and that you would be safe with them.

After all the commotion the whispers around you intensify; you could hear some of them going like ‘who’s that girl that Bokuto, THE Bokuto is hugging?’ ‘she’s hot too’ ‘Isn't she dating some Inarizaki member? She was with the grey hair dude’, making you tense up. You felt a hand moving up and down on your arms, helping you come back to reality before realizing it was from Bokuto. When you look at him, he just smiles before putting his chin on top of your head.

Bokuto tells you that he is in the other group, so the only way for your schools to play against each other will be if both of you win every single match and meet in the semifinals. You continue talking to them until a voice came out of a speaker, announcing that it was time to get ready for the opening ceremony.

“BYE GUYS! Let's meet at the semifinals!” Bokuto says to our team

“Of course, make sure to not lose Bokuto-san, we will be waiting there” snickers back Atsumu with a playful grin

“I will win!” after that he turns and ruffles your hair “See you Chibi-chan, cheer for me okay?”

“Bokuto-san, she has a team to cheer on herself. We will see you in between matches, Yn-chan, after all we still owe you a birthday present”

“You don't have to buy me anything, Akaashi, it's fine. Good luck!! And Bokuto-san” he bends down noticing that you wanted to whisper something “I will cheer for you too”

“HEY, HEY, HEY. We will win Akaashi!!! Let's go!”

You go back to your foxes while they get ready, Suna, Atsumu and Osamu instantly came closer to you, a mix of proud, happy, sad and nervousness on their faces.

“I'm happy that ya have friends outside of us, chibi-chan” says Osamu taking your hand and squishing it while Atsumu lays on you.

“We are still your favorites, right?” asks Suna

“Of course, you guys will always be my favorites players and friends”

“We better be. After all we have been together”

“Let’s do this guys, let's win against everyone” says Atsumu with determination.

The guys are warming up and practicing their receives before the match. The school sent the school band to cheer for the team, making the boys presence even bigger; they were the team with the biggest cheering squad, it was impressive how intimidating it was.

“Chibi-chan, do you know something about our rival?” asks the captain when they finished their practice time

“Yeah, from what I have seen they are really good at blocking, it’s their best weapon”

“But they don’t look that tall? They’re a little taller than Suna” says Osamu

“How do you guys think that’s not tall?” you ask in disbelief “they react fast and their timing is almost perfect. They also seem to adapt fast”

“Got it. Thanks, Chibi” adds the captain ruffling your hair.

Atsumu does his little routine with the band before sending a powerful serve, earning a direct point with ease. Inarizaki is able to gain three points like this, but in the fourth one their libero was almost able to stop it. For his next serve Atsumu takes 4 steps, meaning that he will change his serve from the powerful one to the float one, but the other team doesn’t really notice, resulting with them in shock when they realize that he had fool them.

The match was completely dominated by Inarizaki, winning the two sets by a quite large margin. The other team was barely able to make points, and a part of them were due to the guys' mistakes.

“Man, that was easy. Are ya sure they were good in their other games chibi?” asks Atsumu

“They were, but you seem to completely break any strategy that they had with your serves”

“By the end of the first set they looked defeated, I guess they didn’t have a good day today” says Suna

“I hate playing against people who suck”

“Stop being an ass Tsum. GUYS! Let’s go so you can eat something light; your next match is at 14.30, you can rest in the meantime” you call the team

“Yes madam!”

You go to the backstage so the guys can rest a little. Suna goes to sleep, others are eating a snack, the twins said something about buying a t-shirt. After organizing everything you got up to see the chronogram of the matches, the match of Shiratorizawa was about to start.

You leave the boys alone, Kita promising to take charge for you, and went to the side of the court to see them play. You watched part of their match in their prefecture, when they played against Aoba Johsai. In terms of technicality, teamwork and plays Seijoh looked stronger, but Shiratorizawa had Ushijima on their team, and he was able to break all of that. When watching their match, you couldn’t stop feeling sorry about Seijoh, they were really good, although their setter was the best player in the team. Sadly, power overtook him and his team.

When you arrived, Shiratorizawa already had 3 points. You got there just in time to see the infamous Ushijima serve, and man he was powerful. Luckily the other team was able to dig it, ending up with a point. You were so concentrated in the game that you barely noticed the arms that were going through your waist, alongside with a chin on top of your head.

“Hey, hey, hey chibi-chan!”

“Fuck!” you say scared “Bokuto-san! You almost gave me a heart attack!”

“Hey! It’s not my fault you didn’t hear me!” he answers squishing you even tighter

“We did talk to you and you didn’t hear us, Yn-chan” chuckles Akaashi while patting your head “Here, I bought you a Chinese bun”

“Thanks, ‘Kaashi” How did you not notice Bokuto loud self? That’s an answer you’ll never have.

“If I didn’t know how cute you are I would have run away from you chibi-chan. You looked so serious!” says Bokuto while putting his head against your shoulder.

“Sorry, Bokuto-san, I guess I was more focused than I thought. Did you guys win?”

“Of course we did!”

“Everything went smoothly, Bokuto-san didn’t have any major problems. I assumed you guys won too, that’s why you´re here” answers Akaashi

“Sharp as always ‘Kaashi” you smile at him before looking back at the court “I wanted to see them play, I couldn’t watch the whole match against Aoba Johsai. I want to do everything that I can to help the guys”

“Chibi-chan you´re so cool!” says Bokuto loudly, making some people turn around to look at you.

“Understandable, Shiratorizawa is strong” adds Akaashi focusing his eyes on the game right when they score another point “Ushijima-san is in the top 3 after all, meaning than he´s better than Bokuto-san”

“AKAASHI! That wasn’t necessary” pouts Bokuto

“And Bokuto-san is already super strong” you say, hearing a little mhm from Bokuto while he hugs you tighter, he really hasn’t let go of you this whole time “is he a monster or what?”

“He is, but he is not the only monster on the team. A lot of teams forget that he isn’t the only one playing” adds Bokuto with a sudden serious tone

“He works as a good bait too”

Right when you say that Shiratorizawa gains another point, winning the first set. But that point wasn’t done by the ace, or any of the other wing spikers, it was through a block. You haven’t been paying much attention to the number 5, the middle blocker, because Ushijima shined so brightly, but he definitely reacted differently to any other block system you’ve seen so far. The last point of the game going to Shiratorizawa made you notice him

“That middle blocker…the number 5”

“You noticed? Good” Akaashi smiles at you

“He jumps before the setter passes the ball…?”

“He does something called Guess Block; he guesses where the ball is going to go” explains Akaashi

“But it´s still a guess, how can he be so sure where is going?”

“He´s a monster as well, he´s exceptionally good at guessing, and he’s right most of the time. So annoying” says Bokuto

“The amount of pressure he puts into the setters is incredible. After a few of his well guess blocks the setters start panicking and try to find a way to not be read” adds Akaashi

“Damn they’re good. At least it’s going to be harder for him to guess with us, with Rin and his wide range”

“Yeah, it’s going to take him a while to get used to Suna-san, that’s good. Atsumu-san is a really good setter as well, he’s not going to make it easy for him”

“True, and he’s way too competitive”

Shiratorizawa leaves passing besides you when the match ended. Your eyes go from Ushijima to the number 5, only to find the latter looking at all of you with a confused expression, eyes moving to the arms of the ace in your body. Suddenly all the whispers become clear, the majority were talking about how good the match was, or about Shiratorizawa, but there were also some about you; after all seeing the manager of Inarizaki being hugged almost throughout the whole game by the ace of Fukurodani wasn’t a normal sight.

“Oh? Do we have a couple here? Is this a hidden relationship?” asks the number 5 with a lot of enthusiasm, making some of his team stop too.

“What?”

“Oh, you don’t have to worry, if you don’t want your team to know I won’t say a thing!!” adds the red head with a teasing tone

“Chibi-chan and I? We’re not dating, I just think she’s cute!” Bokuto says while he unwraps himself, he could tell that you were more nervous than normal

“Bokuto-san likes giving hugs to people, but since most don’t like that he doesn’t do it often. Yn-chan here is a foreigner, she’s used to a lot more casual skinship. That’s why he clings to her when they meet. Please don’t misunderstand” explains Akaashi

"Yeah, we’re not dating, it’s what Akaashi said” you say looking at the red hair again

“So, a foreigner, how interesting! We don’t see a lot of foreigners! I’m Tendou Satori, nice to meet you!”

“I’m Yn, nice to meet you too. Your hair is cool, I like it”

“EHH?! You like my hair? You’re not afraid of me?”

“Why would I be afraid of you? You look nice” you say confused

“Everyone’s is afraid of me when they first meet me. You’re so nice, Yn-chan, so nice” he explains. Why would anyone be rude towards him?

“That’s just…mean. Why would anyone do that? Anyways, I should get going though, my boys must be waiting for me”

“We’ll drop you with them” says Akaashi

“It was nice to meet you all” you bow to them “Hope to see you again Tendou-san, bye”

“Bye Yn-chan!”

The three of you go out of the court and went to where the boys are. Bokuto talked about wanting to buy a t-shirt that says ‘the way of the ace’ on it, insisting on buying you one too before leaving. Arriving to the back stage, the first ones that you see are Aran and Osamu.

“There you are chibi, I was about to call you” says Aran

“Thought we lost ya, I was scared that ya were alone around so many men” adds Osamu going to your side to hug you

“Don’t worry Osamu-san, we stayed with her almost all the time. Bokuto-san let’s go; they need to get ready for their match”

“Good luck guys! Bye chibi-chan!” Bokuto says to the team

“Where were you by the way?” asks Suna arriving next to you

“I went to see Shiratorizawa match. I have a few things to tell you about them”

“Chibi-chan! I bought ya a t-shirt! I got it in purple, and since I know ya like wearing our t-shirts, I got it in my size so it looks big on ya!” screams Atsumu running to you with the t-shirt on the air, it reads Just Volleyball on it

“Thanks Tsumu, I’ll put it on as soon as I can” you say while hugging him “Anyways, I need to talk to the team”

Once everyone was around, you explained what you saw in the match, from how strong Ushijima was to Tendou blocks, putting emphasis on him since he can be the biggest challenge for the guys.

“You guys have been able to receive Bokuto-san spikes, so you should be able to receive Ushijima-san after a while. I think their middle blocker will be harder to deal with though”

“If he guesses most of his blocks then we should be able to get away for a while” says Atsumu

“Especially with Suna's spike, I don’t think he will expect the range, though we don’t know how fast he can get used to it” Osamu adds

“But at the end, he is still guessing. Tsumu is an amazing setter, I’m sure you can find a way to fool him” you look at him with a smile

“Yeah, I can think of something. I’m not going to let him win so easy” he says while entering the court, the match was about to start

“Thanks, Chibi” Suna passes his arm over your shoulder “while we were resting you were working to help us”

“Best manager ever” adds Aran patting your head.

“Eh?! So this is your team Yn-chan? How interesting” you hear. All of you look at the direction of the voice just to look at the tall, red hair, Tendou Satori with his team behind “I like you, you’re nice Yn-chan, but I’m going to break your team hearts”

You can feel the tension after Tendou said that, not only Suna’s arm stiffens, but the whole atmosphere changed a bit. Atsumu is the only one who doesn’t seem affected at all by the words.

“Good! Don’t contain yerselves, I hate playing against bad teams”

“We will never contain ourselves, I hope we can have a good match, let’s go guys” says Ushijima with courtesy

“The fact that he doesn’t seem to have bad intentions annoys me. How do you know the number 5 Chibi?” asks you Suna

“He saw me with Bokuto-san and Akaashi after their match, we talk a bit before I went back to you”

“Let’s not get intimidated guys, we’re good. They do have a powerful spiker, but we have that too, right Aran?” cheer them the coach

“I’ll do my best”

The match starts with the captains handshake, Shiratorizawa serving first. Ushijima gets ready, doing his jumping serve and smacking the ball on the floor, gaining the first point. The guys were shocked by how powerful it was, but they just smile getting ready for the next one. ‘Let’s stop the next one’ screams your captain, and right after, your libero is able to dig the serve, it was off, but that didn’t stop Atsumu to send a quick pass to Osamu, gaining a point. You noticed some frustration in Tendou's face, and also Atsumu saying something to him. Now it’s Osamu's turn to serve, sending right over the net and making Shiratorizawa break their formation; still their setter was able to send it to Ushijima, and even though your blockers were right there to stop him, he was able to break it.

The match continues, both teams extremely close to each other. Tendou it’s starting to get used to the tosses, but he still misses some due to how unpredictable Atsumu was. Inarizaki is in the lead right now, winning 21 – 20 when the coach asked for a time-out, right before Ushijima serve. You go around giving them their water bottles and towels before standing between the coach and Suna, the latter leaning on you. You knew that he was tired, so you just let him despite how sweaty he was.

“We’re doing good with the spikes and serves of the number 2, so continue like that. Aran you are doing an excellent job with your spikes, well done. Yn-chan have you notice something?”

“Tendou-san, I mean, their number 5 seems to be guessing more accurately. He has been right for the last points, but was slow enough to not do a complete block”

“Yeah, I noticed it too. I was sure he knew that I picked Samu the last point. Thank God he doubted a bit” adds Atsumu

“Rin, do you think you can start using your other range now?”

“I should be fine” he answers

“Then it would be good to start using it for a few moves, it would be enough to confuse Tendou-san. Try mixing the normal ones in between too” you say to Atsumu

“Sounds good”

The team goes back to the court, ready to receive the powerful serve. Once again, they are able to lift it up, sending it to Atsumu. This time you noticed that he looked at Suna, and apparently Tendou noticed too by the big smile on his face, smile that disappeared when he realized that despite guessing right, the ball didn’t even touch his hand. He looked at Suna and Atsumu with pure irritation on his face. The broad attack worked.

The last point of the first set goes to Inarizaki, thanks to a powerful spike sent by Aran. You were sure that Atsumu was going to pick Osamu, but he set it for Aran instead, making Tendou scream in frustration.

The second set with Atsumu´s serve. After a few points Shiratorizawa takes the lead thanks to Tendou, who manage to block Suna´s wide range attack; despite his attack still being effective, Tendou still was able to guess a few of them. The second set ended just as close as the first one, Shiratorizawa winning it 29 – 27. This was the first time in the Nationals where the boys will have to go to a third set.

The third and final set begins with all the boys fired up as they tried to tired up Ushijima. The end of the match is a really long deuce, but Inarizaki has the set point now. Atsumu is up to serve, ending gaining the point thanks to a mistake from Ushijima.

The match ends with the boys screaming of joy, the score being 35 – 33, the longest match of the whole season so far. The twins and Suna start running towards you, crushing you into a hug while almost throwing you to the floor.

“You won guys! Well done!”

“WE won, Chibi. Ya are part of us”

The team goes to say goodbye and give handshakes to Shiratorizawa, exchanging a few words to each other. Before you can leave the court, Tendou and Ushijima appeared behind you.

“Your team is really good Chibi-chan, I barely got some blocks because of your contortionist friend”

“Contortionist? You mean Suna? He’s really good. You did good too, I really like the way you block. And your spikes are so amazing Ushijima-san”

“Thank you. Your team did great too” says the big man with a barely noticeable smile

“AHH! You really are nice! Let’s see each other next year too!” adds Tendou moving to give you a quick hug

“I hope to see you too” you were able to say before you felt a hand pulling you backwards

“Chibi, Bokuto-san match should start soon, want to go and see them? The twins want to go too” asks Suna putting his arm on your shoulders, you didn’t see the glare he sent towards Tendou.

“Yeah, I wanted to go. Bye, see you next year” you answer bowing to the other two boys as a goodbye, Ushijima and Suna bowing to each other while Tendou waves.

All of you arrived to the court where Fukurodani is going to play. You stand on the side of the court and watch the other match, arriving at the end of the third set. Nekoma High versus Kamomedai High School. Despite seeing a few minutes, it was noticeable how good both schools were, each point took a lot to win. Nekoma High kept the ball alive no matter how strong the spike was, and even if it wasn’t the most amazing play, they didn’t let the ball touch the ground. Kakomedai on the other hand, seem to be extremely good at blocking and had a talented middle blocker. The winner will be the team you play next.

“Nekoma is good, it feels that they are watching every move and adapting” says Osamu

“I mean, they’re on their third set with another favorite, they have to be good. I wonder how a match between you two would be” you answer

“They truly are like cats” says Atsumu fascinated

After a long deuce between the teams, the match ending with Kakomedai as the winner. You really wanted to see a match between Nekoma and Inarizaki, but it would have to be the next time.

The match of the owls goes really well, Fukurodani winning the first set with a comfortable margin. In the second set, however, you noticed that Bokuto was making more mistakes than normal, ending up with the other team gaining the lead. Akaashi seems to notice too, so the coach asks for a time out.

“What is happening with Bokuto-san? I haven’t seen him like this before”

“Apparently Bokuto-san has some unpredictable mood swings; he tends to play worse if he is in an emo mode” says Osamu

You hum looking back at where the boys are, making eye contact with Akaashi who seems a happy to see you. He turns around, coming a closer to where you were, and points at you.

“BESIDES BOKUTO-SAN, YN-CHAN IS HERE TO CHEER FOR YOU, DON’T LET HER DOWN!”

The moment Bokuto hears that his head goes immediately to where Akaashi is pointing, making eyes contact with you with wide eyes. You smile at him and wave your hand excitedly

“Bokuto-san, you can do this!” you say as loud as you can

He screams his classic ‘Hey, hey, hey’, his whole aura changing while entering back at the court. The moment Fukurodani got the ball Akaashi sets it to Bokuto, who does a really amazing cross shot. After that play Bokuto becomes unstoppable, not only gaining back all the points, but also making enough to win.

“HEY, HEY, HEY! CHIBI-CHAN! You came to cheer for us!” he pulls you into a hug, you hug him back not even caring about his sweaty self, at this point you’re used to it.

“I told you that I would cheer for you. You were so cool!”

“Bokuto-san, your cross shot was so cool!”

“I know Tsum-Tsum, I know” while those two continue talking, Akaashi comes near you, doing a gentle nod to the guys. You were surprise when he takes your shoulders with a grateful look

“Thank God you appeared Yn-chan, I don’t know if I would have been able to take Bokuto-san out of his emo mode without you. Thank you”

“I just came to cheer for my friends…? How did I help?”

“Believe me, we wouldn’t have won without you here”

“Chibi-chan did you saw the straight shots that I did?!” calls you Bokuto

“I did saw them, they were awesome! And your form in the jump? Amazing” you say excited, making Bokuto even happier “Shouldn’t you guys go to stretch though? You don’t want to hurt yourself, right?”

“True Chibi-chan! Let’s go Akaashi, we need to do that” with that the both of them go back to their teams and start stretching.

“I swear, every time Bokuto-san is around it feels like ya become their manager too” Osamu pouts lightly while taking your hand to pull you outside of the gymnasium.

You arrived to the hotel after saying goodbye to the owls. The team was exhausted after playing two long games, so they went straight to bed.

However, things couldn't be so easy for you. After a talk with your mom, you found out that you had to leave to Tokyo next year.

The news felt like a bucket of ice water was thrown at you, even if you knew it could happen. While Tokyo was the place where you wanted to live first, it didn’t have your foxes.

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