another day of Getting hirakagi injected into my veins like real drugs first thing in the. precisely noon when I wake up.
like okay immediately you open the chapter and the. strong start It’s a fucking date hirano. and then you get the chapter page where we’re framed in hirano’s place holding the umbrella for kagi and as such get the look in kagi’s eyes head-on. The gap between givers and takers. Slowly but surely. Ha ha ha haa ha.
like Man. big bolded OH. over kagi’s arm looped into hirano’s with the dynamic action zooming in mindpalace ass framing hirano’s curiosity about how long kagi’s liked him and kagi’s coy reply about it.
the fact that I missed tashiro and shirahama going down the stairs hirano was coming up until I saw everyone else mention it.
EVERYTHING about niibashi here. You need to get your shit together! and jolting on-edge like he got caught in the headlights and ngh… misery at seeing kagiura and his ‘hirano-san’ being Themselves literally right in front of him and
kagi’s blush here.
and then niibashi’s tactical retreat incredibly abrupt clutching his hair and covering his ears. whoever the hell just passed him in the hall going ? not knowing what sort of shit he just put up with. I’ll have to remember to thank Niibashi later. sweet boy I’m pretty sure niibashi needs like a week’s time to recover from the psychic damage
then the fucking. stairwell. I’m like twitching even still hirano stubborn as all hell about this his hands trembling his face spelling doom. There’s nothing I can’t do if I put my mind to it. kagi’s face as he watches on. like genuinely what if I killed myself. like THIS PAGE WITHOUT ANY WORDS.
kagi slowly lowering his phone screen kagi’s focus on hirano’s hands clumsily doing something for kagi. his resolve on the next page. hirano’s brows furrowed, incredibly stubborn and mildly frustrated,
until kagi puts his head on his shoulder.
and THEN it’s all kagi like trying to absorb himself into hirano’s bony shoulder while whining about it. this, hirano’s bony shoulder, being something that makes his heart race. anatomy! objective fact! a part of the hirano-san he’s been in love with for a very long time.
hirano’s palpable disappointment …It doesn’t make mine race, though. followed by It’s still not bad at all. what is it by the way with these two and just looking at each other Oh… was that 10 seconds already? can you hear me god
also noticing belatedly that kagi was wearing another jacket that entire time in the stairwell, with an A on the front, and it’s the same one from the title page in the rain.
him. trying to foist his burden onto miyano this time, laughing at the immediate rejection. and actually the entire conversation happening in the background that hirano staunchly refuses to engage with.
—What manga is it?
I-I can’t tell you, Mr. President…
—Wow, you really are just one of the guys, huh, Miyano?
What are you imagining right now?!
also hirano’s Sasaki, you aren’t even a Committee member!! I’m standing in the corner facing the wall
him! a little dejected at miyano being busy a little flustered from having been able to talk with him. I love you sasaki shuumei.
and now. miyano being a little petri dish dwelling freak. Closely and intimately?? threats of violence Have I said lately how much I love the hirano miyano dynamic. watching both of them exchanging words shouting Get his ass!!! but like. Actually there’s a tangent I could go on here and I think I’ll refrain. at least this once. honesty of character is all.
I’m going to the sea to disappear mysteriously. I’m going to kill hirano before I do.
like For fucks sake hirano (cutely) continuing to grasp onto anything that even vaguely supports his belief (confirmation bias) that hirano’s heart palpitations from the nurses office were so totally from surprise he was just surprised while also a) thinking to himself I guess I really can’t feel that way about Kagi-kun, huh… (disappointed) (for some reason.) and b) not hearing the part of miyano’s bl fanboy lecture that actually directly correlates to the fact that HIRANO AND KAGI HAVE ESSENTIALLY BEEN MARRIED SINCE THEY MET. ‘like family’ hirano thinks, ‘that sounds so familiar for some reason. or it would, if I was listening to miyano right now. disregard.’ count your days hirano taiga I’m on my way
I’m not even gonna say anything to th I lied delayed reaction violent flush and violent Slamming the damn window as if to recalibrate his thoughts. his heart POUNDING now, making up for lost time. and then he gets SO pissed off about his own confusion at HIMSELF that he TEXTS KAGI.
But… it is a fucking date, hirano. and ONCE AGAIN frustration written all over his face until he gets a reply from kagi and it’s gone, a little Heh. something to hold him over til kagi gets here.
violence! killing and violence! get in this unmarked car with me hirano we’re just going around the block
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A continent sunders beneath him into fire and ash. The air fills with smoke and heat he just barely manages to evade.
The vast expanse of ocean is Cerrit’s only view for weeks. The skies darken, the waves crash, and the world descends into a cataclysm. Little rest, little food, little water.
None of it matters. Only the three faces in his memory matter now. Only the three faces that await him. Only that promise that keeps him aloft through exhaustion and burning muscles. Only the three voices that call to him through the Sending Stone clutched in his hand. They keep him going. They keep him fighting.
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A brother and sister sit watching the sky. A mother stands guard, ensuring that her children are cared for during their vigil. Ensuring they eat and rest despite their stubbornness. Ensuring they remain in the city, hidden from outside dangers.
She has relayed their location. He will find them. This city cloaked by the Rifenmist will not hide itself from him.
It’s weeks since the sky became choked with ash, weeks since Maya and Kir last looked into their father’s eyes. He did well to mask the truth, his fear, with determination and a tight grasp on a sliver of hope. But his kids had his eyes too.
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A shape appears above the horizon.
Small, alone, wavering on the little strength he had left.
He sees them. He’s made it.
He’s made it.
Three sets of wings fly up to catch him. The former Senior Sightwarden of Avaliir collapses into the arms of his wife and kids. Safe at last.
“Wingspan reporting in,” are his first words before blissful sleep takes him.
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