#acedefeat

“Hmmmhmm~♪ Hmmmhmm~ ♪”

Rouga was over again, with some kind of excuse that the house was conveniently on his way home from work (really, didn’t he just want to pet Eevee again?), and the two did what had become routine, simply indulging in the comfort that the relative silence brought them. Tasuku and Rouga were beyond words at this point, and were content with each other’s quiet company.

Though either of them would die before admitting it.

“Anytime, anywhere ~ ♪ ”

As for Tasuku, he was once more listening to Daybreak Interlude on his phone, and singing along to it as he watched the MV for the umpteenth time...

Target spotted!

“Roooouga-saaaaaaaan!”

Namazuo took off towards Rouga at the speed of light, but stopped just short of throwing his arms around him. In fact, he stopped so suddenly that he nearly toppled over.

Kazuma wasn’t one to start conversations. He was perfectly content with sitting quietly and waiting for his party.

But he had to wonder, when he saw the gruff-looking kid (?) sitting across from him... He had seen the boy a few times, it was what happened when one shared common friends who lived together, but they had never talked enough for Kazuma to learn. He couldn’t hold back the question anymore.

“Hey, uh...”

Miserea had practically moved in with Rouga by now, and Rouga’s mood permitting, it was very rare that Miserea would not be traveling in one of his pockets. The Demon Lord was a quiet presence and he didn’t attempt to get between Rouga and Cerberus, hence the toleration.

He couldn’t help but be happy, though.

But on the way to their current destination, Rouga had suddenly stopped and confronted some people. Usually, the teen’s steely stare was enough to scare many people off, but that wasn’t the case today, and Rouga appeared to be getting heated. Miserea flew out of Rouga’s pocket and materialized beside him.

It had been quite a while since he faced defeat at Rouga’s hands, feeling the power of disaster force backing an item card against his own person. It took him a while to recover, but it had made sense to seclude himself to train afterwards. He’d witnessed the tournament to the end, without regrets. And yet, now that he was supposed to participate in another tournament, the Knight was...almost saddened to find out he would not be meeting Rouga in battle once again.  His desire to prove his worth, stemming from his desire to look at the other as an equal. But long ago, at his defeat, a seed of doubt was planted in his heart. To the point that even now, he wasn’t sure he was worthy enough to face the one who had defeated him so readily. 

And out of all places to encounter the other, Shousetsu catching sight of Rouga in a strange city only managed to barely raise an eyebrow. The doubt was still in his heart, but his courage would never falter. Taking a breath, he’d raise his voice to catch the other’s attention. 

@acedefeat

It was a time and a half trying to find a cheap place to eat. El Quixote kept bugging him about going out all of the time, but Noboru hated pestering his older roommates about making him dinner every night. If he had he money, he’d spend it on food.

At least he kept finding new places here and there so he could change it up a bit. Partaking in the same place all the time would’ve made him sick to his stomach. I’d probably never eat again, honestly. The natural grumpy thought...

@acedefeat

Nightfall was the perfect cover for Dr. Gara to assume his preferred appearance, making the comfortable alterations while using the darkness of night to cover his tracks. Becoming Futaboshi Kakeru during the day had resulted in the perfect alibi, deterring him away from all crimes committed. But he had his own genius to thank for that... As for tonight’s “patient,” they would be one he had been looking forward to taking care of for awhile. His first stop--the hospital.

During his many nights of free time, Gara had assembled a sort of “super suit”--enhanced mobility and protection from chemicals and fire. Not to mention the ability to hover and soar at will. With this he was able to easily reach the appropriate floor and window of the hospital building, gazing through the glass to confirm his target. “Gotcha~” Using an enhanced corrosive to undo the window at its hinges, and removing the frame altogether, was Gara allowed entry, sneaking into the silent room, and hovering before his prey. 

The slumbering figure resting in his bed... was none other than Gaen Kyouya.

“Now, I’m going to show you.... this is for not realizing my potential, rich boy...”

yuck