#bluebugcatcher

“H-hey! Sig! You should be s-studying right now—!”

Klug’s cheeks are definitely redder than usual, and he puffs out his cheeks in anger, though he’s teetering a little too much to look serious.

“You’re hurt...,”murmured the boy, staring down at the group of bugs. They were a wide variety, some he’d not seen before. Unfortunately, it looked like the passing storm wasn’t very kind to them. Some of the bugs looked like they were... Dying, or at least sickly. He didn’t know if bugs could get better or not, but he hoped they could.

“It’ll be okay,”He muttered, then, holding a clawed hand out towards the bugs. Most were still immobile, and it made the kid sad that he couldn’t do much to help them. Insects didn’t have much pain receptors, but it probably still hurt. Bugs were people, too!

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... There is an absurdly-large spider that fell from the ceiling and onto her head.

She is quaking.

... In fact, she appears so startled that she can’t move otherwise.

"Uh... Mr. Sig?" Rider called out, her voice as timid and shaky as ever. She didn't wanted to bother her classmate, especially now that class was over and he was probably tired or hungry - true be told, she wanted to go home herself, but....

After calling him, hopefully getting his attention, she tried to explain what was the problem she really needed help with. "Uh, y-you see... It's a.... a bug." She stopped herself from saying something in the lines of 'big scary bug'. She was already probably annoying him, the last thing she wanted was to offend him too!

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      “I can handle butterflies. They’re beautiful after all. I can handle fireflies. I can even try and tolerate the caterpillars and the like. But I will definitely scream if you come near me with that beetle, Sig..”

“I’m afraid I am not your red hat wearing friend... And thankfully for me she’s not around...”

The male clad in mostly red attire can’t help but shake his head at the smaller boy, removing his hand from the other’s shoulder that he had once been shaking. Arms would fold in front of his chest as one hand’s fingers tapped against his arm as he seemed to begin thinking to himself. It seemed the other hadn’t changed too much since their last encounter... Whether that’s good or not would only be known later.

Best be cautious here. The other may be drowsy but this demon wasn’t a fan of taking risks. Perhaps acting casual will do him service here?

“While I should criticize you for sleeping like this and how it’s bad for you... I suppose it’s been a while since you stole the lantern from me with your princely friend. Do you no longer recognize me?”

He would not be mad if the other forgot. Their meeting was relatively short before the other won and took the lantern with them... He’s not even sure if the other was even paying attention when he spoke about stealing “his original body’s descendant” back. Actually... Did he even give the other his name back then?

Maguro was sitting outside on a warm summer day.  He was rather bored as he had run out of things to do at the moment.  He sat there fidgeting with his kendama before standing up.  Maguro slung the kendama over his shoulders and took a walk down the road.

It was starting to get hot out so he walked over to where there was some shade under a tree. The shade didn’t do too much but it provided a little relief from the harsh sun.  As he was fanning himself with a hand Maguro noticed that he wasn’t alone.  Once he saw a boy with light blue hair and a pair of heterochromatic eyes he gave him a gentle smile after realizing who he is.

“So what brings you under this tree on a hot day?”

[No bandages?! What is he thinking!? Schezo approached the scrape, wanting to make sure something doesn’t go wrong. Magic can’t cure an infection, and it’s best to get it checked.]

“H-Hey! It might get infected!”

[He rustled through his bag, looking for some medicine to get it nice and disinfected...]