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“Did you see him?”

“He went that way!”

“No he didn’t! Where are you, you little shit?!” 

“Come on, guys...”

Please go away, please go away, please go away...

Morisawa Chiaki huddled behind the run-down SUV, behind one of its tires, hoping, no, praying that the group of boys wouldn’t spot him. Or maybe, they’d lose interest anyway? They probably wouldn’t. He had to be ready to bolt should they show any signs of discovering him... But as it were, it seemed like they were continuing down the road as he could hear their voices dwindling down. 

Eventually, he dared to straighten himself up. He checked his glasses - whole, thankfully - and his gray cardigan - stained with mud that was still wet - and he tried to brush it down with his hands, being only successful in smearing the mud further. Oh. He had to get it washed up before he went home, he thought, or his parents would worry. So where could he find a laundromat around here? He didn’t see anyone close by. What he did see was the gates leading to some school he didn’t recognize. How far had he run anyway? Far enough for him to still be out of breath, clearly. Or was it fear and adrenaline that still made his heart beat so fast? 

He wouldn’t cry. He couldn’t cry. Heroes didn’t cry for their own sake! If they shed tears, it was for someone else’s sake. They weren’t pathetic and weak and hopeless like this. They weren’t. They weren’t clumsy either... Which Chiaki clearly was, as he took one step, then another... And then managed to trip over his undone shoelace, causing him to stumble, crashing into a small boy who had just stepped out of the foreign school’s gates. 

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Just as Keito and Rei were about to head to Kuro's room, the sound of footsteps approaching them so fast was more than enough to make Rei find a quick exit to hide himself away, which turned out to be a maintenance hatch up on the ceiling. Using his newly-regained physical prowess, Rei was able to nimbly leap up and slink himself into the open hatch, waiting for the person to pass by and away.

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That left Keito to meet the approaching person, and as luck would have it, it was none other than Tetora, the last person Keito wanted to see right now.

"Nagumo! No running in the hallways!" Keito was quick to scold his junior, his usual scowl on his face. "Incorrigible; what am I to do with you rowdy lot..."

As to be expected, however, Tetora was looking for Kuro, and his desperation was so obvious, it hurt to see that distressed face. Keito didn't want to deceive him, but there's a secret that must be protected.

"Kiryu? He's feeling a little under the weather today, so he's retreated to his room." At least that wasn't a complete lie. "He's asked not to be disturbed for the time being."

"Taichou-dono, Shinkai-dono. I hope it is not inappropriate of me to ask such a question but I cannot help but wonder... what are you afraid of?" - Shinobu, chuuninjabyou

“Oh! Uh...” Chiaki stared for a moment, glancing over at Kanata. For some reason, it felt like he couldn’t help but answer, but... Did he really want to come forth with something like this in front of Shinobu? 

“...A whole lot of things, really. And uh... It’s okay! It’s okay for you to ask, really! I’m afraid of...” Of the dark. Of being sick. Of bullies. Of ghosts. “...I’m afraid of failing people. Failing to help them, or disappoint them, you know?”

“What possessed you to ‘ask’, Shinobu...?” Kanata frowned, and it was... Odd. Like he had to answer. He wanted to, so that wasn’t the problem per se, because their lovely child asked the question in earnest, and he did want to become closer with the first years.

“I...” He couldn’t say that he was afraid of the Shinkai cult. Even if it was the first thing that came to mind, naturally. But something that was related to that...