#hasukuro

“Mom! Mom! Moooom! Happy Mother’s Day!”

         it hadn’t been so hard to track him down. a name, a few questions, another talk with his sister. he was supposed to keep it cool, he was in high school after all and he was supposed to focus on his studies. which he would normally do, but this is a matter of personal business. he would always have a grudge against those who would try to fuck with his family and most importantly, con his sister. no matter how long ago this was.

         one of those days he found an opening; crossing paths with the clairvoyant and not another student to be seen. hands shoved into pockets, he knew he was hardly to be taken seriously, but the look he was given was one that could kill.

        “you and me. we need to have a little talk.”

[ SHKJFDHVKJHFDKV SHHH THEY’RE MY ONLY SOURCE FOR THE GOOD REGULAR HAGAKURE CONTENT LET ME LIVE ]

        {/Usually, Asahina would go to someone a little more intelligent than the fortune teller. Well, he had street smarts. But he was lacking a lot of common sense. Still, he was obviously someone who was well experienced in this thing, right? Right. At least, that’s what Asahina thought. Regardless, she had a problem and no where else to turn to. Surely he could help her. They were kind of friends.} 

         “Hagakure-kun? I have a problem. Okay, so you know how White Day is coming up, right? Well...I have a problem with a lot of creepy guys giving me things, and I don’t really know how to tell them to buzz off without feeling bad. I don’t want anything from them, and not to mention it’s Fujisaki-san and Nanami-sempai’s birthdays. And I need to get them both something. So it’s like...a lot going on! What do I do?”

     “ What’s up, Hagakure-senpai? “

     For a kouhai, she’s awfully casual with the older male, bouncing up to his side to give him a slap on the shoulder. She falls into step with him easily, curling her fingers comfortably beneath the straps on her backpack. Kaede is almost always in a good mood, but it’s been a while since she’s gotten to see her local fraud psychic!

     “ Still won’t budge on your rates for love readings, senpai? I’ve got 500 yen with your name on it if you’ll just give me a biiiiig discount! “

Revenge was at hand and no one could stop him! Hagakure had committed a very grave sin, a crime against Gundam. He wouldn’t be forgiven until death had claimed the slime ball and sent him plunging into Hell! As he spyed on the fortune teller from up high, Gundam continued petting away at his precious hamster’s heads, poking out of his scarf. The dark lord was perched up in a tree in the school’s courtyard all the while his unsuspecting victim was below, taking a nap. It was the perfect setup. What could have been so terrible that the Pandemonium Knight felt such a fitting sentence?

                                    Hagakure had TOUCHED him!                                                           Worse! He had given contact to his FACE!

With no other option left and the opening present, he made his move. A kiss of luck was given to each Dark Deva. With the cunning swiftness of a cheetah, and the quiet spirit of a stone fish, Gundam lowered an end of his scarf down enough for each critter to do their job. Low beat James Bond music may have even been audible as they slide down, digging their claws into the fabric to control the speed and...

                                                                                                                        plop

No time was wasted in their work as the started mangling through Hagakure’s dreadlocks. A cackle mused from the branches above as Gundam watched on. “Go, my Four Dark Devas of Destruction! Sow the Seed of Chaos and reap havoc on he who deserves it most!”