#precioussmartassklug

"......"

Sig continued looking off to the side, flinching slightly at the volume of Klug's voice. His classmate's anger was practically palpable, and he knew it was his fault. But still... he didn't understand why Klug was this angry. Everything had turned all right, hadn't it? He didn't have to get his arm ampi-tated or whatever... so what was the point of being angry now?

For the time being... the best way to help Klug calm down would probably be to just answer his questions. And so Sig answered them.

"On my way to school this morning... I climbed a tree cause I saw a big beetle up there. But the branch wasn't strong enough to hold me, so I fell... and I hit my arm on another branch and scraped it."

It certainly wasn't the first time he'd fallen from a tree, so he really didn't think anything of it. He still didn't understand what the big deal was...

“……~~?”

The face that greeted him at the door was not Sig’s, but another curious presence. She was just a bit surprised by his unannounced visit, but once she recognized the person on her doorstep, her expression changed into a friendly, welcoming smile.

“♪~~~!”

She rushed upstairs to announce his arrival. Not long afterward, a certain blue-haired boy stumbled sleepily down the stairs, hair and clothing slightly disheveled. When he reached the front door and saw their surprise guest, he seemed to wake up a little bit more.

‘Well... it wasn’t so much ‘extra-ordinary’ as it was ‘I’m surprised you did it without hurting yourself’...’

Sig thought these words to himself, knowing how sensitive Klug’s pride was and not wishing to hurt his feelings by saying them out loud. All that aside, though, his classmate looked seriously winded, despite what he said. Sig could see Klug’s legs shaking, and at that point he knew that the purple boy would very likely not make it back to town by himself in his condition.

“Here...”

Without waiting for Klug’s permission, he carefully grabbed one of the bags the other boy was carrying.

“......”

Sig sat down and looked quietly off to the side, holding patiently still as Klug continued cleaning and fretting over the big, bloody gash on his right arm. It was quite an impressive injury, he’d admit that... falling from a tree and colliding with a particularly sharp, jagged branch on the way down. It probably wasn’t the best decision to climb as high up as he did, thinking about it now

But still, he really didn’t... get what the big deal was?

To be fair, one couldn’t really blame him. He didn’t feel that much of the pain, despite the gash being long and deep enough to leave any normal person howling in pain. He only appeared to be mildly uncomfortable even as the antiseptics were applied to the wound.

And besides, this was hardly the first time he’d gotten an injury like this...

Klug walked up to his favourite coffee shop, book in hand (as he always had). He had just finished a rather long study session with Sig after school, which ended up being more of a sleeping session on Sig’s end. The boy had missed a fair few days of school after having a somewhat horrible cold, and Klug wanted to help him catch up, but he seemed more interested in a few insects that continually landed on their books and worksheets.

The door to the coffee shop opened, warm light streaming onto Klug’s face. As he walked over to sit down before ordering anything, another person came up to him. Klug froze in place as he began to inspect his appearance – Bowlcut hair, purple clothes…

“W… What in the world!?”

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Yes, that's enigmatic. Are you he? You're a pimp!...

(Out of Character, but this is a reference from the Hydlide remake on the Sega Saturn. I believe this is how ProJared [a YouTuber who reviewed this game] interpreted what the main antagonist said in a voice clip during said review.)

(aaaaah I see. thanks for the clarification)