#ultimateherbalist

Somehow, he manages to roll a 20. But being shaken up as he is, he can’t last out the full 20 seconds. Still, it’s a good ride, and he ranks.

♛:Sharing a dessert

Well. If there were anything worse than this, Yuudai certainly did not hear about it. Because honestly, he was so pissed. No way in hell is he going to share a dessert with anyone (Vera being the only exception to this date, even if the runner was occasionally egoist with her like those few times). Just nope.

First of all who is that tall person? And secondly, how did they end up near each other? Lastly, why does that person seems to want his dessert? Just why.

If you really think I’m gonna be generous, you’re wrong.

That was Yuudai’s thought for a second. But hey… Staring at the kimono, the runner figured that maybe he could be a little “generous” for today. Maybe a touch will make the said kimono beautiful, right?

“Well I suppose I could share some with you!”

Within few seconds after the declaration, Ryuunosuke would find that his clothing is stained with the exact same flavor as the one that Yuudai was holding and the athlete was already running away with the rest of the dessert shoved down in his mouth.

♟:Patching up a wound

“Bah, how’s you even manage this, man? How do you botch up your arm picking some fucking daisies or whatever. Did you fight a flower or some shit??”

Iwao does not know what a herbalist is yet, that much is clear. But he’s got a hurt buddy, so the how or why aren’t that important- helping is the Wakahisai way! So he’s carefully wrapping the scrapes on Ryuunosuke’s arm with some name brand gauze he was probably in a commercial for or something. He’s.. trying his best, but it’s kind of crooked.

“T... here. There. Bam, done.”

“Bweheheh, hey hey. . . be more careful next time or you’ll. . . herb yourself. Heheh. . .”