Omae Wa Mou Shindeiru [DISCONTINUED]

72: The Other Shinazugawa Brother

A/N: I'm bored, so have this chapter

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"Like this?"

You nod, "Yep! Good job!"

"Won't this... taste weird?" Genya scrunches his nose.

"It depends."

"...On?"

"How many kidneys you got."

"What?!"

"I'm joking," You pat his back, "I'll be right back. I'm going to get my phone."

Genya nods and goes back to making your abomination of a sandwich that contained only mayonnaise and strawberry jelly.

You leave the small kitchen and start heading towards your ward.

You wonder why you were alone in that ward, it was pretty big, so it made no sense for you to be the only one in there. Maybe it was because of Sekido, and his tendency to come right in without knocking.

Wait.

Did Genya know about Sekido?

No, right? Just the Pillars, the Butterfly girls, and the Kamaboko Squad. Maybe you should try and tell Genya when you returned.

You slide open the door to your ward and-

"..."

"..."

"Aight, Imma head out."

"??? Get back in here!!"

Sitting on your bed, looking through your binder was the Wind Pillar himself.

Ah, there he is.

Sanemi Shinazu-fucking-gawa.

That motherfucker.

What a tool.

You groan before turning around and re-entering the room, closing the door behind you because Shinobu had scolded you before for leaving it open.

"Heeeyyy friennnnddd!" You cautiously walk over, "I didn't see ya there!"

"You're being weird," Sanemi eyes you suspiciously.

Well at least he didn't deny your friendship.

"Whaaaaat? Noooo!" You wave your arm out in an 'oh you' manner, "I just-I wasn't expecting you here! Today! In-In the Butterfly Estate!"

Sanemi holds up his right arm, the entirety of his right forearm heavily bandaged: "Do you not see this?"

"Oh to see without my eyes."

"What?"

"You okay, though?" You stop in front of him and reach out to his arm in concern, "What happened?"

Sanemi sighs through his nose and goes back to looking through your binder: "Stupid bitch demon got the best of me when I wasn't expecting it."

"Does it hurt?" You frown.

"Nope."

You nod and decide to let the conversation drop there. Sanemi was looking through your drawings.

"You know, it's usually impolite to go search through things that don't belong to you, Shinazugawa," You tease.

"You're an amazing artist," Sanemi comments nonchalantly without halting in his actions.