𝐃𝐎𝐍'𝐓 𝐍𝐄𝐄𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 ⤷ 𝐢𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐤𝐢

𝟎𝟒: 𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐃𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐏

"Y'all done? Get in the car before Princess passes out again."

You scowled, chucking a packet of powdered soup you were about to stash in a duffle bag at a smirking Atsumu who dodged expertly as he whisked past you and out the front door.

Suna picked up the yellow package that happened to land by his feet and tossed it back to you.

He glanced over his shoulder, "Wanna bet how many times she'll faint today? I say five. Including the one this morning."

Osamu walked out of the kitchen, carrying the last of the canned tuna from your aunt's cupboards, "Four times. If I win I get shotgun for the next three days when I'm not driving."

The two shook on it.

"Yeah sure go ahead guys, as if my fainting isn't a serious cause of concern signifying potential permanent brain damage." You muttered sarcastically under your breath, heaving the bag over your shoulders and making your way past them towards the Black Jeep now parked on the footpath directly outside the house.

You begrudgingly walked past the three fresh mounds of soil situated in the far corner of the grassy area, averting your eyes away in woe.

Kita and Osamu had the courtesy of helping you dig graves for your parents and aunt last night, finally giving them the proper burial they deserved. Although grateful that their souls could finally rest in peace, you nevertheless harboured a guilt in your chest that burying them in the very place they lost their lives was the only thing you could do.