Half an hour ago, his mom had given him a big boy task: "I want you to take this money—keep it safe in your pocket!—and go to the store to buy some rice. Get the usual type, okay?" Eijirou was obviously the best choice for the task.
Mimi was too noisy so she'd disrupt the other shoppers in the grocery store; Mari was too shy to go up to the shop keeper, Akira argued too much and Nana was asleep. Mom had specifically asked Eijirou to do it!
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Skipping and humming quietly, Eijirou nearly missed the pair of feet sticking out from underneath the bush. Confused, he paused in his steps.
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Unsure of what to do, Kirishima floundered for a moment. Were they... were they dead? Beginning to panic, Eijirou crouched down.
"Mister? You good there?"
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There was no reply, but the person's legs twitched. Kirishima rocked forwards on the soles of his feet, concerned for the other person. Was it a girl? Or, perhaps, a boy?
Eijirou hoped it was a boy. Boys were manly!
Suddenly, the feet began to disappear. Kirishima panicked. Was something eating the person? Petrified, he reached forwards to grab the person's legs. Eijirou couldn't have been more shocked when a few colourful swear words were emitted from the bush.
