Zenkichi and Akane both froze, the air around them suddenly awkward.
Zenkichi blinked once, then twice. “Did—” He pointed at Hamuko and turned to Akane as if the gesture would help process what had just been said. "Did she-"
His lips part in shock. “Did you just seriously ask me that??"
Zenkichi’s blush went from faint to full-on cherry red. “Oh my god. What? Why would you—?! Out of all things you could have questioned you decide to say that? His hands flew up in exasperation before bringing one up to his face as if reconsidering ALL of his life choices.
Akane made it exactly three seconds before she completely lost it. She doubled over, laughter spilling out in full force. “Y-You—!” she gasped between wheezing breaths. “You really walked into that one!”
“Akane, don’t laugh!” Zenkichi spun toward her, face still blazing. “You’re supposed to have my back!”
“I can’t!” Akane managed. “You—you looked like she just made you short-circuit!”
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Zenkichi blinked once, then twice. “Did—” He pointed at Hamuko and turned to Akane as if the gesture would help process what had just been said. "Did she-"
His lips part in shock. “Did you just seriously ask me that??"
Zenkichi’s blush went from faint to full-on cherry red. “Oh my god. What? Why would you—?! Out of all things you could have questioned you decide to say that? His hands flew up in exasperation before bringing one up to his face as if reconsidering ALL of his life choices.
“Akane, don’t laugh!” Zenkichi spun toward her, face still blazing. “You’re supposed to have my back!”
“I can’t!” Akane managed. “You—you looked like she just made you short-circuit!”
"You damn brats," Zenkichi groaned. "I swear..."