One.
"It's Kotosaka's fault!"
"Now, now, Sukuna-chan, you're a big boy—don't you think you should start accepting the blame when you've done something wrong?"
"Big boy! Big boy!"
"Shut up, old hag! Kotosaka, stop—Na-ga-re!"
Iwahune doesn't know whether to voice his irritation with a rumbling shout or to simply sigh and make an attempt to peacefully calm his quarreling clansmen. One finger presses to his temple as he allows a thoughtful hum to escape pursed lips, ignoring the defensive shouting of the youngest and the childish mimicry of their parrot.
Nagare hasn't even said a word.
"Don't you have a wrinkle to worry about!?"
"I took care of it, Sukuna-chan!"
"Old! Old! Yukari's getting old!"
"Kotosaka!"
"Ha! Now he's on my side!" Sukuna shouts victoriously, and he sticks out his tongue at the beauty-obsessed clansman, who doesn't seem to think this is very funny anymore—in fact, he looks deeply offended, which Sukuna finds hysterical, clutching at his stomach as he doubles over in laughter.
"Wrinkles! Wrinkles!"
"Kotosaka—"
"That's right, Kotosaka—that old hag's starting to get wrinkles—"
"Have some respect—" Iwahune cuts in irritably, pinching the bridge of his nose now; his eyebrows are furrowed, and he's got his eyes closed, refusing to look at his bickering clansmen. "—for your King. He's busy, and you're distracting him with your constant shouting."
"We aren't bothering Nagare," Sukuna says matter-of-factly, a disinterested shrug following his words, almost like he wouldn't care even if Iwahune's words were true. "He would've said so himself. Ow—Kotosaka!"
"Yukari's idea! Yukari's idea!"
Iwahune is forgotten in the squabble that's breaking out anew, Sukuna clutching the Nintendo controller in one hand while the other rubs tentative circles on his scalp where that damned bird had dropped it. If his game systems weren't so precious, Sukuna would've chucked the controller right at Yukari's face to wipe him free of that triumphant smirk.
"That hurt!"
"You're a strong little boy, Sukuna-chan," Yukari purrs, and he doesn't even flinch as he plucks a stray hair from his eyebrow with a pair of tweezers. Lazily, his eyes drift from the mirror to the boy standing across the room. "Deal with it."
"I'll slap that stupid cream off your face—"
"—oh, how rude!" It's clearly an exaggerated, false offense Yukari takes to Sukuna's threat; piercing chestnut eyes glimmer as he watches the younger boy's jaw clench around obvious irritation.
"Tch!"
"Giving up, Sukuna-chan?"
"Shut up, Yukari!" he hisses, stalking towards the mini television on the floor and collapsing onto his knees in front of it. As he plugs the controller back into the game system, he huffs, "I'm busy."
"Shut up, Yukari! Shut up, Yukari!"
"Kotosaka, shut up! You're annoying!" The overturned cup lying nearby is flung in the direction of the parrot flying in circles around the four, Sukuna's aim being to knock the damn bird right out of the air—
"…Sukuna!?"
"Sukuna-chan!"
"Idiot! Idiot!"
—but instead, he nails Nagare in the face.
Notes: Pretty sure that Green Clan is my new favorite Clan. ;/ Will probably update at least once a week, provided I have time around classes and homework.
