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"A-achoo!"Sniffles
Chrome continued reading her book.
"A-achoo!"Sniffles
Chrome looked up from the book she was reading. After a while, all was silent, and she went back to her book.
"A-ACHOO!"
Someone was sneezing non-stop at Kokuyo land. But who? So Chrome curiously set down her book again and went to check who the sneezing was coming from. While she was searching, she happened to bump into the youngest residence at Kokuyo land.
Fran was holding a tissue under what seems like his very red nose.
"Ano… Fran…" Chrome started softly. She still wasn't that close to the young boy as compared to Mukuro.
Fran hummed a bit in response while blowing his nose into the tissue paper again.
"Are yo-you okay….?"
Fran looked up at Chrome blankly before staring at someone behind her.
"Ah. Master."
Chrome turns around to see that Mukuro was here and mumbled out a small "Mukuro-sama" before a pink blush settled on her cheeks.
"Oya Oya~ What's the fuss here? ~" Mukuro drawls out lazily as he rests his hand on Chrome.
"It seems like Fran is sick. He kept sneezing."
Mukuro frowned at stared at his charge, who seemed to have entered another bout of sneezing. This time, M.M, Ken, and Chikusa walked over.
"Seems like someone is sick byon." Ken smirks out while M.M just waves her hand in disgust. Chikusa was just unresponsive.
"Hmm…" Mukuro ponders thoughtfully, "What will help Fran?"
Chikusa pushes up his glasses and thought for a while. "I believe some warm chicken soup will help."
Fran sighs and stares at the adults tiredly. He really wanted a nap. But chicken soup sounds good.
"I want some chicken soup." He piped up.
"Mu-Mukuro-sama? Maybe we should make him some chicken soup…."
"Oya? That sounds like a good idea." He hums in agreement.
But here lies the first problem.
" Who is going to cook for Fran?"