Not All Threats Are Bad
#19 – Lunchtime
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It had been a while since Hiwatari had returned to school, but he and Daisuke were already back into their lunchtime routine. Whenever for whatever reason they were not with the Harada twins, they would usually find themselves on the roof of the school, out of the way of the rest of the students (and hopefully Takeshi and Keiji, too).
Satoshi, as usual, had his own meagre meal, but Daisuke didn't have to root around very far in his bag to find his – it was too big to get lost.
A blue eyebrow was raised. Daisuke smiled widely, amusement evident.
"I suppose my mom thought you could do with a bit more to eat, so she must've given me enough for two. . . so you might as well have some."
Satoshi blinked twice, looking as though he didn't quite know what was expected of him until a package of onigiri were thrust at him, with various other small foodstuffs following. He blinked again.
"I'm not entirely sure that I could eat this much," he said absently, looking at the food as though it had been booby trapped – and as it had been Niwa Emiko who had made it, the possibility wasn't impossible. Daisuke meanwhile was still taking food out of his lunch bag, though this time he was piling it next to himself.
"Oh, and 'Kaa-san says that if you don't have at least some of it, she'll somehow make you wear something she thought up the other day at the next heist." Daisuke paused, thoughtful but not completely sympathetic. "I'm not entirely sure what she meant when she said 'some'."
Satoshi sighed and resigned himself to Daisuke's mother's good cooking. It wasn't too hard a price to pay for not having to wear anything like one of those getups that Dark could often be seen in, and besides, it was hardly as though he could say he had anything better to eat.
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...This inspired part of one of my Kyouson scenes. Can't remember if it's chapter one or two right now, though.