"Who do you like?" Without even explaining anything to the redhead that had suddenly appeared on the ground, Rin had demanded this to the red-based Shion.
"Why does this matter?" he countered, getting up while cradling his jar of peppers. "And why would you throw my snacks onto the ground?"
"Because it does. Deal with it, and tell us!"
"Please do," begged Iroha desperately. "She's starting to look like a rabid bear again."
Akaito eyed Rin warily, and backed up, just a bit. "'Again'?" he repeated.
Iroha nodded, but was pushed aside by Rin. "Tell us!"
"No, thank you."
"Do it," threatened Rin, cracking her knuckles in what she hoped was a threatening manner. "Or else."
"Is this where I ask, 'or else what?' and you tell me an option so frightening, I have to agree?" questioned Akaito, hand raised like a student's would have been.
"Actually, yes. How did you guess?"
"They do it in movies and fanfictions all the time, so I just figured."
Rin face-palmed, while Iroha fist-pumped in victory.
Continued...
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~Ten-Faced~