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"Oi."
Keigo looks up. "Ah! Ichigoooo~ Wanna hang out with the Cool Guy?" The boy puffs out his chest. "Then, hang on me!"
"Idiot."
Keigo wails. "WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU?"
"Shut up. That's my spot."
"What?"
"That's my spot. Butt off."
"But –"
Ichigo grits his teeth. Mizuiro decides it's time to intervene. "Asano-san, I think my spot provides more accurate angle. I can see Inoue-san perfectly from here." He smiles knowingly as his orange-haired friend stiffens.
"OYAAA! You're such a good friend! Blah! Ichigo, you can have your lame spot!" Keigo jumps up and makes a funny jig. Ichigo shrugs, sits down heavily, and stabs the juice box with a red straw.
Mizuiro, on the other hand, squeezes in between tall but gentle Sado and Ichigo who sucks from his straw with almost-violent gusto.
"Ah."
Ichigo snorts whilst sipping, sucking until the box shrank. Sado and Ishida glance at them. Mizuiro simply smiles, and Ishida shrugs and continues to sew.
"I see."
"What?" Ichigo is aggravated, not allowing himself to look up from his juice box.
"This spot is better."
There is a pregnant pause. And, then, "What do you mean?" asks Ichigo flatly. Mizuiro only smiles that says he knows something that Ichigo doesn't.
"MOU! YOU LIAR! YOU CHEATER! ALL I CAN SEE FROM HERE IS CHIZURU'S BUTT!"