This is a continuation of the previous special, but at the same time not quite. Basically, it shows Terumi's side of the story. Enjoy!
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"Summer!" groaned Terumi. "Come on, let's take a break for fuck's sake! I'm literally carrying everything here, so the least you could do for me is to slow down a bit!"
The young woman beside him sighed with a roll of her eyes. "You do realise that I'm carrying three bags of ingredients for tonight's dinner, right?" she pointed out.
"Well I'm carrying seven of 'em!" Terumi shook the bags he was apparently carrying around in order to emphasize his point, which earned him another sigh from a tired Summer. "Look, I'm not even gonna question why you're preparing yourself for the apocalypse with all this food, and hell, I don't even mind, but that doesn't mean that I have no limit when it comes to my stamina!"
"Okay, okay. We'll rest for a bit. Is that better?" A nod was sent her way, and she rolled her eyes once more. "Sometimes I wonder why I still have you."
"No idea. Maybe it's because I'm charming," was Terumi's response, sounding sarcastic on purpose. He spotted a bench not too far from where they were standing, and soon decided that said bench was the perfect resting spot for him and his employer. "Come on, there's a bench over there. I prefer to sit down rather than what we're doing right now."
"Sure," Summer replied. "Let's go then."
The two went to the bench and slammed their asses down on it with the intention of resting themselves, and as much as Summer hated to admit, she was feeling a bit tired from carrying all those bags. Maybe Terumi was right…
"Ah, I'm so tired. Why do you keep buying tons of ingredients anyway?" asked Terumi.
"It's a force of habit. I mean, you do know that my house is occasionally filled with children, right?" Summer said. "That's why."
"I see." Terumi found himself nodding. "Good point."
"See?" She smiled. "I also invite my neighbours over for dinner sometimes so-"
"Hmm?" Terumi cocked an eyebrow when Summer suddenly stopped talking. Curious, he turned his head to her and asked, "What's with the sudden pause?"
"There's an ice cream van over there." Summer pointed a finger towards a parked vehicle in the distance, and true to her words, it was an ice cream van. "It's rare to see one of those these days, especially in this area. Say, since we're resting up," She smiled. "want to have some ice cream with me?"
Terumi tilted his head to one side as he thought about it, before shrugging upon figuring that there was no harm in having some ice cream every once in a while.
"Sure, but on one condition."
Summer raised an eyebrow. "And that is?"
Terumi pulled out his wallet from his pocket in order to check the amount of cash that he had on him before going up to his feet, saying, "You've spent enough money for today, so I'm paying. That said, what do you want?"
"Oh, how thoughtful of you!" Summer teased. "Thank you, Terumi. I'll just have a normal vanilla ice cream. Cone, please."
Terumi rolled his eyes in response and turned his back to her, waving his hand in a dismissive manner later on as he approached the ice cream van. "Yeah, sure thing." Once he was close, his eyes spotted the guy managing the whole thing inside the van, but despite having the guy's back turned in his direction, something about him seemed rather familiar. It felt odd, really. "Hey," he called out. "are you open for business? If not, I'll steal your shit and pay you anyway."
"Hmp. Yes, we are open." The man turned to face him with a cold expression. "What would you-"
That was when the two started staring at one another in complete silence.
For a brief while, anyway.
"Jin!?"
"Terumi!?"
Terumi took a couple of steps back and pointed a finger at the man who had attempted to take him in a week ago, his face filled with shock. "W-What the hell are you doing here!?"
Jin slammed his trusted blade, Yukianesa, on the counter and glared. "I should be asking the same to you," he spat.
"I'm here to buy ice cream!" he yelled. "Heck, why I'm here isn't as important as why you are here! But in all seriousness, why…" Terumi eyed the man up and down, taking note of the uniform he was wearing. "…are you selling ice cream? Got fired or something?"
"Call it a hobby," Jin swiftly replied. "Don't judge me."
"You sell ice cream for a hobby? For real?" Terumi gave Jin a blank stare. "You're shitting me, right? There is no way-"
"Look, are you going to order something or not? I'm losing my patience here." Jin growled. "Either you order something, or piss off."
Terumi glared. "Hey, that's no way to treat your fucking customer, you jackass. I might just have to beat some proper manners into that shitty head of yours."
"Proper manners when dealing with someone like you?" Jin scrunched up his face in absolute disgust at the idea. "Don't make me laugh. In fact, that joke is so terrible that it'd give me cancer."
"Y'know, I wonder how you're able to sell anything at all with that shitty attitude," Terumi commented with a scowl. "And something tells me that I should think twice before I buy anything. Whatever you have on the menu could be poison for all I know…"
"Smart choice, but rest assured that I wouldn't go that far in order to kill you. I prefer to do things in a fair manner. Now," Jin folded his arms and released a tired sigh. "how long are we going to go at this? Just order something and leave. At this rate, you're going to scare away all my customers."
"Tch. If you even have any, but fine. Time is breathing down my neck anyway." Terumi put his hands inside his pockets and scanned the menu. "I'll take one vanilla ice cream for a friend of mine. Cone for her. As for myself, got any recommendations?"
"I recently got my hands on some strawberries which allowed me to make something new, and I have to admit that the flavor is quite popular right now," Jin said in a cold voice. "But if that's what you want, it's going to cost you. A lot. Because scumbags like you will have to pay extra."
"Just for one ice cream? Screw that! Y'know what? I'll just take my friend's ice cream and go." Terumi scowled. "Lord knows that I shouldn't buy anything from you…"
"Whatever," was Jin's uncaring reply. "One vanilla ice cream, coming right up."
Terumi watched as the man took his damn time making Summer's ice cream, and he could've sworn that the asshole was doing it on purpose. Thankfully, the urge to throttle the bastard wasn't as hard to handle as he thought that it'd be. Killing him was an entire different story, however.
After what felt like centuries, Jin was finally done, to Terumi's relief.
"Here." Jin held out the frozen treat with his usual cold expression for the entire universe to see, not that he gave a shit anyway. "One vanilla ice cream. Pay up and scram."
Terumi clicked his tongue as he reached out for the treat. "I hope your business goes south-"
Jin smirked and 'accidentally' dropped the ice cream, splattering it all over the ground near Terumi's feet.
"Whoops."
-IIXII-
"Just what is taking him so long? All I want is just one ice cream…"
Summer pouted as she watched her employee argue with the guy managing the ice cream van in the distance, all because of, from what she saw anyway, a simple accident. She rested her chin on the palm of her hand and released an impatient sigh, only to end up raising one of her eyebrows when she saw Terumi bringing his right foot off the ground.
And the next thing she knew, Terumi kicked the large vehicle with all his might which resulted in it flipping over to the side.
Wide-eyed and paled beyond measure, Summer shrieked, "Terumi, just what in the world do you think you're doing!?"
-IIXII-
Remember all the way back during Special 001 where Jin wanted to get his hands on some strawberries? Yeah, this is the reason why he wanted them. EpicLinkSam presented me with the idea of Jin selling ice cream, so all the credit goes to him, though I did change it a little. Thanks man.
Anyway, leave a review if you readers enjoyed!
CPL, signing out.