Title: Costumes
Characters: Hiruma x Mamori
Notes: Spoilers for Deimon's Field Day! This chapter is one of the most fun chapters in the manga for me. This will be based on Hiruma's point of view. A bit naughty though. :D
"Kekekekeke." I watched in amusement as the Fucking Huh-Huh Brothers beat up the Fucking Monkey out of his wits for his Slam-Dunk-Turned-Disaster in the beanbag toss game. They're making my life so fucking easier.
"Red Team 0. White Team 102."echoed through the speakers. Kekekeke. Fucking Baldy and Fucking Manager did a great job. If only they would adapt with my Spartan ways and don't have to force them for this. For sure the Fucking Brats would excel great heights with their limits.
"Will those who're participating in the 3-Legged Costume Race please select your partner in the audience!" Fucking Announcer stated. "I wonder how those costumes are selected?" I heard Fucking Shrimp murmured. "I think it's by a lottery, I hope I get a cool costume.." commented the Fucking Monkey. Lottery you say? Kekekekeke.
"Wait! What is this? Mukyaaaaa!" fumed the Fucking Monkey. Kekekeke. I've set up those fucking costumes perfectly for everyone.
"Do you want to switch Suzuna-chan?" my ears twitched at the Fucking Manager's voice. Kekekeke. Fucking Skates looked really upset with that fucking giant diaper costume, serves her right for being so fucking nosy about me and the Fucking Manager.
Fucking Manager still comforting Fucking Skates when my eyes darted to her. Kekekeke. She sure still looks like a Fucking Goddess even with that cheap wedding gown of hers. I looked at the Tuxedo in my hands and twitched slightly. "Keh." Too fucking obvious that I paired up with her costume.
I scanned through the available costumes left and felt a grin creeping off my face. "Kekekeke" students cowered in fear as they strutted away from me the moment they heard me cackled in glee.
I grabbed the Fucking Rabbit costume and got in to it. It would not be too fucking obvious this way. Resting my AK-47 over my shoulder, I made my way through the crowd. Throwing a last glance to the Fucking Manager in that wedding dress.
'And besides, I'll be more than willing to do to her where Fucking Rabbits are experts are. Someday. Kekekekeke'
