By Kashu Arashi
"So, your half brother's transferring to your medical school?" Oriya asked as he and Muraki slowly made their way down the sidewalk. The sun was shining, but the puddles from the night before still lay in the dips in the concrete.
"Yes, unfortunately." Muraki grimaced with distaste. "I don't know what I did in a past life to deserve this, but I hope it was worth it."
Blinking, Oriya tried to imagine his fairly straight laced, if somewhat eccentric friend, doing anything in any life to warrant punishment. After a moment, he gave up and decided to change the subject. "He's not going to be a surgeon though, is he?"
"Oh no. He'll be a…"
There was a sudden roar behind them. Before they could even turn to look, a motorcycle went roaring past, straight through the puddle next to them, spraying them with muddy water. As it sped away, the two young men saw the owner, dark hair ruffled by the wind, raise a hand and flip them off.
"…a dentist."
Owari