Kinda sounds like a yummynummy meal.
Yaone: Excuse me?
Curry and Tonberries!
Before Yaone can recover from that, we'll move on.
Barring funny little incidents involving pregnant monkeys and coffee overlords, the Sanzo party would be proud - or bored - to say that the past few weeks had been uneventful.
Very uneventful.
In fact, so uneventful, that they fell asleep into what seemed to the innkeepers like a horrendous coma.
HORRENDOUS!
Except that it really wasn't.
But we won't elaborate. Plotholes rule our world.
Hakkai was grinning.
The author stands corrected. Hakkai was alive, awake, and apparently grinning at something like the MADMAN he really is.
He really is a madman.
Hakkai was actually sitting on a bench near the creek, grinning at a tiny whirlpool that had developed in the water. The whirlpool had snagged a fallen leaf and was busy pulling it deeper into its center, completely disregarding all forms of complaint from the leaf itself. "All forms of complaint" consisting of the leaf trying to plaster itself to a nearby rock, or picking up other leaves in its wake, and finally resorting to crumbling into several parts in order to have some tiny chance of survival.
Which was ridiculous, since in the process of crumbling, it was killing itself, anyway.
This, by the way, was what Hakkai thought was hilarious, and was the reason the youkai was sitting on a concrete bench near the creek by the inn, grinning almost maniacally - well, it was maniacally, not almost - at a tiny area of the creek.
It was kind of funny, really. What with Sanzo dozing off while chain-smoking, and Goku burying himself in barbecue ribs and sausage, and Gojyo busy trying to win more money off of the local cardsharks, Hakkai found that he had finally scored some time for himself. He reasoned that it would take about five more hours before the cigarettes finally burned down the inn, and at least two or three hours past that for Goku and Gojyo to suffer from an overdose of their favorite evils, so he himself had a nice long day's worth of Hakkai time.
And Hakkai time right now consisted of laughing at the demise of a tiny fallen leaf.
Kougaiji clearly thought that Cho Hakkai was a madman.
Hakkai glanced down at a patch of grass, then slowly, ceremoniously, picked several blades out, one by one -
- and dropped them into the creek.
"Hahaha..." He chuckled to himself, now crouching at the edge of the water.
Yeah, definitely a madman. Maybe worse than Nii.
Kougaji paused in his hiding place underneath the concrete bench. Shifted his legs a little; it was a little cramped.
In fact, he wouldn't have been surprised if Hakkai was -
No.
NonononoNO.
Maybe.
No.
Maybe.
And while Kougaiji battled himself on the playground of his own mind, Hakkai fell into the creek.
Gojyo was very happy, though; he'd just won another month's worth of hair gel. Johnny Bravo, eat your heart out.
Yaone: Stop making references to people we don't know!