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Kazuma shifted the cumbersome weight on his back, simultaneously cursing and thanking Kimishima.

The older man had done everything for Kazuma. He'd protected Kanami and taken her to safety when no other would; he'd defended his best friends honor when others looked upon him scornfully…he'd believed in him, helped him when all others had damned his existence.

Kazuma took a slight comfort in the pressing weight of his friend's arms that were loosely draped around his shoulders. Although he was heavier than expected, Kazuma walked on without anymore complaints, letting Kimishima take a well-deserved rest.

…Kazuma hadn't realized until then that his best friend would risk his life for him without a second thought or worry about his own safety.

So in the safe circle of his arms, Kazuma trudged on through the unbearably hot wasteland with Kimishima on his back, determined to take his friend home, alive and well.

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