Title: Hyuse Cronin…yeah.

Chapter II: Moose Xing

Author: Ri-Ryn

Genre: Humor/Friendship

Word Count: 397

Rating: M* (Content suitable for Mature Teens) / +T

Disclaimer: World Trigger belongs to Ashihara Daisuke.

Warnings: Some explicit language. Stereotypes. Crack. Flesh eating moose.

A/N: Rest in Pieces tourism in Canada. "Kérato Álago" is simply a google translation of 'horned steed' into Greek. Damn right Afto rides weird moose counterparts into battle after watching Calveria.


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"Hey, hey, it's Hyuse!" Koarai dragged Okudera with him, the latter sharply ripping his sleeve free.

Hyuse glared at the two, setting both agents to freeze up. I feel like I've seen them before. Somewhere besides our last team match.

Okudera laughed nervously. "Remember? You taught us some Canadian. G-good times, am I right?"

Hyuse remembered teaching a lot of people before his nightmare at the Tamakoma branch office, though he did not remember much after that. (The taste of soap still haunted him.) Good enough. "Of course. What do you two need from me?"

Okudera elbowed Koarai who grinned. "Is it true you have moose everywhere?!"

He blinked slowly, brain dying. What the hell is a moose? Right - first inquire more intel, blend in with Meeden. "...Moose?" Hyuse questioned earnestly.

Koarai faltered while Okudera groaned, "See, stupid! I told you we should have looked it up in Canadian before we found him! He doesn't know it in Japanese."

"Antlers," the attacker wallowed. "Big, four legs, fuzzy horn things!"

Hyuse's eyes widened. Canada too? "You mean the Kérato Álago."

His age-mates high-fived, laughing.

"Yeah, that one!" the lighter brunette crowed.

"I don't know why you're laughing as they are no paltry beast," Hyuse drawled, observing in satisfaction as the duo ceased their noise, faces drowning in apprehension. "They drive their prey up trees to isolate them from an escape route before scaling the bark to consume their kill."

"What do you mean they scale trees?!"

"I thought they were herbivores!"

"They are." Koarai prematurely sighed in relief. "Until they reach adulthood. After that either you or the Kèrato Álago dies for they never abandon a hunt"

"And they just roam about Canada? No problem?" Okudera was ghastly pale.

"It is simply life. Sometimes we form hunting partners for young warriors to fell one," Hyuse clarified.

Leaving aside why Canada had warriors (they had flesh eating moose dammit), "Why though?" Koarai beseeched.

Hyuse shrugged nonchalantly. "A coming of age ceremony, of sorts. It is simply how we do in," he paused, reminding himself where he was, "Canada."

Hyuse excused himself afterwards pleased with his adaptability; and left the two B ranks to their own company and further revelations about the might that was Aftokrator and subsequently the Meeden equivalent.

"No wonder border recruited him," Okudera muttered in awe.

Koarai easily conceded. "We need to book more Canadians."