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This is restaurant sure is lively. Zoro thought observing the burly chef beating up the pirate, with everyone else cheering him on. Zoro scowled, this was going against a lot of his morals but he didn't do anything to intervene, the guy will probably feel worse getting help from another. The only ones who weren't cheering were him, Nami, Usopp and the weird old man with a tall chef hat. The blond guy from before was nowhere to be seen.
What's up with him anyway? I thought he couldn't talk. Zoro thought back to the snarky man. When Nami introduced blond to Zoro he stayed silent and kept his mouth shut firmly. Zoro provoking him later, which he will admit was a rather lack of discipline, to see if he would talk had earned him weird hand gestures and an infuriating closed lipped smirk. The earlier scene of the slender man beating up the stuck up marine, Zoro heard the man loud and clear despite how quiet he was so the man wasn't mute, he just didn't want to talk and judging by the horrified cry from the marine when he did speak, the guy probably had a good reason to keep his mouth shut.
The blond didn't look like much, having a rather delicate touch to him with how he looked and dressed, but Zoro knew a fighter when he saw one. Didn't think he would be that strong, so that surprised Zoro slightly. The man was weird, covering nearly every inch of his body to the point of wearing gloves and the skin that was exposed was so pale it looked translucent. His eyebrow was the first thing that Zoro noticed and it was really hard not to laugh. It looked ridiculous and comical and Zoro couldn't help but poke fun at it. Zoro didn't expect the man to stare at him straight in the eye with that weird black blue eye and insult back with a jab at his hair. Normally people would cower in fear of the 'Demon of the East Blue' but the man just butted heads with him, never backing down from a fight. A challenge.
Zoro grinned. He liked that. The guy looked like he was his age and from what he said before seems like he was a chef. A good one too. So a fighter, a chef, the same age as Zoro, tick, tick, tick and tick, Zoro has no complaints for the possible future crewmate. Zoro saw Luffy chasing after the blond and knew the guy's fate has been sealed. Once Luffy has you in his clutches you will never escape nor will you really want to.
That blond is going to join whether he liked it or not and Zoro sure as hell wasn't complaining.
Sanji was quite in a predicament. The teen was staring at him intently with an excited gleam in his eye after asking his question and Sanji had a funny feeling he wasn't going to have much choice with this one. He took a calming drag of his cigarette and lowered his head so the teen couldn't see his mouth. The other man had his full attention on the teen so Sanji didn't bother hiding from him. he still turned sideways just in case.
"So, you're a pirate?" Sanji asked foregoing trying to pretend he can't speak. He had a feeling pretending not to talk will only cause him a headache around this guy.
"Yup!" the teen answered happy and jumped off the second floor and landed next to Sanji.
"Why did you attack us?" Sanji asked. According to the other chefs this guy was the reason why they have to pay a hefty sum for damage repair.
"That was an accident! I'm sorry!" the teen whined slightly. Sanji wasn't so sure how you can accidently blow a hole in the roof but the teen seemed to be telling the truth despite how far-fetched so Sanji accepted the apology.
"Hey, join us!" the teen demanded.
"I refuse." Sanji's response was immediate. "I have my reasons why I must stay here."
"No! I refuse!" Suddenly the teen was in his face and Sanji nearly swallowed his cigarette in surprise.
"R-refuse what?" Sanji stuttered, covering his mouth with the pretence of reaching for his death stick.
"I refuse your refusal!" The teen stated with a tone of finality. "You're a good cook, so come with me to be a pirate!"
What the hell is up with this guy?! Sanji screamed in his head, as he stared up at the teen in shock. What's up with his logic?!
"Hey, listen here, you need to respect other people's decisions!" Sanji exclaimed, still covering his mouth. "I'm not going with you!"
"Don't care! Join us!"
Sanji snapped. Too many people been rubbing on his nerves today and his emotions had been going in loops of being happy and angry. The restaurant's half ruined, another person found out about his teeth and then there's the weird teen!
"I said I won't join! Leave me alone, you bastard, before I fillet you!" Sanji shouted at the teen, jumping up and shoving his face in the teen's face. Sanji quietened down when he saw the teen staring at him with wide eyes. "What?"
"…YOU'RE TEETH ARE SO COOL~!" The teen exclaimed with stars in his eyes.
Sanji froze. When he jumped up and shouted at the straw hat bastard he had completely forgot about hiding his teeth. Sanji slapped his hands over his mouth. Shit!
"That's it! You're joining! No arguments! Captain's Orders!" the teen shouted in his excitement.
Sanji was stunned for a few seconds before he snapped back. "What?! You're not my captain! How many times do I need to tell you the answer is NO?!"
"Join us!" The teen was relentless.
"No!"
"Yes!"
"No!"
"Yes!"
"No!"
"YES!"
"NO!"
"Um, sorry to interrupt but…"
The intrusion of the new voice caught the attention of both arguing males. Sanji paled. He forgot there was still another pirate. Four people saw his teeth today. Four. Sanji quietened down and turned his full attention towards the Krieg pirate with a blank face.
"What?" Sanji asked curtly, sucking on his death stick again. The man stared at him warily but continued on talking. Well at least this man was polite about his less than human features.
"I'm part of the Krieg pirates. I'm Gin." The man introduced himself before turning his attention to the straw hat teen. "So you're a pirate too?"
"What's your goal?" the pir–Gin asked.
"I'm looking for One Piece." The teen grinned his answer. "I'm headed for the Grand Line."
Gin widened his eyes and began to sweat. "You're still looking for a cook so your crew must still be pretty small."
"Yeah we got five, including him." Luffy confirmed, pointing at Sanji.
"Why the hell are you including me?!" Sanji exclaimed, annoyed.
"You look like a decent guy, so let me give you a piece of advice." Gin continued ignoring Sanji's outburst. "You better not go to the Grand Line. You're still young, there's no need to rush. Grand line is only a small part of this world's vast ocean."
"I see." The teen answered offhandedly before asking the pirate with a bit more enthusiasm, "do you know anything about the Grand Line?"
Gin gained a haunted look. "No I don't know anything about it. Nothing at all. That's what makes it so scary."
"Aren't you part of the Krieg Pirates?" Sanji asked. "I didn't know there were cowards on his crew."
Gin stayed silent but he lowered his eyes to the ground. Sanji sighed. Maybe he was a bit harsh on with that last comment.
"Let's get you a ship." Sanji suddenly spoke and walked off to untether one of the smaller boats on the Baratie. "You were captured so I highly doubt you would have a boat. Take this one."
"…Are you sure?" Gin asked hesitant. "You've already fed me."
"Just take it. We've got two more." Sanji waved of the other man's hesitancy. Gin looked back at the teen but all he did was grin at him. Gin smiled slightly before jumping on the boat. After checking everything he looked up at the two males.
"Later then." He said.
"I'm still going to the Grand Line." Straw Hat (Sanji decided to call him that) clarified.
"Yeah, do what you want. We're strangers so I have no right to tell you what to do." Gin regarded Straw Hat. "I was only warning you."
"Sanji-san." Gin turned his attention towards the withdrawn blond. A slight shift in his stance showed that he was listening so Gin continued. "Thank you so much, you saved my life."
Gin gave a huge smile. "The fried rice was delicious. Can I come again?"
Sanji paused before smiling back showing off his teeth. He's already broken too many of his personal rules today so might as well continue and start fresh tomorrow. "Anytime!"
"So there you are, waiter boy." And Straw Hat snapped his head up.
"Ah! It's the old man!" He cried out. Sure enough there stood Zeff in all his stern glory.
"Gin, get going." Sanji ordered quietly.
"I'm sorry." Gin clutched at his head band. "Because of me you're going to get in trouble."
"Trouble? What trouble?" Sanji mocked confusion and picked up the empty plate and glass. He walked over to the railing and threw the evidence into the ocean. Gin stared with wide eyes as the plate and glass landed with a splash and slowly sunk to the bottom of the ocean.
"Trouble for feeding a customer for free? What proof do you have?" Sanji grinned down at Gin. The man was overwhelmed. Ever since the Sanji had met him he had treated him with nothing but kindness. As he set sail from the floating restaurant he went on his knees and bowed as deep as he could.
"Thank you Sanji-san!" Gin cried out. "I'll never forget this!"
"Don't get caught again, Gin!" Sanji called back. Both Sanji and Straw Hat watched as the boat grew smaller.
"Sanji! Waiter boy!" the old man called out the moment the ship was merely a dot on the horizon. "Get back to work!"
Sanji and Straw Hat watched the old man disappear from sight.
"Join our-"
"No."
"But whyyyy~?" The teen whined. "You're a good cook and you have really cool teeth! I've already decided it'll be you as our cook and no one else!"
"I have my reasons." Sanji stated and glared at the teen. "While I am flattered, you'll have to find another cook. If you plan on setting sail, you'll need to find a cook. Just. Not. Me. Got it?"
"No!"
"Why are you so stubborn, dammit?!"
"Join us!" Suddenly Straw Hat's arms extended far beyond humanly possible, wrapped around Sanji's neck and suddenly Sanji found himself giving a very unwilling piggyback ride to the teen.
"The fuck?! Let go of me! What the hell happened to your arms?!" Sanji exclaimed, struggling against the tight arms wrapped around his neck.
"I ate the gum-gum fruit! I'm a rubber man!" The teen stretched his cheek as if to prove what he said was true.
Devil fruit user? Sanji thought as he continued to try and pry the teen off of him. After ten minutes of fruitless struggling Sanji gave up and began walking back into the kitchen with a new acquired human backpack.
As Sanji was making his way back inside he could feel a small smile growing on his face. Another stranger accepted him. So far only three people accepted him wholeheartedly for who he was and what he was when they first met him without question. First time was when he was ten, second time was eight years later and now. Despite himself Sanji could feel himself getting less annoyed. It's like the teen made the people who surround him forcefully happy with the infectious sunny attitude he had.
"…Will you please let go of me so I can work?" Sanji asked.
"Nope! You're my crew's cook now and I'm not letting you go!" The teen tightened his grip even more. Sanji felt his vein throb before sighing and resigned to giving a piggyback ride to the teen. At least it didn't hinder his work since the teen was doing all the work of clinging onto him. It really did feel like Sanji was just carrying a really strange backpack.
As Sanji was filleting a fish for the next dish he felt Straw Hat looking around the busy kitchen. Sanji could feel a few stares but he tuned them out. If he can tune out eardrum shattering angry screams than he can tune out a few random stares.
"Oi! Waiter boy! If you're doing nothing go wash the dishes!" Patty screamed and forcefully pulled the teen off of Sanji, nearly choking him in the process since the guy had wrapped his arms around his neck extremely securely. Sanji coughed for a few minutes, getting his breath back and glared at Patty and flipped him off with both hands. Patty only flipped back and dragged the teen to the piles of dirty dishes.
Soon the usual rowdy screams and insults flew across room and Sanji finally relaxed. Normalcy. At last.
*crash*
Sanji frowned but continued to chop the vegetables a bit more vigorously.
*crash*
Sanji could feel his eyebrow twitch but he tipped the vegetables into the pot to finish off the simmering stew.
*crash*
Sani taste tested the stew and decided to add some salt. He tasted it again and gave a satisfied smile. Perfect.
*crash*
"Oi, waiter boy! How many dishes did you break?!" Patty screamed finally finding out where the crashing came from.
"Ah, I forgot to count." Straw Hat broke yet another dish.
Patty fumed. "You're not supposed to!"
Sanji glanced over and narrowed his eyes. He put the stove cooking the stew on low to keep it warm and grabbed a notepad. He marched over and dragged the clueless teen away from the angry chef.
"Hey! Don't eat the customer's food!"
Sanji frowned and looked over and sure enough Straw Hat seemed to be chewing something. Sanji seethed yanked the younger man by the ear and exited the kitchen.
"Look, just go and take customers' orders ok? All you have to do is ask what they want and write it down. Surely you're not dumb enough not to understand that?" Sanji gritted out, trying to keep his temper in check. "when you give us the orders don't even think about touching anything in the kitchen. If you do, I wouldn't mind trying to see if I can cook a rubber man, alright?"
All Sanji saw was the teen's eyes grow comically large and nervous sweat gathered on his brow before he slammed the door in his face.
Sanji stomped back to his station and barely even rolling up his sleeves he felt a tap on his shoulder. Sanji's vein throbbed and he turned around. A wine bottle was shoved in face by a scowling Patty.
"Table five ordered this. Go take it to them." Patty stated, shoving it in Sanji's hands. Sanji took it without question and made his way out of the kitchen. All the chefs were old and burly, most were ex-pirates or had been involved with shady business and they looked it too. Sanji was the only one with a face that won't scare people and better. They've already scared of their waiters, no need to scare of customers as well. But first…
Sanji glared at his soiled gloves. Fucking marine ruined one of his favourites. He made a quick detour to his room and threw the ruined gloves onto his bed. After shifting around Sanji found a pair he deemed worthy and tugged it on, hiding his naturally sharp nails and grey tone at the fingertips.
As Sanji made his way out of the room he spotted himself in the mirror. He stared for a split second to scowl at his reflection before quickly averting his eyes and made his way back into the restaurant.
Slowly, Sanji made his way back to dining hall, slowly began to build up his walls again. He's lost his temper way too much, it's time to go back to being professional. That earlier incident with the marine was stupid and childish. He's needs keep in check when he needs to let off some steam so he won't explode on customers again. Plus… Sanji pressed his lips together tightly. No more letting people see my teeth. Gin, Straw Hat and Moodie shouldn't be a problem but that marine… no, don't dwell on it. If they take me I won't go down without a fight.
Sanji stopped right in front of the closed doors to the restaurant and took in a deep breath. He schooled his features into the familiar expression of calm and just the right amount of smiling to be polite. It was forced but he's been doing it for years now, so it came instinctively.
Sanji walked in and made his way over to table five. Another date it seemed, with the man and woman talking softly to each other and Sanji made his presence as scarce as he can, not wanting to interrupt the date. The lady smiled up at him when he poured wine in her glass and he smiled back. When he turned his attention to the man, he earned a glare and Sanji only stared at him neutrally, calmly pouring wine into the man's glass. Did the guy get less wine than his date? Possibly.
"Sanji-kun! Over here!"
Sanji immediately perked up and looked around and spotted Nami waving him over. He quickly placed the wine bottle down and hurriedly made his way over to the loudest table in the restaurant, completely oblivious to the lingering stare of the lady and seething glare of her date.
"Is there anything I can help you with, milady?" Sanji signed, smiling a bit more genuinely.
"Mm!" Nami nodded. "I'll have any specials made by you. The food here's good but you promised I would try your cooking."
Sanji smiled remembering the promise made over their many passed notes. "How about the Scallop Piccata with Sautéed Spinach accompanied with Angel Hair pasta?"
"Sounds delicious." Nami said and folded her arms, looking up at Sanji. "So did you meet Luffy?"
"Straw Hat? Yeah." Sanji answered back. "Crazy guy was going on about making me the cook to his pirate ship. I refused and he had the nerve to say he refuses my refusal."
"Sounds like something Luffy would say." Nami laughed. "He forced all of us to be his crewmates as well. We didn't want to as first but now here we are."
"Wait. You're the crew he was talking about?" Sanji asked surprised. "And you agreed?"
"Nami? Can you translate for us?" The long nose guy asked timidly. "This is a rather one-sided conversation for us."
Before Nami could answer they heard an outraged cry above them and all present at the table looked up. Speak of the devil, Luffy was staring down at them with a betrayed look on his face.
"Ah! That's not fair! How come you guys are allowed to eat?! That's hurts!" Luffy whined and Sanji blinked. When did he get to the table so fast? Just a few seconds ago he was still walking down the stairs!
"Yo, Luffy! I heard you're stuck working here for a year! Can I redraw the flag?" Zoro laughed at his captain's misfortune and took a bite from the stew Sanji remembered he made earlier. "I have to admit through, the food here is great."
Sanji blinked and smiled slightly, pleasantly surprised that the brute complimented his cooking. Seems like he wasn't a total asshole after all. He actually didn't look half bad now that Sanji had a closer look, maybe even considered attractive in Sanji's books. Sanji took in the detail of the definition of the guy's muscles, toned to be perfect vessels of power and the sun-kissed tan skin… ok time to stop that trial of thought.
"I feel kinda sorry for you." The green haired man continued and threw his head back and laughed. Luffy, who was picking his nose, chose that opportunity to flick a freshly picked booger into Zoro's glass of water. Sanji gagged and crinkled his nose but he didn't say anything. Usopp and Nami were trying to stifle their laughs, turning away from Zoro and laughing quietly into their hands. They started to laugh harder when Zoro reached for his glass of water.
"Still, on year of working here? That's rather harsh…" Zoro tipped the glass near his mouth. Sanji was about to warn him but before he could even blink the guy had already jumped up and tipped it forcefully into Luffy's mouth instead. "YOU DRINK IT!"
"Why would you do that?!" Luffy rolled around on the floor, gagging and coughing. Usopp and Nami were already laughing with no restraints and even Sanji's mouth was twitching into a smile but he kept a straight face.
"You too! What were you trying to pull?" Zoro asked, towering over his captain, scowling. Usopp and Nami were still laughing, banging the table and clutching their stomach from laughing too hard.
Sanji stiffened when he felt a whole restaurant's worth of stares aimed at their table and he looked around sheepishly at the customers. They were being pretty loud, albeit he was making no noise but the other four were.
After Luffy finally recovered he spotted Sanji standing beside his crew's table and smiled hugely.
"Ah! I should introduce you!" Luffy jumped up and wrapped his limbs around Sanji again. "This is Sanji! He's a really good cook and is going to be joining out crew! Plus he has really-"
Sanji slapped his hand over Luffy's mouth and glared at him. He did not need the whole restaurant to know about his teeth. Luckily the younger man took the hint but he didn't stay quiet.
"Either way, he's the crew's cook now so you better get along with him!" Luffy exclaimed when Sanji released him.
"Is that so Sanji-kun?" Nami asked surprised before Sanji could protest again. "I thought you wanted to stay here but it so, I welcome you with open arms. I need someone with an intelligence level above cavemen on the crew."
Sanji deflated and shook his head painfully. Nami's mouth turned down slightly and he deflated even more if possible. He hated to upset Nami or any lady, it just didn't sit right with him to see a look of distress on a lady's face and know that he was the one that caused it.
"I'm sorry, Nami-swan. I would love to go out to sea with a goddess like you but you know why I must stay." Sanji replied. Nami knew if he had dog ears they would be dropping pathetically.
"Eh, don't worry about it. Knowing what's going to happen Luffy going to somehow, by some miracle, make you join and you will be completely happy with it. Come on, the kicked puppy look doesn't suit you. Smile." Nami signed this time and made a semicircle with her fingers on her face as an indication to smile. Immediately Sanji brightened up when he saw that Nami wasn't really upset and gave a lopsided smile.
"Great, now we don't understand either of them, this isn't even one-sided anymore." Usopp complained. Zoro only stared at Sanji.
That smile looked genuine. It looked nothing like the frozen forced one that Zoro has been seeing. It wasn't flattering to the man in the slightest, stretching his face awkwardly like he hasn't smiled for a long time and he just looked goofy in general, looking like he was on cloud nine. What did the Sea Hag say to him that made him this happy? He looks like an idiot. Zoro thought grumpily, Why am I even bothered by this?
"I'm sorry, Nami-swan. I hope you can find it in yourself to forgive me. There's just an obstacle in the way of us traveling the seas together." Sanji apologized and gave a kiss to the back of the ginger's hand. Out of the corner of his eye he could see Zoro and Luffy looking a little put out, staring at him and his attitude towards women. Sanji ignored them both in favour of a paying more attention to his goddess.
Nami smiled, happy with the attention that she was given. She ignored the extravagant words, since she got used to it over the years of reading it through notes, honestly this was pretty tame compared to what he usually says. These words were purely meant to make ladies feel happy after all, so Nami knew there was no ill intent. Plus, he doesn't even swing that way but the sweet words were nice to hear.
"Is that obstacle me, by any chance, Shitty Eggplant?" Zeff suddenly appeared out of nowhere, obviously being there long enough to see his adopted son sign the last sentence. Sanji gave a small start. You would think that having a peg leg and being old would make one's presence known but nope. The shitty geezer makes little to no noise and it unnerved Sanji sometimes.
Shitty Geezer. Sanji turned around and levelled the old man with a glare.
"This is great, why don't you just go ahead and be a pirate with them?" Zeff continued, levelling Sanji with his own glare. "We don't need you here anymore."
What?! Sanji clenched his fists and his glare turned damn near murderous. "Shitty Geezer, I'm the sous-chef here, what's this shit about not needing me here anymore?"
"You always fight with our customers, you flirt with our female customers and you make shitty food." Zeff replied, and began walking over and stood menacingly in front of Sanji. "You're nothing but a burden to this restaurant!"
Sanji glared down at the old head chef and stayed quiet. He could hear the snickers of the other chefs but he ignored them and payed his full attention to Zeff.
"The other chefs don't like you, so why don't you just go be a pirate and do whatever you please and get the hell out of here!?" Zeff shouted in Sanji's face.
Sanji counted to ten in his head and without even knowing it, his usual blank face started to come back. Void of all emotion he continued staring at the head chef. "I don't care about your other excuses but no one talks shit about my food. No one. Not even you."
When Zeff saw Sanji's blank face slowly take place the old man's face suddenly showed an indescribable emotion before kicking Sanji across the room.
Sanji grimaced but made no sound as he crashed into a table. Great another table broken…wait why isn't there any food on me…? He looked up and saw he had crashed into Nami's table, each person that was present had grabbed a plate of food, safe and out of harm's way. Sanji felt a slight swell of happiness for that.
Nami gave a stare at Sanji, silently asking if he was alright. Sanji gave a slight nod and she relaxed slightly. Sanji turned his attention back to the head chef, face back to its neutral scowl. If Sanji noticed the old man became slightly less tense to see the usual scowl on Sanji's face he said nothing.
"I don't care what you say, but I'm staying here and I will become the head chef. So sorry to disappoint, but I'm not leaving." Sanji signed, still slightly sore from being thrown around all day. Honestly, he's not some punching bag, just because he can withstand pain doesn't mean it doesn't hurt.
"Hmph, good luck becoming the head chef. I'm going to live for another 100 years!" Zeff replied.
"Then I'll live 1000." Sanji sniped back and stared defiantly at the head chef. Zeff only huffed and walked away.
…Is it sad that I believe that? Shitty Geezer's probably gonna outlive all of us. Sanji thought, contrasting completely with what he had signed as he stared at the retreating back of Baratie's founder.
Sanji jolted when he felt a heavy slap to the back and he turned around to find Luffy way to close for comfort grinning.
"This is great! He just gave you his blessing! Now you can be a pi-" Before Luffy could even finish, Sanji had already grabbed him by the neck, efficiently cutting him off, and gave a warning glare at the rubber man. The guy didn't even look that affected, damn him and his devil fruit powers. At least he stayed quiet.
Sanji immediately jumped up and righted the table and smoothed out the table cloth. Well the table isn't broken by some miracle.
"I apologise for that earlier disruption, here, I've ordered a Fruit Macedonia for you, my princess." Sanji gently placed the dessert he grabbed from a passing tray in front of Nami.
"Oh~ it's looks so pretty!" Nami clasped her hand together in delight and took a bite out of her dessert. "It's delicious!"
"Oi, what about us?" Usopp complained at the blond. Sanji stared back coolly and wrote something down on his notepad before sliding it across towards the long-nose.
-I've ordered some hot tea for you. Do you want mochi* along with it?-
As Usopp fumed, Nami looked up at Sanji with big doe eyes. Sanji didn't even need her to say anything before he nodded in confirmation. He looked over at the over guys present and quickly signed something towards Nami.
"Yay! Oh by the way you guys still have to pay." Nami informed the other two.
"Wait, what about you?!" Usopp asked in disbelief.
"I don't have to pay. Sanji would never let an old friend pay for food, would you?" Nami aimed the last part of her sentence towards Sanji who smiled back goofily in agreement.
"Hey, how come she gets the special treatment? I'll sue you, love cook!" Usopp shouted and turned towards Zoro. "Go get him Zoro!"
"Can you please stop choking our captain?" Zoro asked dead panned, ignoring Usopp completely.
Sanji blinked and looked down. Sure enough he was still grabbing onto Luffy's neck, but thanks to his devil fruit power, the teen only stretched his neck to a comfortable length and was quietly drinking the arrived tea. Sanji narrowed his eyes and let go. Sure enough, exactly like rubber, the teen's head snapped back and knocked him backwards from the force. Sanji gave him a kick to the head for good measure.
Sanji lifted Luffy into a head lock and began dragging the winded teen across the floor. "That's enough slacking off, go and hand the customers towels when they walk in, got it?" Sanji spoke into Luffy's ear.
"Yes, sir." The teen answered back meekly.
The remaining three only stared at the two walking away with sweat drops running down their head. If you listened hard enough one could hear a jazzy saxophone playing in the background. But then again, it could be your imagination.
*A Japanese rice cake that is really tasty and I recommend you try some if you haven't before!
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-Kagu-chan