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ᏣᏂᎯᎵᎿᏋᖇ ᎿᏂᖇᏋᏋ

"just a survey?!"

"next is no.69."

"that scary looking guy..." seitarou says with a frightened shiver, making the halfer put a comforting hand on his shoulder. the young guard gives him a thankful smile before they both turn back to listen to hajime.

"he loves to fight, but that's nothing compared to his enormous appetite. just hand him the menu for today and he'll sit quietly for a while," hajime explains, making hwa let out another loud laugh. his cell mates really were simpletons.

"is he in grade school?!"

"no, he's just really childish and food obsessed," he answers with a deadpan, making the guards both stifle a chuckle at his words.

"no.25."

"compared to the others, he's a good kid."

"he's the easiest."

"the easiest? but in reality, isn't he the toughest to handle?"

"just put on some anime. also, if you give him snacks, he won't move an inch."

"no, he's not in kindergarten," hwa says, having noticed seitarou was about to ask said question. the man just shakes his head in disbelief.

"no.15..."

"the number 1 troublemaker."

"you could say that again. he's always pestering me when he's bored, which is, like, all the damn time." the guards give him sympathetic looks at his words, but hajime turns the conversation around back to the topic.

"his hobby and special skill is jail-breaking. he will, without a doubt, escape."

"so there's nothing i can do?!"

"no. he has a huge blind spot."

hwa raises an eyebrow as seitarou asks, "a blind spot?" he didn't know what hajime knew, considering the guard had dealt with the other four longer than he'd been there, but he was curious to what hajime knew.

"in his case, if the other three aren't interested in escaping, he'll lose 40% of his motivation. so if he does run, he'll be easy to catch. he also likes to hang on no.20 a lot, and will nap with him sometimes."

seitarou nods, but then his eyes turn to said inmate. "what about no.20, though? you haven't said anything about him?"

hajime nods, giving hwa a gentler version of his usual blank stare. "no.20 is the least troublesome of the group. he tends to just lay around a lot, sleeping, or doing something with the others. he's only tried to escape once, and it was because he was interested in how well the defenses were here. other than that, he shouldn't be too much of a problem. he actually helps me in reprimanding the others when they get too rowdy or escape too much."

seitarou gives the boy a kind smile, thankful for his more docile personality. he was happy that at least one of the cell 13 inmates wouldn't be a trouble for him.

"the trick is to take care of the other three first by using my tips. just humor him afterward and make 15 take a nap with no.20 or something."

"i'm gonna head back to my cell now, hajime. sorry for the others, seitarou, they're just annoying little shits," hwa said before heading back down the hall, hands in the pockets of his jacket.

_0_

hwa was only awoken when the others began yelling about something.

"the hell are you dumbasses doing? stop being so loud," he grumbles, all noise in the cell stopping as he sits up in a crouch, hair shadowing his eyes and making the others freeze in their places.

looking up at them with a glare, the others could swear his eyes were practically glowing bright blue as he glared at them.

"no! we were just excited about the new inmate! please don't hurt us, hwa!" nico pleads, falling to his knees with tears in his eyes. he really didn't want to get yelled at when the new guy had just challenged jyugo to a jail-breaking competition.

sighing, the dark haired boy gets up off the ground and walks over to the bright pink haired man, who was staring at him with wide eyes.

"who are you?"

"i am tsukumo, a shinobi! and may i just say, you are the most beautiful man i have ever come across!" the ninja dude exclaims, taking hwa's hand and falling to one knee with his other hand over his chest.

hwa's eyes went wide at his words, along with the others, before everyone starts yelling.

"did he just flirt with hwa?!"

"that's not fair, i'm the most attractive man ever!"

"this is just like in one of the mangas i've read!"

"stop flirting with him!"

hwa swiftly took his hand out of tsukumo's grip, still wide eyed and staring at the man. "uh, what?"

"would you like to get lunch together sometime?" tsukumo questions loudly, still staring at the dark purple haired boy intently.

instead of replying, hwa forcefully hit his head on the wall, effectively knocking himself out and possibly giving himself a concussion or something. jyugo noticed the blood dripping down the unconscious boy's head, and immediately took some of the napkins hwa kept in his pocket out so that he could try and stop the bleeding.

"tsukumo broke hwa! we gotta tell hajime!" uno shouts, but he was shushed by rock.

hwa would be fine, they were sure. it's not like he hasn't knocked himself out before just to escape his problems.

_0_

hwa awoke the next morning after not having moved at all from knocking himself out. opening his eyes tiredly, he sees yamato in the doorway with a horse, the other all shouting, and the door to their cell broken down with hoof prints in it.

"i should be getting paid for the shit i put up with in this place," he mutters, gaining yamato's attention, and the man laughs heartily at him.

"ah, good to see you're alright, no.20! i heard from the supervisor that you knocked yourself out! go ahead to the cafeteria to get yourself some food, the others will start on the cleaning!"

nodding with a growing smirk, hwa sends a two finger salute to his distressed cell mates, then heads out of the room. shiro most likely had made something absolutely delicious, once again!

i personally don't think this was a very good chapter, but i did like the new little thing with tsukumo and hwa. i didn't originally plan it, but tsukumo is adorable

too bad he ain't the main love interest 😝