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"first of all, you're still underage! that'd make him a pedophile! secondly, he could lose his job! thirdly, how could you find this monkey attractive?!" the bald guard asks the teen in shock, who ultimately just shrugs.

"i like aggressive, good looking guys." samon flushes once again, but shakes his head to go back to glaring at hajime for what he'd said about him.

jyugo slowly faces uno, murmuring, "why do i suddenly want to beat someone up?"

"you two always get into it the moment you see each other. how unsightly. you're going to sully my cell 6," a new guard approaches, smirking haughtily at them all.

"what did you say? you stink of perfume!"

"oh? would you like me to close up your nose with cement, then? how's that for aggressive?" he sends a wink to the teenager who was still staring at the monkey like guard, only to earn a disturbed look in return from the boy.

"don't make threatening comments to your opponents, monkey, kiji. it's disgraceful." hwa's eyes go wide upon seeing the dark skinned guard, mouth falling open once again.

"holy fuck, if i had ovaries they'd be destroyed by now." hajime sends him a perturbed glance at his words but then ignores him.

"stop being so conceited, you damn dog!"

"there's only one inmate in building 4, cell 10, right? are you taking your anger out on us because you can't win?"

the pretty guard just glares at them. "you two are not my enemies."

"a monkey, a pheasant, and a dog..."

"it's like momotaro!" nico finishes for his fellow american.

"they're all just henchmen," jyugo comments, sneaking a glance at the still star struck halfer.

"who are you calling henchmen?!" samon and kiji shout furiously at the boy.

"happy new year, you (bleep)s! the new year's tournament is about to start, yo! i, mitsuru, will be the play-by-play commentator, yo! which building will win the prize by advancing through five competition events?! inmates! guards! please cooperate with one another today to become the champions, yo!"

yamato laughs almost as loud as the loud bastard commentating, making both hwa and hajime cover their ears from the noise.

"mitsuru-dono is as energetic as ever!"

"he's too energetic. he's hurting my ears."

and mitsuru is back to yellin. "the first event is kakizome! the theme is 'happy new year'! the participant with the most beautiful and artistic penmanship is the winner!"

while the others panic and turn to jyugo to do the job, hwa lets out a sigh and moves towards hajime to grab a brush. hearing jyugo fail tremendously from a few feet away only fueled his decision to do the task.

he held up the banner that he had written on in between hajime and yamato, looking like a bored and put out child in between the intimidating and cheerful men.

"whoa, hwa! since when did you know calligraphy?! you're not japanese?!" the others shout, and the eyes of the guards turn to him as well.

"ah. i had a friend in tokyo when i was hiding out there, and they took me to calligraphy lessons. i'm a fast learner, so it wasn't all that hard after a month of so of classes," he explains, earning surprised looks from the group. he shrugs sheepishly, moving away to sit back down while they all get ready for the next thing.

he tuned out of mitsuru's introduction for the next event, but as he was tuning out, he didn't realize yamato had handed him something until he had taken it out of instinct. now, whatever it was was just hanging in his hand while he stares at the wall, but the boy turns to the others as their group went silent.

"how are you that strong?!" the inmates shout, perplexed by all the new things hwa has never shown that he could do, but the boy just shrugs in answer and hands them mallet thing to rock, who also takes it effortlessly.

hwa was moved to the stands with the rest of the group while yamato and rock do their things out on the battlefield.

but his attention was quickly drawn to the attractive boy rock was fighting, his eyes staring at the lean boy.

'ok, why are all the boys here so fucking attractive? it doesn't make any sense! does nanba only allow the attractive criminals to become prisoners here?'

his question would never be answered, though, because hwa is a dumbass and immediately forgot it after watching how the two inmates continue to duke it out on the field. he heard briefly what rock wanted to get if they won the competition, and immediately distracted himself from the rest of it by thinking of all the delicious food they could have if they won.

"hajime... we need to win," he says lowly, sparkled around him as he looks to the guard .

hwa was only snapped out of his food filled thoughts when mitsuru was shouting about the next event. apparently, it was some type of card game or something, so they sent seitarou and uno down to go against the building 3 inmates.

"good luck, seitarou," the halfer says to the polite guard, who smiles thankfully at him.

sighing, hwa slumped in his seat and let his head rest on jyugo's shoulder, making the younger boy flinch. "sorry, i'm just tired, so i'm gonna take a quick nap."

the younger boy gives a somewhat choked nod of acknowledgment, relaxing enough to try and make hwa more comfortable.

"thanks, kid."

"shut up, i'm only a year younger than you."

this is at 100 already? wow, thanks so much, guys! it means a lot, especially since this is based off a really underrated show, so thank you so much 😊