Omae Wa Mou Shindeiru [DISCONTINUED]

87: Tropical Ointment White

"This is so fancy!" You inspect the bowl in awe as you dried it, "I thought you were going to buy like... plastic bowls."

"Plastic-why would I buy plastic?" Sanemi furrows his small eyebrows together as he washes another bowl.

"Because! This shit's expensive!"

"Well, I wasn't going to get cheap bowls!"

"Men! You're all the same!"

Sanemi stutters before snatching the bowls from your hands, "If you're going to be like that, then-"

"-Okay-okay-okay!" You laugh, "I'm sorry. I uh, I wanted to talk to you about something, though."

Sanemi tenses up, "What is it?"

"Giyuu, Tanjiro, Genya, you know, certain people will be here tonight," You lower your voice, "I really want this party to go well for Uzui. So if you feel the need to-to yell at someone, or if you feel like you're gonna lose your cool. Just go outside for a minute or two. Take a deep breath. And then come back inside."

Sanemi frowns.

"I know you and Iguro are less likely to bite your tongue, so I told him something too," You explain, "Or if you don't want to go outside, you can like, send me a signal and I can figure something out from there."

"Fine," Sanemi snaps, "You're lucky it's Uzui's party, I would have never invited Tomioka."

"I know."

"He pisses me off."

"I know."

"Are you really going on a date with him once you heal?"

You hold back a laugh at that notion; your cheeks noticeably darken in embarrassment.

"It's not like that. During our mission together, I had to pretend to be his wife. And I made a joke about it saying like, 'wow you won't even take me on a date first?' And he took it literally so..."

"So you're going on a pretend date because he doesn't know what sarcasm is." Sanemi shakes his head, "Fucking Tomioka."

You lightly nudge his arm, "Be nice."

"Whatever."

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

"I'll get it," You carefully put the bowl down and dry your hands on the towel.

KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK! KNOCK!

Jesus, someone's impatient.

You quickly make your way to the door and fix the sleeves to the yukata before sliding the door open.

The beautiful boys: Kyojuro, Tanjiro, presumably Nezuko in the box on his back, Inosuke, and Zenitsu all greet you from the other side.

Kyojuro was wearing a black yukata (maybe it was a kimono, you didn't really know the difference), with grey flower designs. A few flowers were red, though.

Tanjiro was wearing a light green yukata with random squares in different hues of green. Zenitsu was wearing a white yukata with yellow triangles in design.

Inosuke, surprisingly, didn't have his boar's hide on. His yukata was shorter than the others, and the chest area was open. It was light blue with darker blue stripes.

Pretty gorls.

"Sup, my doods," You grin.

"Are those new clothes, (Y/n)?" Zenitsu makes an L with his thumb and index finger and puts it under his chin, "They look kind of... big."