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"Ramuda, we're here!" Gentaro suddenly stops dead to his tracks, Dice who's walking closely behind him suddenly hits his back.
"Man, what's up? Oh, what the fuck!" He screams after seeing the mess the Novelist has his eyes on. Ramuda's place has always been so messy but it feels different today? Fabrics and paper lie here and there, torn, more than clawed into pieces. It's as if a feral animal broke in. "What happened 'ere?"
"That is what I want to learn as well." They slowly pass through the entry way, trying to avoid stepping on any potential important material like draft sketches. "Ramuda?"
The hear something fall and the two of them immediately took their mics out. Ramuda is a devil, they know yet they're ready to take down anyone who tries to hurt him. "Mrow..."
"Mrow?" Dice mimics the voice they heard as they exchange glances.
"Nya!" Out of nowhere, the pink haired Fashion designer jumps on them. His weight makes them tumble, heaps of fabric luckily softens their fall. "Nya! Nyaaaaaa!"
"The fuck, Ramuda!" Dice gets up, freeing Gentaro who was buried under his and Ramuda's bodies. The poor Brunette always complains how the two of them always make his body hurt. For sure he'll hear more of those soon. "What's wrong with you, jumpin' on us all of a sudden?"
Ramuda's head of pink and purple mop tilts, clear eyes on the Gambler's hair ornament. He utters another 'nya' before latching into it. Dice with this agility manages to catch Ramuda's wrists before he pulls the ornament and leaves a bald spot on his head. "Did'ya hit your head or somethin'?" Seemingly unable to understand Dice's words, their leader continue to flail and meow like a cat. "Oi Gentaro, help me 'ere!"
The Novelist just sighs as he fixes his kinomo before turning his attention towards this teammates. In a glance, he immediately figured out this new dilemma their leader ran into. "As much as he hated it, he have no other choice. I'll contact Jinguji-sensei."
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Dice silently follows Gentaro as he carries their still struggling leader on his shoulder like a sack of rice. If it's only him here, he would probably get lost with how identical the halls look with each other. However, Gentaro just strides gracefully, turning at the right corners as if he knows this place like his own home. Soon they reach the desk before the Doctor's office and the nurse tells them that the Doctor is currently spending his break on the courtyard.
There the duo from Shibuya witness a scene freshly cut from one of those fairytale movies. Noontime sunlight should be as hot as hell but it seems to be gently hugging the tall Doctor's figure as he sits on a bench. Impatiently surrounding him, a horde (yes, horde) of felines enchant him with their symphony of meows. Jinguji Jakurai couldn't help but give a pleased chuckle with their chant before putting down bowls of cat food before them.
"Hey, Gentaro. Is he really a Doctor or a D*sney Princess?" The Gambler whispers. Curiosity in his magenta eyes makes his companion engulfed with pity yet he must also protect their sanity.
"Dice, I humbly implore you not to ask such questions that will make me question humanity more than I already do," the Novelist responds dryly.
Distracted by their conversation, Dice almost tumbles as Ramuda suddenly jumps off him. Their leader, on all fours, runs towards the Doctor and the two have no choice but to chase after him since for sure he'll shower the Doctor with scratches as a greeting. But what he does instead shocks his teammates.
He rests his head on Jakurai's lap then playfully reaches for the rubber rat toy beside him. Although dumbfounded as well, the Doctor appeases him by giving him the toy before turning towards the two. "What on earth is happening here?"
"That..." Gentaro gives an awkward smile. "...we need help with." Despite the absurdity of his tale, the good Doctor just nodded and intently listened to any potential clues to solve this problem.
"I see..." After being silent for a couple of minutes, Jakurai finally speaks. "I'm afraid this hypnosis wouldn't wear off anytime soon. Would you mind leaving him with me?"
"Fuck no!"
"As you wish."
Gentaro and Dice responds simultaneously yet differently. "Oi, Gentaro, we cannot leave Ramuda just like this!" The Blue haired man shakes his friend's shoulders, angrily yelling that he just puts their leader in the enemy's hands. "Ramuda wouldn't like it!"
"But as of now, Ramuda likes him more than the two of us!" He swats Dice's hands then proceeds to straighten out the creases he made on his kimono. "And it clearly shows that Ramuda isn't the only one pleased with this arrangement. Am I correct, Jinguji-sensei?"
"It is a Doctor's duty to look after his patient. I am neither pleased or aggravated."
"Please say that again after you remove Ramuda from your lap." Gentaro hides his smirk behind his sleeve as Jakurai openly displays bashfulness for the first time. Well, who wouldn't be? The Fashion designer is indeed straddling Jakurai's thighs, reaching for that teaser adorned with a pink feather and bells which the Doctor holds too high for the short man to reach. They look too intimate to be called rivals. "Well then, we're leaving him to you."
"Mrow?" Ramuda suddenly jumps off Jakurai then approaches the two as they turn to leave. He clings on the Novelist's coat then bops his nose on his cheek. For some reason, tears started to gather on those emerald eyes as he wraps his arms around Ramuda. "I... I change my mind. We're taking him home instead."
"Please wait a minute, Yumeno-sensei," Jakurai interjects; voice suddenly dips lower than its normal pitch. "You cannot take my patient away."
"Oho, can you still call him a patient when we know you'll just pet him all day and make him wear cat ears!"
"Is it really me who will do that or you?" Oh, this is rare. Gentaro gets shot with his own words. Jakurai is crazily good with stitching people's mouth shut.
"Let's settle this with a rap battle then. Dice!" Gentaro shoves Ramuda towards the Gambler's arms. There's a dangerous glint in his eyes Dice never saw before. He's dead serious about this! "Hold on to Ramuda. This will be over soon."
"How interesting..." Jakurai smirks as he takes his mic out then activates it. A huge cross-like speaker appears behind the man, making his presence seem more ethereal. "Shall we start now, Yumeno-kun?"
On cue, Gentaro produces his own mic. Upon activation, he gets surrounded by his speakers in the form of elegant birdhouses. "I may be inexperienced but I don't see myself losing to you, Jinguji-dono."
"Seriously Ramuda, what the hell have you done?" Dice asks his leader who still aims to toy with his hair ornament. Of course, the oblivious gambler misses the evil grin on the Fashion designer's lips. A grin only the sane Ramuda will show.