In ways that would make Kyouichirou think twice about carelessly putting his life in danger, and more importantly, the audacity of sending him on an errand. But once Kyouichirou is better, he fully intended to get payback. Senge decided to let him get away with it just this once. And since he would not be able to do anything else until his injury fully heals, Kyouchirou had boldly asked Senge to buy him senbei until he is able to do so on his own.

Looking up, he saw the name on the store’s wooden sign and confirmed it was indeed the same name on the paper bag Kyouichirou always had by his side when reading books. Senge snapped out of his musings when the familiar aroma of fresh baked senbei wafted to his nose. Had his head been just another degree closer… He may have gotten injured, but ironically, it was his fall that had made the enemy narrowly miss Kyouichirou’s throat. He lost his balance when he pushed Senge out of harm’s way. The other day, Kyouichirou sprained his ankle when he protected Senge in an ambush. He frowned, not liking the heavy, uncomfortable sensation that started to engulf his chest. Senge’s train of thought led him to absently wonder if, just like the snow flakes, his half would one day disappear from his hold right before his eyes. They melted on his glove as soon they fell on his hand.

The shapes were exquisite beyond compare, yet fleeting. Even as a child, he liked catching the delicate shapes in his hand and looking at them. He turned his palm up and it immediately caught flakes of snow. And even though all the dirt is just hidden underneath, when it rains on a warmer day everything will get washed away- snow and dirt alike. He loved seeing everything covered in white, it made his country look beautiful. As for the sellers, it was business are usual. Then again, he mused with a proud smirk, his countrymen were known for their resilience so there was really no reason to be surprised that a little snowfall like this was not enough to stop them from going out to do their errands. He found it amazing that there were so many people even if it was snowing. The hustle and bustle seemed like there would be no end to it, much like he could not see the end of the street. There was store upon store, and sellers were yelling from both sides. This was how Senge described the market he had set foot on for the very first time. Very OOC as I have not finished Senge’s route yet (I plan to take my sweet time with it teehee).

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