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[noentry]

It is a weird combination, but listen.

[Sano grips Haruaki's sleeve and tugs him closer, whispering as if they might be overheard.]

There's something weird going on between those two...

[dresscode]

Huh???

[ Okay, now all his schematics and theories are fully pushed aside. Sano threw him for a loop! Haruaki wobbles in closer, eyes wide. ]

What do you mean?

[noentry]

Back when those social ranks were floating above our heads like a video game, Ebisu and Kurahashi's were both ten when they looked at each other.

[Which isn't inherently a bad thing, but it's weird, right?!]

[dresscode]

Ten?

[ Ten? ]

Ebisu-sensei had a ten for someone who isn't you!?

[noentry]

I know. I'm his brother, and we had the same rating!

[Can you believe Ebisu accused Sano of being jealous?]

[dresscode]

[ On its face, it makes no sense. Ebisu isn't particularly close with any of the students. He's critical of Kurahashi's work in the same way he's critical of all of the lowest ranking students, though maybe a little more so. They have no reason to feel so bonded to one another–

Unless their connection predates Ebisu's appearance at Hyakki. And if Kurahashi isn't a kudan, then...

Haruaki's temples throb. He rubs at them ineffectually, huffs a very un-Haruaki-like sigh. ]

No, you're right, something is definitely up...

[noentry]

[It's how Sano can tell that Haruaki is serious, but if there's more he isn't telling Sano, he must have a good reason...]

We don't have to talk more about it right now, but... I just thought you should know.

[dresscode]

I appreciate it, Sano-kun...

[ A few more futile rubs, then he drops his hands and looks over at Sano with a bit of a clearer expression. His head still hurts, but– they don't have to talk about it more right now. ]

If you notice anything else, and you feel alright telling me about it... please do, okay?

[noentry]

I will. Haruaki...

There's no one else here I trust more than you.

ohhhhhh we can wrap i don't feel so good mr pans

[dresscode]

[ It's not a statement lightly made by anyone, but especially not Sano. Somehow, Haruaki has become the person he trusts most, and he'll do everything in his power to not let Sano down. The trust of his students, his friends– it means the world to him. It lightens a heavy load over his shoulders, makes his expression smooth out into a warm, grateful smile. ]

Thank you, Sano-kun.

[ He tilts his head away from the light of the crystal, gestures for Sano to follow him. They've been here long enough. ]

I promise I'll take care of that trust.