["SIGH... no, no, the mood's already ruined, you might as well just go."]
Have you been responding with that anytime someone here didn't react the way you wanted them to? I might have to deduce another point for that, you know.
["Why can't you be the one doing some scares in here, saves me the trouble of having to be dragged into this..."
Ahh, that's the sound of Mitsuba complaining above them.]
Because I'm the teacher, I'm not doing the hard work for you guys in addition to helping you advertise the class exhibit for the festival.
[Geez, between these two in particular, it doesn't feel like its going well for both of them having Tsuchi be the judge of their efforts. Perhaps we should move on before we end up holding up anyone behind us and pre-emptively ruining the scares for them too...]
[Tsuchi waits until the other two kids are left behind before he speaks.]
Don't worry, I'm not actually planning on giving that kid a bad grade or anything like that. I just don't want those two thinking they can always act like that when things don't go their way. Besides, if Number Three didn't want to be involved, he could have just left instead of helping.
[Mitsuba is even more tsundere than we are, after all.
It looks like there's not much else here after those two: some plastic spiders drop from the ceiling into their hair along with other kids in costume jumping out left and right going "boo" or trying to grab at their ankles... pretty standard stuff, really.
It's not long before they reach the exit, and Tsuchi begins to sigh.]
Well, I'll give them some credit that they tried to work with what they could with the budget provided by the school, but I will admit that it'd be nice to have seen something really unique here...
[The moment those words leave his mouth, however, there's suddenly an ear-piercing SHRIEK of terror somewhere behind them, and the sound of two kids screaming--]
"Something grabbed my ankle again!"
"Yashiro-chan, quit letting the zombies grab your fat ankles and run faster--!! OH GOD NO, SOMETHING SLIMY JUST HIT MY FACE--"
[And then, zooming right past Tsuchi and Suga very quickly is... Yashiro, accompanied by Hanako very quickly floating after to get away from whatever Mitsuba is doing with the konjac on a string chasing after them as both kids, including Hanako, are screaming in absolute terror in comparison to how bored Tsuchi and Suga had been by the attempted scares.]
[There's a long, long pause as Tsuchi watches those two zoom past... and then he proceeds to double over in absolute uproarious laughter, hard in a way he hasn't done in quite a while.]
Seriously!? That actually worked on Number Seven, of all people?
[Sorry Hanako, but your former teacher is going to give these kids a passing grade because they did give him a unique sight just now--the greatest school mystery screaming like a little girl from a middle school haunted house.]
[O-oh no. Suga shouldn't laugh at Hanako being so scared, that feels mean, but his attempts at hiding his chuckles behind his sleeve aren't very effective.]
I guess different things are more or less scary to different people...
Well then, I'll have to revise my opinion on the students efforts then, if it was good enough to work on Number Seven at least.
[Tsuchigomori finally stops laughing now, but is still clearly quite pleased as he squeezes the hand still holding Suga's momentarily.]
We've reached the end of the exhibit, but I still have time right now to accompany you to see the rest of the school festival, if you want. I haven't really paid attention to what the other classes are doing, so I wouldn't be able to tell you much about them beforehand.
[And undeniably true, but he doesn't say that in case he's still in earshot of any of his students. Instead, he walks casually leading Suga away from the haunted house exhibit so that they can see the rest of the school.]
I know outside there's a few food stalls that have been set up if you're hungry, while I believe some classes have put together cafes or games to play, last I heard.
[Suga leans a little closer like he might peck Tsuchigomori's cheek... but thinks better of it. Wouldn't want to let the students know their teacher is a person with relationships.]
... It's fine, if you want to. My co-workers and most of my students at least know by this point that I'm not single, I think.
[Would you look at that, for once Tsuchigomori is allowing PDA. Maybe the fact that he gets to be his authentic self today has made a little more bolder and receptive to this, too.]
They reach the food stalls outside, and there's all kinds of different options: takoyaki, noodles, desserts and candies... basically what you'd expect for festival stall food.]
[Listen, Tsuchi can barely cook either, its why he lives on a diet of takeout, ramen, and candy... and the occasional butterfly. He ain't gonna judge Suga for being easily impressed here.]
Sure. I think I'll have the takoyaki as well, if you don't mind.
Oh? I'm sure the kids who helped make these will be happy to hear that.
[It's not the best Takoyaki that Tsuchi has ever had, but it's still good. And besides, he wasn't expecting five star quality food from sixth graders anyway.]
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[He's not a good measure of this kind of thing, even for adults.]
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Have you been responding with that anytime someone here didn't react the way you wanted them to? I might have to deduce another point for that, you know.
["Why can't you be the one doing some scares in here, saves me the trouble of having to be dragged into this..."
Ahh, that's the sound of Mitsuba complaining above them.]
Because I'm the teacher, I'm not doing the hard work for you guys in addition to helping you advertise the class exhibit for the festival.
[Geez, between these two in particular, it doesn't feel like its going well for both of them having Tsuchi be the judge of their efforts. Perhaps we should move on before we end up holding up anyone behind us and pre-emptively ruining the scares for them too...]
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[Suga lightly tugs on Tsuchigomori's hand to encourage him to start walking again.]
I'm still having fun.
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Don't worry, I'm not actually planning on giving that kid a bad grade or anything like that. I just don't want those two thinking they can always act like that when things don't go their way. Besides, if Number Three didn't want to be involved, he could have just left instead of helping.
[Mitsuba is even more tsundere than we are, after all.
It looks like there's not much else here after those two: some plastic spiders drop from the ceiling into their hair along with other kids in costume jumping out left and right going "boo" or trying to grab at their ankles... pretty standard stuff, really.
It's not long before they reach the exit, and Tsuchi begins to sigh.]
Well, I'll give them some credit that they tried to work with what they could with the budget provided by the school, but I will admit that it'd be nice to have seen something really unique here...
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"Something grabbed my ankle again!"
"Yashiro-chan, quit letting the zombies grab your fat ankles and run faster--!! OH GOD NO, SOMETHING SLIMY JUST HIT MY FACE--"
[And then, zooming right past Tsuchi and Suga very quickly is... Yashiro, accompanied by Hanako very quickly floating after to get away from whatever Mitsuba is doing with the konjac on a string chasing after them as both kids, including Hanako, are screaming in absolute terror in comparison to how bored Tsuchi and Suga had been by the attempted scares.]
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Seriously!? That actually worked on Number Seven, of all people?
[Sorry Hanako, but your former teacher is going to give these kids a passing grade because they did give him a unique sight just now--the greatest school mystery screaming like a little girl from a middle school haunted house.]
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I guess different things are more or less scary to different people...
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[Tsuchigomori finally stops laughing now, but is still clearly quite pleased as he squeezes the hand still holding Suga's momentarily.]
We've reached the end of the exhibit, but I still have time right now to accompany you to see the rest of the school festival, if you want. I haven't really paid attention to what the other classes are doing, so I wouldn't be able to tell you much about them beforehand.
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[He squeezes Tsuchigomori's hand in return, with a warm smile.]
Maybe you'll have more fun while you're not thinking about grades.
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[It's not often he gets to walk around freely as his true self, after all.]
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[And undeniably true, but he doesn't say that in case he's still in earshot of any of his students. Instead, he walks casually leading Suga away from the haunted house exhibit so that they can see the rest of the school.]
I know outside there's a few food stalls that have been set up if you're hungry, while I believe some classes have put together cafes or games to play, last I heard.
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[unsurprisingly.]
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[Been busy with helping his students, after all.]
Let's head outside then, shall we?
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[Suga leans a little closer like he might peck Tsuchigomori's cheek... but thinks better of it. Wouldn't want to let the students know their teacher is a person with relationships.]
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... It's fine, if you want to. My co-workers and most of my students at least know by this point that I'm not single, I think.
[Would you look at that, for once Tsuchigomori is allowing PDA. Maybe the fact that he gets to be his authentic self today has made a little more bolder and receptive to this, too.]
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I love you. Thank you for having me.
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[He even smiles back, just as fond of Suga here.
They reach the food stalls outside, and there's all kinds of different options: takoyaki, noodles, desserts and candies... basically what you'd expect for festival stall food.]
What do you want to start with?
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[Man who cannot cook and rarely goes out to eat easily impressed.]
Takoyaki, please. [Already pulling out his wallet.] Can I treat you?
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Sure. I think I'll have the takoyaki as well, if you don't mind.
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[Treating the boyfriend to lunch! They're on a real date and everything! He's so happy.
Once they have their food, Suga takes a bite out of his.]
It's good. ...It's been a while since I had festival food.
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[It's not the best Takoyaki that Tsuchi has ever had, but it's still good. And besides, he wasn't expecting five star quality food from sixth graders anyway.]
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[Praise from sensei is always the best.]
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[In the meantime, however...]
Are you still hungry? There's still other types of food being offered at a few of these other stalls if you want to check them out, or we can move on.
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[What do people even do at school festivals, it's been so long for him.]
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