Sorry, something happened with your original ask and I had to delete it, @askrikkaiandhyotei
Anyways, here it is
Mei had to admit that cooking wasn’t exactly her strong suit.
When she lived alone, she almost always had her meals out, or got takeaway or something ready-to-eat at the convenience store. The most she could do was heat up a retort pouch of curry in boiling water, or fry up some eggs in a pan.
Living with the others changed all that.
Touma, upon finding out how his girlfriend had lived, took it upon himself to teach her how to make proper meals, chiding her about how eating pre-processed junk all the time would do her no good, and how much cheaper it is to eat one’s own cooking anyway. Rintaro and Kento also lent a hand, having learnt to fend for themselves in the Swords of Logos, but Touma was the one who painstakingly taught her everything from holding a knife properly to deep-frying tempura.
And, thankfully, it paid off. Mei was pretty confident in her cooking skills now, and all the better because her three partners were usually far too exhausted from their constant battles and training to eat, let alone cook.
“Hmm, what do you say, Ise? What do you think Mama should make for your fathers?”
“Mrrp?” the dragon chirped in confusion. Ise, being a dragon, didn’t really need his meals cooked, but he always accompanied his Mama in the kitchen when she was cooking. “Soba?” he suggested. (It’d been his new favorite word as of late.)
“Hmm... that’s a good idea. Something nice and cold would be quite refreshing...”
She went to the cupboard to retrieve the dried soba noodles, as well as the condiments for the dipping sauce. It was just a simple matter of boiling the noodles in some water, mixing and heating the condiments in a saucepan, setting those aside in the fridge to cool, then slicing up the scallions and nori to serve it with.
Then she set about making Ise’s dinner, which was just some leftover rice from lunch and some chopped up raw salmon mixed into it. It was a little disgusting with the heads and all, but Mei endured it as Ise looked at his bowl eagerly.
Mei was washing up her pots when the front door open and her swordsmen walked in, looking worse for wear. Ise jumped up from where he was napping on the couch to demand cuddles from his dads, which they were more than happy to do. “Welcome home, you three,” Mei said, shutting the water and wiping her hands off..
“We’re home, Mei,” Touma sighed as he bent down to kiss her, Kento and Rintaro following suit.
“I’ll have dinner ready in a sec, I made zaru soba tonight.”
“Thanks, Mei...” Kento said gratefully as the three boys took their place at the table. “Geez, I’m starving...”
Mei served up their dinner, dividing the soba and sauce into four plates and bowls respectively, then served them up along with Ise’s dinner. She put the nori, scallions and some wasabi on a separate plate for them to share.
“This looks good, Mei,” Rintaro praised her. Mei couldn’t help but preen with pride even though she didn’t really do much.
“Itadakimasu.” The four said together, Ise joining in with his own dragon-version of the phrase, before digging in.
“So, how was your day, you three?” Mei asked, slurping up her noodles.
“Oh... Daishinji-san had us running all over the place, and...”
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Minific of Ise getting his cuddles?
“Come here, little one,” said Daddy, holding his arms out to him, kneeling so he could climb into them easily.
Ise let out a happy coo as Daddy wrapped his arms around him and lifted him up, a gentle hand caressing through his mane. It left a trail of soft snow through his hair, which was refreshing in the warmth of the summer heat.
“Do you like that, hmm?” Daddy asked. “It’s a good thing Daddy’s powers come in handy in times like this, huh?”
“Mrrp,” Ise sighed, curling into his Daddy’s shoulders. “Daddy’s so cool... like the fridge...”
“Well, that’s a new one,” Daddy chuckled, going over to the couch and sitting on it, still cuddling him. “But as long as Ise’s happy, I don’t mind.”
Ise crooned, nuzzling his Daddy who softly laughed, his eyes crinkling at the corners as he smiled.
“Mama! Mama! You’re home!”
“Hello, my darling,” Mama greeted, putting her bag down and wrapping her arms around Ise. Ise clung to her shoulders and wrapped his tail around her torso, making her giggle. “I just got home and you’re already asking for cuddles?”
“Uh-huh. I missed Mama,” Ise replied bluntly, rubbing his head against Mama.
She laughed softly and pat his mane. Ise caught a whiff of the hand lotion she used- since it was autumn, the one she used smelled like that orange-brown pie she made for his fathers the other day. Sweet, with a hint of something woodsy and spicy.
“Aw, I missed my little Ise too,” she cooed at him, kissing his snout, making Ise shiver with pleasure. “Let’s go wait for your daddies, okay? They should come home from the Northern Base soon.” She laughed as Ise pouted at her. “And of course, I’ll give you more cuddles while we wait- but we also have to make dinner first. What do you say?”
“Okay, Mama.” Ise said as Mama put him down. Ise trotted into the kitchen after her, fully intent on getting his cuddles as soon as Mama finished cooking.
“Ise, time for bed,” Tou-chan called, already sitting cross-legged by his nest, leaning over the bookshelf. “Do you want me to read Kento-kun to you tonight?”
“Yes, please,” Ise replied, hopping up onto his bed with the eponymous plush toy in tow. Instead of curling up in his nest, though, he plopped himself in the space his Tou-chan’s legs made, his head on his Tou-chan’s chest.
Tou-chan laughed and wrapped an arm around him. “You’re cold, aren’t you? That’s why you want to cuddle with me?”
“Tou-chan is warm,” Ise defended himself. “Like Ototsuo’s special oven.”
“You’ve been sleeping inside the forge again?” Tou-chan laughed. “No wonder Daishinji-san’s been complaining about not being able to work...”
Ise pouted. “But it’s soooo coooold...” he said. “I hate winter...” he complained, frowning at his window. A snowstorm was raging outside, making it super cold, and the Northern Base wasn’t much better, being where it was.
“Well, if it’s not winter, how can Tou-chan warm you up then?” he said. “You like Tou-chan’s cuddles, right?” Ise nodded. “Then you should love winter, because Tou-chan can cuddle you more.”
Ise mulled this over for a moment. “Okay, Tou-chan.” Tou-chan beamed at his reply. “Now, can we read Kento-kun?”
“Alright, alright, let me just get the book...”
“I-Ise? Is that you?” Papa sniffled miserably, wiping his nose as he tried to sit up in bed. He threw the used tissue out, then tried to grope around for the tissue box he was using.
Ise hopped up onto the bed, nudging the tissue box closer to Papa’s hand. “Thank you, Ise.” Kento took another tissue and sneezed into it.
“Papa okay?” Ise asked, tilting his head at him.
“Oh, Papa is okay. Just the usual spring allergies,” Papa replied, laying back down on bed. “Nothing a bit of rest and some medicine couldn’t fix.”
Ise cooed, crawling to the vacant side of the bed and laying down next to his Papa, nudging his hand with his snout. His Papa, ever sharp, rolled over and threw an arm over Ise, allowing him to curl up into him and nuzzle his chest. Ise made sure not to tickle his nose, so Papa wouldn’t sneeze some more.
“Hmmm... my sweet baby,” Papa whispered, sleepily. “You being here already makes me feel better.” Ise cooed happily as Papa brushed through his mane. “But Papa is really tired... D’you wanna nap with Papa?”
“Okay, Papa.” Ise curled up more into his Papa, who sighed contentedly, still brushing through his mane.
Before Ise had known it, he had drifted off to sleep in his Papa’s arms, his Papa soon following him into a pleasant, peaceful slumber.
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It’s father day in Japan now… so a minific of the folks at northern base celebrating it with Sora and Ise?
Ah... I remember that last year’s Father’s Day fic was the last fic I posted before I went AWOL on everyone
Don’t worry I’m not planning to do that anytime soon again haha
The swordsmen tiredly trudged back to the command room, despite the early hour. They had just finished a gruelling confrontation with Solomon at the wee hours of the morning, and even though they had prevailed, it had been very exhausting due to the extremely early hour. They all swore that the Master was resorting to such tactics to tire them out when he realized he couldn’t just overpower them, not with Touma wielding Xross Saber now.
“I’m wiped,” groaned Ryo, barely even able to carry his sword on his back. “I just want to go back home and lie in bed all day-”
The door to the command room opened, and Sora and Ise flew out of them like a hurricane, rushing at their dads who were caught unawares and were thus sent to the floor as their sons jumped on them.
“Father!” Sora bowled Ryo over with a huge hug.
“Oof, Sora!” Ryo grunted as he fell over, making sure that he got the brunt of the fall.
The three younger swordsmen had their hands full with Ise, who refused to get up from on top of them, showering them with affectionate licks and nuzzles. They couldn’t help but start laughing with all the ticklish gestures.
“Ise, sto-haha!” Touma giggled madly when Ise covered his face dragon kisses.
“What’s gotten into you?” Kento asked, snorting as Ise’s mane tickled his neck.
“Ise, let us up-” Rintaro begged, shrieking when he got his fair share of tickles.
“Sora!” Haruka reprimanded, following after her son, Mei close on her heels. “You shouldn’t do that to your father, he might’ve been tired or hurt from the fight!”
“It’s okay, I’m fine...” Ryo waved off, rubbing Sora’s head absently, then paused and looked at his wife. “Wait... what are you doing here, Haruka?”
Haruka shook her head in exasperation. “Oh, Ryo,” she sighed. “You forgot what today was, didn’t you?”
“Wait... what today was?” Kento asked, frowning in confusion.
“You guys forgot too, didn’t you?” Mei giggled, gathering Ise into her arms. “Then again... you guys flew out of the house so fast...”
“Ah, of course,” Tetsuo suddenly said, looking down at the four of them. “It would be the first for these three, wouldn’t it?”
“The first- ooooooh, now I get it,” Ren said.
“It’s Father’s Day, don’t you re-mem-ber?” Mei laughed, poking her three boyfriends’ noses for emphasis.
“Ooooooh,” the four dads said in unison, their eyes widening in understanding, and looking at their sons who grinned toothily at them.
“Well, anyways, we got some breakfast ready for you guys,” Haruka said with a smile. “You know must be all exhausted after that fight, so we made sure to make lots of food!”
“Oh yeah! I’m starving!” Ren, ever excitable, rushed into the room ahead of everyone else. “Oh look at this spread! Hell yeah!” Tetsuo rolled his eyes, but followed the ninja in with a fond smile on his lips.
Ryo huffed as he stood up, carrying a clingy Sora in his arms. “Thanks, dear.” He kissed his wife’s forehead as they entered the room as well, leaving the polycule and their dragon baby in the hallway.
“Our first Father’s Day, huh...?” Rintaro said absently, running his fingers through Ise’s mane.
“I never thought I’d be able to have that...” admitted Kento softly. “Because... you know...” he trailed off.
“Well... we’re here, aren’t we?” said Touma softly. “And we have this little one too...”
Ise chirped at his fathers, and Mei smiled at them. “Let’s go join everyone, shall we?” she asked, pulling Ise off his fathers so they can get up. “We might not be able to get the eclairs...”
“Eclairs?!” The boys exclaimed together, smiling like fools as they rushed inside for the treat.
“Mrrp?” Ise looked up at his mother, who just chuckled with a shake of her head.
“Your dads really are something huh, Ise? But that’s why we love them, right?”
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Minific about Rintaro and Touma sparring shirtless with Mei and Kento watching (Kento’s not participating in this because he’s injured)
Injured... riiiiight... it’s totally not because he just wants to eat the eye candy... however can we think that of a respectable swordsman such as him...
(Hint: this is gonna get real horny y’all)
God, I’m such a simp, Kento thought to himself, feeling a spike of shame as he greedily eyed the two swordsmen who were circling each other, swords at the ready.
From what he had heard, it wasn’t exactly the first time Touma and Rintaro had clashed against each other. Their first spar against each other was when Rintaro had awakened Nagare, even, he was told. But... he was pretty sure that they weren’t sparring like this on that rooftop weeks ago.
The swordsmen of fire and water had chucked their coats and shirts aside, leaving their torsos entirely bare for their (that is, his and Mei’s) viewing pleasure. Rintaro, of course, had a figure honed by over a decade’s worth of training as a swordsman... but Touma, too, had was built strong and lean, much more athletic than his bookish demeanor belied.
His eyes couldn’t help but wander down their figures, his hands itching to grope and touch (and get rid of everything else). Kento was sure Mei was the same way, too.
He was almost certain that the two were attempting to seduce them, because why else would they just decide to spar shirtless out of the blue?
Touma and Rintaro were equally matched, each strike parried by the other, slashes met with counters. And of course, it was a treat to see those bodies in motion, without the layers both seemed fond covering up the rippling of their gloriously sculpted muscles.
Fuck, they’re so hot like this, Kento thought, getting warm around the collar. Touma and Rintaro’s intensity was extremely attractive to him, and when it was directed towards each other, it was a hundred times more sexy. And Kento, in spite of himself, couldn’t bring himself to hate the effect it had on him.
They flashed each other playful smirks as they clashed, their swords locked, steam blasting into the air as their respective elements met. They both cast a sideways glance towards them, then Touma smirked and Rintaro smiled mischivously.
Oh. Kento thought. Oh, those two... They definitely know what they’re doing...
“Kento...” Mei grabbed his hand in a vice grip, obviously as turned on as he was.
“I know,” Kento said, returning her grip as tightly as he could.
Tonight was going to be real interesting for all of us...
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Cute minific idea: Ise’s parents find him and Uncle Ren-Ren in one of their unusual napping spots
Looks like Kento’s gonna be able to use his magic carpet again lmao
“Ise? It’s time to go home!” Mei called out. “Ise...?”
She frowned when she saw the empty command room, devoid of any soul, much less her dragon son. “Where is everyone...?”
She walked down the hallway to the training hall. Sure enough, Mei heard the distinct sounds of swords clashing and the hum of elemental energy even from several feet away. She knocked gently on the door before she entered, poking her head hesitantly. “Guys?”
“Mei, you’re back,” Rintaro said, and Kento and Touma looked up to see her at the door. All three of them smiled fondly at her, putting away their faintly-glowing swords, before going to greet her with a kiss.
She accepted their affections with a laugh and returned the gesture. “I was looking for Ise,” she told them. “Have you seen him?”
“Hmm, last I saw he was with Ren,” Kento replied. “They were just here actually... they were watching us until a little while ago...”
“Ise did look a little tired though, so maybe Ren put him down for a nap...” Touma said thoughtfully. “Those two do like their naps a lot...”
Rintaro and Kento exchanged a look that their other partners didn’t miss. “...What’s with those looks, you two?” Touma asked with a slight frown.
“Ah... well, Ren’s been known to nap in some... strange places.” Rintaro said with a hesitant chuckle.
Kento looked up at the ceiling, then chuckled. “Speaking of strange places... there they are,” he said, pointing up.
Mei and Touma followed his gaze, their jaws dropping when they saw Ren, sitting in the rafters supporting the vaulted ceiling up, his head leaning against a beam as he napped. Ise was curled up in his lap, also just as soundly asleep.
Mei sputtered. “What are they doing up there? How are we supposed to get them down?!” she asked in exasperation.
“I’ll go get them,” Kento said, summoning his magic carpet and getting on it. He rode up to where Ren and Ise were, and tapped the ninja gently on his shoulder. “Hey, Ren, time to get up.”
Ren blinked as he woke, yawning as he rubbed his eyes. “Kento-kun...” he groaned. “Five more minutes...” he said, trying to roll over.
“Whoa, Ren, be careful, you’re not in bed!” Kento said, stopping him before he- and Ise- toppled over to the ground. “Let’s get you back down, okay?”
He first got Ise (who was still asleep the whole time) onto his lap, then heaved Ren into the carpet beside him. He held onto the two of them as he lowered the magic carpet to ground level, where the others were. By the time he got back down, Ise had stirred awake, and Ren was starting to fully wake up as well.
Ise jumped into his Mama’s arms as Kento and Ren got off the carpet, which disappeared with a wave of Kento’s hand. “You really ought to stop napping in the rafters, Ren,” Rintaro chided the younger Rider. “What if you or Ise had fallen off...” he fretted.
“You could crash on the couch at my place, if you don’t want to stay here.” Touma told him.
“I know, I know... it’s just so much more breezy up there...” Ren said petulantly.
“I’m sorry, but... breezy?” Mei asked. “What does that have to do with you being in the rafters?”
“You mean you didn’t notice?” Ren asked. “We all like being surrounded by our elements. It’s windier up there, so I like it. Why do you think Rintaro hogs the tub so much?”
“Oh. That... actually does explain a few things.” Mei said. “But... what about you, little guy...”
Ise tilted his head, confusion in his golden brown eyes. “Mrrp?”
“I think he just likes it because Ren is there.” Touma said. “He is his favorite uncle, after all.”
Ise chirped happily.
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Cute minific idea: Mei convinces Rintaro to do the “Lion King” thing with Ise
“...I beg your pardon?” Rintaro asked, confused and incredulous. “What do you mean I should do the ‘Lion King’ thing with our son?”
“He means the thing at the start of the movie,” Kento told him. “The one when the baboon lifted the lion cub in front of everyone on the tall rock?”
“Oh. But... what for?” Rintaro questioned, still adorably oblivious.
“Because it’ll be super cute with you and Ise,” Mei said as if it should be obvious. “And besides, aren’t you the actual Lion King? Wouldn’t that make our son like Simba too?”
“Uh, Mei, I don’t think that’s how it works...” Touma said, face-faulting.
“I think you mean my King Lion Daisenki form?” Rintaro questioned.
“Yes, yes, whatever.” Mei said dismissively, causing the water swordsman to stutter. “Point is, it’d be super cute if you did that to Ise, wouldn’t you?”
Rintaro blinked at her in bewilderment, then turned to his dragon son who was quietly playing with his plush hedgehog doll. “Well, what do you think about it? Do you want to do want Mama says?”
Ise gave his parents an equally adorable and befuddled look. “Oh, just come with me...” Mei sighed.
Mei grabbed Rintaro’s hand, leading him up the stairs with Ise in her other arm. When they reached the landing on top where the two staircases met, right in front of the doorway leading into the base’s sacred sanctum, she handed Ise of to his Daddy with a flourish. “Well now. Go on.”
“A-Alright then...” Rintaro said, raising Ise over his head. The dragon baby momentarily looked confused, but started giggling as he looked down on his Papa and Tou-chan, waving at them toothily.
“Uh... Mei... isn’t this a bit awkward to do with just us watching...?” Kento asked her, waving back at Ise with an amused smile.
And then, as if on cue, the other three swordsmen arrived, frog-marching Yuri between them, the Swordsman of Light having once again gotten lost in the city in the search for food. Their severe lecturing (Ryo and Tetsuo) and heckling (Ren) died as they stared up at Rintaro holding up Ise over the balcony exactly like in the movie.
“...Rintaro? What are you doing up there?” Ryo asked, looking close to bursting into laughter.
“Uh...” Touma started to say. “This isn’t what it looks like?” he tried to offer in explanation.
“Oh, no, it’s exactly what it looks like,” Ren said mischievously as he took out his phone. A few taps later, an African chant started to come out of the tiny speakers and everyone started chuckling, save for Yuri who tilted his head in confusion.
“...What is going on? I am confused,” said the sword-man as everyone around him started trying (and failing) to sing the English parts.
“Don’t you get it man?” Tetsuo said, shaking his head as the music changed. “It’s the Circle~!” he sang.
“The Circle of Liiiiiiiiife!”
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Then: minific of Mei and Mai befriending each other and bonding over their boyfriends which include one who kind of went of the edge and another who is a bit of an idiot/fashion disaster
“Do you get the feeling that this going to end very badly for us?” Kouta asked the other Riders, as he looked over his shoulder towards the two women who were at a separate table, laughing as they talked animatedly with each other.
Micchy, Touma, Rintaro and Kento sighed forlornly as they stared at their appropriately-themed fruit parfaits. They nodded, looking quite resigned to their fates, and Kouta followed suit, slumping into his seat with a groan.
Meanwhile, with the girls...
“Oh, those boys are being overdramatic again,” sighed Mai, shaking her head. “Honestly, I don’t know what’s going on in those heads of theirs half the time...”
Mei chuckled. “I can see that,” she says, eyeing Kouta’s outfit. “...He does know that he looks like a discount Jesus like that, right?”
“Discount Fruit Jesus, actually, but yes, he’s aware... and he still hasn’t done anything about it,” Mai responded with a soft laugh. She, in turn, eyed the author’s drop-crotch, cropped pants. “And him, did he really think that...?”
“I’ve tried getting rid of it, believe me. Unlike Kento, he wouldn’t let me set his horrible clothes on fire.” Mai sighed. “And Rintaro... honestly, it’s a shame he hides himself under all those layers,” she said.
“Kento...” Mai breathed. “He was the one that...” she trailed off. Mai’s breath caught in her throat. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to change the subject so abruptly, it’s just I kept hearing about it from Kouta...”
“Y-Yeah. He wasn’t... with us for a while.” Mai said shakily.
Mai sighed. “It was the same with us, for Micchy,” she said sadly. “He... did some pretty terrible things. It took him a long time to understand that we forgave him for it a long time ago.”
“Same for Kento...” Mei nodded quietly. “He’s so stubborn... insisting that things had to be done his way... what an idiot.” she sighed wistfully, torn between affection and annoyance.
“And then there was that awful coat of his... why he decided it was a good idea to be seen wearing that...”
Mai winced. “Yeah... I heard about that too. Is it really as terrible as they all say it is?”
Mei nodded solemnly. “But at least he let me get rid of it,” she said with a grin.
Mai laughed. “Smart man,” she said, and Mei giggled.
Over in the next table, the boys groaned as they reached for the tissues, haveing sneezed over and over in succession for the last few minutes.
“They’re talking about us aren’t they,” Micchy said, miserably sniffling.
“Most definitely,” Touma agreed with a pout. “And I doubt they talked about anything good.”
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What is Ise’s favorite thing to do with each of his parents, and his favorite thing that they do all together?
Touma: story time before bed
Rintaro: soaking in the tub (they hog the bathroom lmao)
Kento: practicing their lightning powers
Mei: going (window-)shopping
Everyone: Cuddling! All the cuddles~
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Funny minific idea: Mei weaponizes Ise’s puppy dragon eyes (you decide for what)
Mei exploits her swordboys’ weakness to their dragon baby
“Mei, no,” Kento groaned, “You are not asking Touma to make a sequel to Kento-kun. I’m already humiliated enough about it as is!”
“I didn’t say it had to be a direct sequel! It could be about Rin-kun the lion, or Tou-chan the dragon!” Mei argued.
“That... doesn’t sound much better, truthfully,” Rintaro reluctantly replied, giving the author a sideways glance.
“I never really wanted to write a series like that, to be honest,” Touma admitted. “It was a one off sort of thing?”
“Well, the Chief seems to think it shouldn’t be a one-off,” Mei retorted. “And it did get super popular, remember? Became a bestseller and everything!”
“I know Mei, I just would rather not be reminded of getting turned into a rodent by my idiot senpai every time my husband writes a new story!”
“And I would also like not to be reminded of what happened when I turned into a lion cub... or rather what happened when I turned back.”
“I guess I was pretty lucky with my own incident,” mused Touma, causing the other two to glare at him. “I mean... uh... look, Mei...”
Mei pouted at them. “I guess I have no choice. Time to use the big guns.”
“The... big guns...?” Rintaro questioned, as she left the room.
“Oh, hell,” Touma swore, realizing what she was about to do.
Kento sighed. “I should’ve known she was going to play dirty...”
Mei came back, carrying their son in her arms. Ise looked like Christmas had come early, his eyes sparkling golden in excitement. “Tou-chan! You’re writing a new Kento-kun story?” he asked excitedly.
“I... Uh...” Touma stuttered. “I- I’m not sure...”
Ise’s expression changed to the one the three swordsmen anticipated, and dreaded at the same time. “But... Tou-chan...” He pouted mightily. “Kento-kun is my favorite... I want more Kento-kun adventures...”
The three fathers flailed at the sight of Ise nearly ready to cry. “A-Ah! Alright, alright,” Kento groaned. “Tou-chan will write more Kento-kun...”
Ise perked up immediately, and Mei also looked rather pleased. “You’re an evil, evil woman,” Rintaro told Mei, shaking his head at her. “Using our child like that...”
She grinned at him, kissing Ise’s head with pride. “Don’t tell me you wouldn’t do the same thing yourself.”
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Saber Ot4 with a Prince! Touma, please?
Oooh. Fantasy AU anyone?
If Touma were a prince, I kinda imagine him as the type that everyone knows to be a bit of an airhead, like he always has his head in the clouds and such. But he always takes the time to get to know all the staff and even the townsfolk in his castle city, he advocates for the people of his kingdom, so everyone loves him. They very much look forward to the day he takes his rightful place as their king.
Mei would be part of the palace staff, but she grew up there and it’s not unusual to see her in the prince’s company. She’s one of the few people who can tell the prince off and get him back down to earth, and Touma prefers her company to his courtiers and other nobles because she’s not trying to get into his good graces or anything. She works in the court as a scribe, copying documents to be distributed around the kingdom.
Rintaro is a knight at the castle, and he rises through the ranks to becomes the prince’s personal bodyguard. He tries to stay professional around his charge, but the prince befriends him, and Touma earns Rintaro’s undying fealty immediately. He also trains Touma in swordfighting and other such skills befitting a warrior prince, even though Touma is very much a pacifist and a poet at heart.
And Kento, he’s a prince from another kingdom that’s allied with Touma’s. They were best friends as kids, but their responsibilities kept them apart for a long time until they grew up. Kento went over to Touma’s kingdom as an ambassador for his kingdom, and ever since they met again they were practically glued at the hip. He is an expert at magic and sorcery, but like Touma he doesn’t actually like fighting.
And from there, proximity just takes over lmao. They spend so much time together it was inevitable that they catch feelings for one another, especially when things go to hell, and they have to fight like hell to protect each other and their kingdom.
Eventually, Touma becomes king, and they’re right by his side when he does it. No one’s quite sure what to make of their... situation, but hey as long as they’re happy. They lead the kingdom into a golden age and live happily ever after
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I now hc Mei to be the fashion police of the Riders, so I demand a minific of her finding Sougo and draging him away to a makeover as he tries to beg for help (bonus points if his time travelers let him be dragged and Woz is trying to take his lord back but Mei’s boys are preventing him because she shouldn’t be crossed)
Honestly, Sougo’s taste in clothes isn’t that bad... He just needs to find stuff that actually fits him right, you know?
“Look, kid, I don’t really care if you want to be a demon overlord or whatever, but if you expect to do that looking like... that, you’ve got another thing coming for you.”
Sougo blinked. “What do you mean? What’s wrong with my clothes?” he asked, looking down at himself.
“What’s wrong- Have you looked at yourself in a mirror?” Mei exclaimed. “Your shirt is at least two sizes too big for you! And what is that belt, even?”
“He has it in every color,” muttered Tsukuyomi under her breath, and Mei stared at her in horror.
“I like my clothes loose!” Sougo protested. “And my belt’s perfectly fine!”
“Sougo, you’re a dancer, you’re bound to have a great figure, and you’re hiding all of that under all this fabric!” Mei retorted.
“Oh, he has a figure alright,” said Geiz distantly. The three junior Riders behind him coughed, and he blushed, unaware that he’d been overheard.
“Mei-san, just leave me be!” Sougo whined, trying to resist the other girl from dragging him away. “Tsuku, help me out here!”
“Sougo, I love you, but you’re not the exactly the best-dressed person in the world.” She said. “Honestly, both of you are.”
“Hey, don’t drag me into this,” Geiz protested, his arms crossed protectively over his vest-collar thing.
“Mei-san, I understand your concern for Waga Maou, but as he does not wish for your assistance-” Woz stopped in his tracks when his kouhai put a hand on his shoulder and shook his head.
“I’d give up while I was ahead if I were you,” Touma told him seriously. “Seriously... you don’t want to know what she would do if you crossed her.”
“It involves quite a bit of fire,” Rintaro added for emphasis. Woz’s eyes widened with alarm. “Not that she’d set Sougo on fire, of course, but-”
“I don’t know, Rintaro, when she probably would’ve set that coat on fire with me still wearing it if I didn’t comply with her,” Kento said seriously.
“Wait, what?” Sougo asked, stopping in his tracks, which allowed Mei to finally budge him from his spot.
“Oh, don’t be ridiculous, I wasn’t going to set my boyfriend on fire,” Mei said dismissively. “And I won’t set you on fire either, as long as you let me do a bit of shopping for you!”
“Wait, eh? Eh???” Sougo cried out as she dragged him away.
“We’ll see you at home, Sougo!” Tsukuyomi shouted after them cheerfully.
“I hope we still get to see him at home,” Geiz said, and Tsukuyomi hit him on the head for the comment.
“Please don’t set fire to Waga Maou!!!” Woz cried plaintively.
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Mei’s boys react to someone insulting her
I mean, I’m sure they’ll be more than happy to slice n’ dice them on her behalf, but after she set fire to Kento’s potato sack coat, I’m pretty sure they know she can handle herself just fine.
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Fic set after episode 38 of the Saber OT4 reuniting and giving Kento all the love and affection he deserves after suffering so much all alone.
Honestly, I’ve written so many fics of this type (written at different points of the show, but more or less happening as though Kento were about to come back), I’ve lost track
But basically what I envision happening is this pair of fics:
Four is Better than One- the OT4 getting together
In Which Ren was the First to Find Out- the aftermath of the OT4′s first time, featuring Ren as the first one to figure out that it happened
Some other one-shot stuff:
A Tragic Heroine Moment- More of a KenTouma fic where Touma explains why he forgave Kento for his whole Calibur phase
Kento-kun, the Magic Hedgehog- MotW shenangigans turned Kento into a hedgehog and praise ensues
Kento the Cuddlebug- A Rintaro/Kento piece, just pure fluff
Dedicated to (You)- Another KenTouma piece
Oh My Pretty Pretty Boy (I Love You)- Basically they simp over Kento lmao
Also, anything tagged with #ise (oc) in this blog would naturally occur after Kento came back. :D
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Fic where despite Mei throwing away the potato sack coat, Kento secretly kept it to remind himself of his renewed resolve to stay with the ones who loved him whenever he has a bout of depression and the rest of the OT4 walk in on this and comfort and love him (Because Kento is a precious lightning hedgehog boy who must be protected at all costs!)
Personally I feel like Mei would dispose of the potato sack with more... permanent methods (me and @askrikkaiandhyotei hc that Mei has Touma get rid of it via burning it with Rekka lmao)
But yeah, I kinda get what you mean. I think he would have something else that would remind him of that promise more than the potato sack...
Kento sang a soft tune as he took a soft cloth, poured a little of the cleaning fluid Daishinji-san had lent him, then started to polish Raimeiken Ikazuchi. The Seiken buzzed under his fingers, soft and gentle, like the hum of electricity just before a storm.
“I’m sorry I abandoned you for so long,” he whispered to the Sacred Sword, taking care to clean the blade as thoroughly as he could. “I’m so happy you still chose me, after all this time... After what I’ve done...”
He shuddered as the dark, intrusive thoughts started encroaching on his mind again. The images of the world’s destruction, his friends dying as the world dissolved before their eyes... Touma, dying in his arms... Rintaro, sacrificing his life for Mei, only for her to lose herself as well... the only path to salvation was...
Ikazuchi hissed warningly in his hand, giving him a small shock to boot, as if to chide him for such thoughts.
Kento looked down at the blade in his hand. The sword Touma entrusted to him, knowing he would do the right thing... Knowing, waiting for him... along with Mei, and Rintaro, and everyone else.
Kento took a deep breath, trying to keep the dark thoughts at bay. No, no... that wasn’t... He had sworn to not let those images decide his future anymore. He had promised... he was going to stay by their side no matter what. He was going to fight for the future he wanted... the future he wanted with them...
It was still so easy to think they’d be better without him... So easy to think that he should be the one to...
He looked up to see Touma, and Rintaro, and Mei, looking at him in concern. “Oh... guys... What’s up?” he asked.
Touma smiled sadly, kneeling in front of him, taking his Seiken and the cleaning supplies and putting them on the coffee table behind him. He took Kento’s hands in his and pressed a soft kiss against them.
Kento’s breath hitched, his heart aching from the incredibly soft gesture. “Touma?” he asked.
“It’s okay, Kento. I know you’re not completely alright yet,” he whispered softly. “But I want you to know... I’m here for you. Every step of the way.”
“And so will I,” said Rintaro, making gentle, soothing gestures on his back. “Whatever you need Kento, I will be here for you.”
“Me too,” declared Mei, pulling his head into her shoulder as she smoothed down his hair. “I won’t ever leave you, Kento.”
Touma smiled sadly and moved to embrace him tightly. Kento clung to him, and Mei and Rintaro moved closer to hug him as well. Kento, feeling safe and reassured in their arms, allowed the tears to fall.
Kento breathed, the dark thoughts dissolving away into nothing as the others chased it away with their love and light. He sobbed in relief. “You guys... thank you...”
Kento knew he was far from being alright. But with the people he loved by his side... he knew one day, he would be.
(And there on the table, momentarily unseen by the four, the Sword of Lightning glowed, sparks flying as it purred in happiness.)
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Minific of Mei dragging her boys to karaoke and she gets a taste of their wonderful singing voices
Yo Toei/Bandai/Avex when are you dropping the full version and/or music video of Rewrite the Story because I didn’t know I needed it in my life until I heard my three swordboys singing in harmony together
“Uh... I didn’t know Mei and Ren were so into this sort of thing...” Rintaro facepalmed as the two started belting out the chorus together, with enough enthusiasm to make up for their lack of synchronization.
“Oh, you don’t know the half of it,” Touma groaned. “She used to drag me out to parties like these with some of the editors and writers at our publishing house... it was scary how mad she’d get when someone tried to get out of singing.”
“Does that mean that we...?” Touma nodded miserably, and Kento groaned. “I’m sorry... if she hadn’t heard me singing to Ise we wouldn’t be here...”
“Eh, it’s fine. It was Ise, after all.” Touma waved off. “I hope he’s behaving while Emu-san is watching him...”
Mei and Ren plopped back on the couch next to them, having apparently finished the song they were just singing. Mei handed Kento the combination microphone-remote control, which the lightning swordsman looked at with extreme trepidation. “Your turn, boys.”
Rintaro, Kento and Touma all gave her matching looks of hilarious discomfort. “Uh... Mei, are you certain that you want all of us to...?” Rintaro questioned hesitantly.
“Of course I do,” Mei said. “I’ve heard all of you sing before- yes, even you, Rintaro- and you all sound great, so what are you guys so scared of?” she asked.
“You sing?” Kento and Touma parroted at Rintaro, who blushed heavily and turned away from them, his cheeks visibly red even in the dim lighting of the karaoke booth.
“Aw, maybe they have stage fright, Mei-san... but how can they be swordsmen if they’re scared of something like this...” Ren teased, the ninja’s eyes glinting mischievously. “Maybe we should tell Sophia-san that her bravest knights are actually scared of a little thing like this...”
The three swordsmen choked, blinking rapidly as they glared at Ren, who was still giggling at his own joke. “W-What?!” Kento exclaimed in outrage. “What do you mean by that?!”
“We do not have stage fright!” Rintaro practically roared in protest. “And don’t you dare even tell Sophia-san that!”
“Alright, you asked for it, you little gremlin!” Touma grabbed the mic that Ren used, then grabbed another mic for Rintaro and the song book to find their song. “We’re gonna show you what singing is actually like!”
As the trio pored over the songbook to make their pick, Mei raised her hand at Ren who gave her a high five, exchanging sly grins at the success of their plan.
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Minific of the bookstore ot4 learning about Kento’s drunk ramblings?
Awww poor lightning hedgehog swordsman’s gonna be embarrassed on his own wedding day hahahahaha
Kento couldn’t believe it finally happened. But here he was, a married man, with the rings and the sacred vows and the three most important people in the world and their baby dragon surrounding him to prove it.
He was so happy, his chest felt like it was going to burst from the sheer joy he felt.
It had been a simple ceremony, with only the swordsmen, Ryo’s family, Luna and Sophia in attendance. The wedding itself wasn’t quite legal, per se, but it didn’t matter. They were married in the eyes of the guild and their friends, and that was exactly what they had wanted.
(They’d have to figure out how to break the news to the other Riders, who will probably be all up in arms about not being invited... but they can figure that one out later.)
And then, of course, there was a party, held in the grandest room of the Northern Base, despite the fact the guest list was so short. Everyone was eating and drinking and laughing to their heart’s content, even the two reticent Shindai siblings who Touma had insisted on inviting.
The newlyweds were relaxing together at their table, watching their friends make merry and the children play contentedly. They were cuddling as close to each other as they possibly could, arms around each other’s waist and occasionally kissing whenever they felt like it. Whenever they got caught kissing by the others they’d get heckled at, but they were so used to being teased for it that none of them were bothered about it anymore.
All in all, it’d been a perfect day. The most perfect day in all of Kento’s existence.
So of course, something had to come along and make it... slightly less perfect.
Ren jogged up to their table, his hair dishevelled after Ryo had noogied him, teasing him about being the next one to get married off. “Kento-kun, your old man is nuts,” he declared, tugging on his jacket to straighten it out.
“Sorry about that Ren,” he apologized on Ryo’s behalf. “He tends to get a little.. overemotional when he gets tipsy.”
“Overemotional is right,” Ren huffed. “He’s worse than you were last night!”
Kento’s eyes went wide as the others blinked at Ren in confusion. “What do you mean by that, Ren?” Touma asked him.
“You have no idea how this guy is when he’s drunk, do you?” Ren questioned, and the other shook their head no.
Kento made a high-pitched noise, remembering exactly what had transpired in alcohol-induced hazed. “Ren, please, no,” he begged.
“He kept saying all this sappy stuff about you guys!” Ren complained. “It was all ‘my Touma-kun is so adorable’ and ‘my Mei-chan is so beautiful’ and ‘my Rin-kun is so hot’! And he kept saying the same things over and over!”
“Did he now?” Rintaro asked with a sly tone as he, Touma and Mei all turned to look at Kento, who felt his ears grow hot with a blush.
“Aw, that’s so cute, Kento!” Mei cooed at him, throwing her arms around him. “You’re such a cutie!”
“Ren! Why did you have to say that?!” Kento exclaimed as he hid his blushing face.
“Sorry Kento-kun, but it’s payback for the embarrassment you put me through last night,” the ninja gremlin said cheekily.
“Couldn’t you have waited until after the wedding to do it, at least?!” Kento sighed in exasperation. “I’m never going to live this down, damn it...”
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Now I need a minific of Ren bringing drunk Kento back home who keeps rambling about much he loves his family
Lol poor Ren has to suffer through that?
“I miss my baby... where’s my baby dragon...”
“I’m bringing you home to him, Kento-kun,” Ren sighed in exasperation, adjusting his hold on the other man as tried to help the other walk somewhat straight. Unfortunately, due to him being much taller than Ren and his faculties being impaired at the moment, it was easier said than done.
“My Ise is the cutest baby in the world... he’s already learning to control his lightning... I’m so proud of him...” Kento slurred. “And he is so cute when he curls up next to me to nap...”
“And my Touma-kun is the most adorable man in the world... when he hears about someone liking his books... his face lights up... it’s like watching the sun... so bright and beautiful...”
“And my Mei-chan... she’s the most beautiful woman on the planet... even when she’s yelling at me she’s so pretty... I can’t say no to her even if I could. I know it’s dumb, but I’m whipped and I like it...”
“And my Rin-kun is the hottest guy ever... I don’t understand why he covers up that body of his... it is so damn fine... needs to show off those abs of his more often...”
“Umm... okay, Kento-kun...”
The older swordsman had been on the same, rambling train of thought the entire time they’d been trying to get home. He didn’t think that his idol would be such an emotional drunk, but here he was, half-dragging him home while he ranted on and on about his son and his lovers.
It would be endearing, if Kento hadn’t repeated the same things over and over for the past half-hour.
“I love them so much... I can’t wait for us to be all officially a family...” Kento sighed, his eyes misty as he looked at his companion.
“That’s why we gotta get you home, Kento-kun,” Ren said. “You’re getting married tomorrow, remember?”
“Right...” Kento smiled dreamily. “I’m going to be Kamiyama Kento...” He giggled. “Or was it Shindo Kento? Or Sudo Kento? I don’t remember right now...”
Man, Kento-kun, if you’re gonna be like this in the morning, Mei’s going to murder you at the altar, thought Ren. You better sober up tonight, for all our sakes...
*Don’t worry Kento’s gonna be sober in the morning, he’s just tipsy, and when he sleeps it off he’ll be fine. :D
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I'd love to see a Minific where Ise has nightmares and goes to Kento for comfort, Kento sings a lullaby to him and the rest of the Saber OT4 just melt at how adorable it is!
Asdfghjkl gimme singing lightning hedgehog swordsman already Toei
Like... seriously apparently Saber has character songs and it seems like the actors are gonna do at least some of them themselves... and there’s even gonna be a joint song with Touma/Rintaro/Kento singing together oh Gaim I was not prepared to be blessed like this...!
Kento immediately felt something was wrong when he woke to clicking noises outside his bedroom door in the middle of the night.
Easing out of bed carefully so as to not disturb his bedmates, he reached for his robe and what he hoped was his underwear (he couldn’t really tell which was his or Rintaro or Touma’s in the dark), hastily put them on, and went to investigate. He opened the door, blinking when he only found an empty hallway-
That is, until he heard a familiar whimper, and he looked down to see Ise, curled up on himself, shivering and looking at him with misery in his eyes.
Kento’s heart broke at the expression on his son’s face. “Come here,” he said softly, crouching so Ise can climb into his arms and rest his head on his shoulder. “Do you want to go back in your nest, or stay with Papa?” he asked softly.
“Papa,” Ise whispered, and Kento hmmed, bringing him back to the room and closing the door behind him.
Instead of going back to the bed, though, he sat at a rocking chair in the corner of the room, settling down with Ise in his arms. The chair made soft creaks as he sat, and Kento looked to the bed once more, worried that he’d awoken the others. But they had not, and Kento turned his full attention back to his son who still cried silently in his arms.
“What’s wrong, Ise? Did you have a nightmare?” Kento asked his dragon, and Ise nodded. “And you couldn’t sleep anymore?” Ise nodded again. “What do you want Papa to do to help you?”
“Papa sing?” Ise pleaded with his wide, golden dragon-puppy-eyes staring up at Kento.
The truth was, Kento was very embarrassed about his singing voice. Even when the others dragged him to karaoke, he tried to make every excuse he could to avoid singing. The only ones who ever heard him singing were his lovers and Ise, and more often than not, it was because he’d been caught unawares humming or singing softly while doing chores or playing with Ise.
The swordsman felt his resolve quickly crumble away, however, as Ise whimpered and whined. He sighed and adjusted his hold on Ise, and began to sing an old folk song he remembered from his childhood.
Ise shuffled in his arms for a moment, settling his head on Kento’s chest before he yawned and starting to nod off again. A few minutes later, Ise had fallen back asleep, snoring lightly. Kento smiled and kissed the top of his dragon’s head. “Sleep well, Ise.”
“Your voice is really nice... should sing more often...” Touma’s groggy voice brought out Kento from his reverie. Kento’s eyes snapped up to the other side of the room, where his lovers were either sitting up or had rolled over to watch him with Ise with soft, fond smiles directed at them.
“Uh... I... uh...” Kento stammered. “How long have you been watching?!”
“Long enough.” Mei said, smiling sleepily at him.
“Come back to bed, and bring our baby with you...” Rintaro yawned.
Kento sighed, getting off the chair and walking back to the bed where the others made room for him. He set Ise down with his Daddy first, and shed his coat back off before he joined the others in bed, settling down in Rintaro’s arms with Ise nestled between them.
Surrounded by the warmth and love of his family, Kento smiled contentedly as he drifted off into a peaceful slumber.
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Ryo essentially raised Kento after Hayato perished; I'd love to see a minific of the OT4 where they ask Ryo for his blessing so that they can marry Kento! <3
I don’t know about the whole Hayato-perishing thing, since he’s shown in the preview for episode 38, looking like he was about to transform with the rest of the swordsmen...?
But yeah, if there’s anyone who’d they’d ask Kento’s hand for, it’d be Ryo. How would the man react though...
Ryo spat out his tea, coughing and sputtering as he choked out a surprised, “What did you just say?!”
Haruka sighed, reaching over her husband to give the trio some napkins to wipe themselves with after he unfortunately sprayed out his drink all over them. “Ryo, honestly,” she sighed in exasperation. “I’m so sorry about that. He tends to get really worked up easily.”
“Um, it’s alright... we did kind of surprise him a lot...” Mei admitted. “It’s pretty sudden for us to say such a thing...”
“That’s kind of an understatement,” Ryo said gruffly, wiping his mouth off with his sleeve. “Look, I don’t understand why you’re coming to me about this. Have you talked to Kento about it?”
“We’ve discussed it several times and we’re sure that we’re ready for this step,” Rintaro said resolutely. “But we thought we should approach you about it in case you are... opposed to it.”
“What? Opposed?” Ryo repeated, flabbergasted. “Why would you be worried about that?”
“Kento... he sees you as his father-figure,” Touma explained. “We know that he holds your opinion in high regard, so...”
“Honey, you practically raised that boy yourself, of course they’d want you to approve,” Haruka gently pointed out.
Ryo blinked at his wife for a moment, looking genuinely shocked for a long moment, before he sighed and looked forlornly at his teacup. “I probably should’ve had something stronger than tea for this conversation...”
He looked back at the three who gave each other nervous, worried glances. “Geez. You really are worried about this huh?” he asked, scratching his head.
“Look, for what it’s worth, I don’t think that what I think about this actually matters.” Ryo stated firmly, looking at each of them seriously. “You’re all adults, what happens between you guys is your business, not mine, even if I raised Kento. My input shouldn’t matter, either way.” The trio stared at him in confusion and surprise.
“That said...” he continued, cutting them off when it looked like they were going to interject. “I’ve never seen Kento happier than when he’s with you guys. And you kept him from going down a road he was sure to regret in the long run.” Ryo smiled. “As long as you promise to make him happy, and protect him and love him... I have no reason to oppose your union.”
The senior swordsman watched as the trio’s expressions changed from nervousness, to relief and pure joy.
“Then, that means-?!” Touma gasped. “We have your consent...?”
“Yes, you have my blessings. And my congratulations.” Ryo bowed to them. “Please take care of my idiot son from now on.” He choked out, not because he had something in his throat again, but because he was trying to stop himself from crying.
“O-Of course! You can count on us, Ogami-san!” Mei responded tearfully.
“W-We will see to it properly, Ogami-san” Rintaro replied dutifully.
Ryo roared and threw himself across the table to grab the three of them. “Come here you three!” They yelped as the elder swordsmen trapped them in a giant bear hug.
Haruka sighed, looking at the overturned cups and tea spilled from her husband’s exuberance. “Ryo, honestly...”
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One minific of Mei making her boys do that fashion show you mentioned
Walk, walk fashion baby
Move that bitch crazy!
(Also, huzzah, for the lightning hedgehog swordsman is going to finally get out of the potato sack in canon!)
“I can’t believe we’re actually doing this.” Touma muttered, looking down at himself in contempt. “Why are we such pushovers...”
“Because if we turn her down she’ll be mad and we don’t get any? Kento offered, not sounding very enthused himself.
“I hate that you’re right.” Touma groaned. “Well, it could be worse...”
“Uh... I don’t mean to alarm you two,” Rintaro said as he looked back at them, terror in his eyes as he pulled the makeshift curtain back a little. “But it’s not just Mei and Ise out there...”
“What- Oh hell, even Sophia-sama is watching?” Kento whined, seeing the rest of the Northern Base sitting on either side of the “catwalk”, including their lady.
“This will be far more embarrassing than I anticipated,” Rintaro stated, looking quite pale.
“Well... at least if we die of embarrassment today, we’d look pretty good doing it?” Kento offered half-heartedly.
“Yeah... I suppose that is true,” Rintaro agreed. “Mei does have impeccable taste...”
An upbeat pop tune started up and the three boyfriends looked at each other as if they were about to walk into the final battle with Master Logos itself. They scuffled momentarily as they tried to get each other to go first, with Touma eventually getting the short end of the stick with the other two pushing him forward first.
The author sighed, squaring his shoulders as he prepared for his upcoming battle. “Alright, as Haruto-san says... it’s showtime...”
And he walked through the curtains, hoping that he would survive to see another day.
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