[ Not in a million years could Yuta have ever foreseen a curse coming to blacken his doorstep to deliver him maybe-or-maybe-not-poisoned food made by someone who tried his hardest to kill him in the past. Yet that's exactly what happened and despite whatever common sense might caution him to do, Yuta has oyakodon for dinner that night. (It was only ever a small gamble when he has RCT anyway and it paid off deliciously.)
Rather than text him, Yuta's thanks comes in the form of a token of (uncertain? begrudging?) appreciation left by Geto's doorstep the next day: a little box of traditional tea snacks that aren't too sweet and a soft drink that Geto will like. Or rather, the exact kind Geto would have grabbed when he was younger and the title of 'the strongest' was shared between two boys. How does Yuta know that particular preference? ~It's a mystery.~
delivery.
Rather than text him, Yuta's thanks comes in the form of a token of (uncertain? begrudging?) appreciation left by Geto's doorstep the next day: a little box of traditional tea snacks that aren't too sweet and a soft drink that Geto will like. Or rather, the exact kind Geto would have grabbed when he was younger and the title of 'the strongest' was shared between two boys. How does Yuta know that particular preference? ~It's a mystery.~
With it comes a note that simply reads: ]
Too bad, I lived.
- Okkotsu