[FREE] い〜やい〜やい〜や(attn: osatsu)

[Hirase Marin]

There was something about the stinging cold of the outdoors that helped clear the mind. Thoughts of being watched or gruesome murders meant nothing in the face of the brutality of Mother Nature. These were the thoughts that swirled in Hirase's mind as she stood at the top of the ski hill. She pulled her coat around herself in a futile attempt to keep warm. It was lucky that she managed to snag one of the winter coats, especially since otherwise she would not have been able to stand outside.

"Oh? Osatsu-kun? Nice to see you!"

She rubbed the back of her neck in embarrassment. 

"Sorry for throwing you under the bus in the trial. No hard feelings, right?"

[Osatsu Kei]

🐧 --- While Hirase was suited up with a jacket, Osatsu... remained virtually the same in appearance. The cold didn't exactly bother them to say the least-- or, well, they didn't want to seem like they're doing poorly. They knew that they were human as everyone else, but the cold was something they had missed. With hands in their pockets, they wandered around without much of a care-- though at the sight of another person, they stopped in their tracks.

Oh.

Hirase, wasn't it?

The (sort of) apology threw themself off for a moment, as if they hadn't expected one at all. In fact, it hadn't cross their mind at all-- they felt that the treatment that they recieved during the trial was... justified, in a sense. Or was it just them downplaying it? 

"I have no feelings, Hirase-san."

An eerie smile appears on their face as they tilt their head to the side. Sorry Hirase.

"Hah hah. Oh, but don't worry. You aren't at fault for putting me in the spotlight. I admit, I put myself there with my poor timing if anything-- faring well in this weather, Lifeguard-san?"

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