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Um, season one, I think. Before huge home renovation, but after Manjoume moves into the Osiris dorm.

Heh, I always wanted to write psycho!Shou. But the ending was :||||
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Manjoume liked black. Black did not need to be shined and cleaned. Black masked the dirtiness of his clothes. Black did not need to be laundered.

…Black was a ridiculous thing to wear during a heat wave.

“Dammit!” He shook his fist into the air, not caring for that one second for his dignity. It was freakin’ hot that day, and there was nothing inside his dorm to accommodate for it.

Apparently, the funders for the dorm did not bother to give enough to install air conditioners.

“Oh, come on, Aniki, it can’t be that bad!” Ojama Yellow took that particular time to pop out of his card. Manjoume growled. “And what would a weak monster like you know?”

“But, Aniki-“ He was cut off by a loud “BANG-!” as the doors burst open. Manjoume resisted the urge to sigh.

“Wow, Manjoume, aren’t you steaming in that?” Judai was wearing his baggy gym uniform in a feeble attempt at cooling off. Sweat came off of him in waves; Manjoume could only imagine how sweaty he himself looked.

“Yeah, Aniki’s right!” Shou spoke up. He was a bit more sensible; he had his jacket tied around his waist, and his pants were rolled up.

“I’m fine. I like these clothes.” Manjoume raised his nose and turned around.

Shou sneered, a slight, conniving grin spreading. “Hoh, if Manjoume loves his clothes so much, then
I guess he won’t have need for Tenjoin-san, will he?”

Manjoume sputtered. “W-What?!”

“Yeah, Shou, whaddaya mean?” Judai stared with a bemused expression on his face. Shou looked away innocently.

“Well, I think it’ll be best to explain to Asuka-san!” With that, Shou bolted away. It took a second for Manjoume to process that into his brain, and more time to realize-

“Dammit, you brat, you’re not getting away!” Despite him sweating already, Manjoume gave chase. Surely, his longer legs would give him the advantage!

Meanwhile, Judai just stared at the two. Ojama Yellow peeked from his card.

Together, they watched.