jouno saigiku · tetchou suehiru · hunting dogs · blind · priceless tears · eccentric · intelligent · rivalry · action
The sun hammers the city street, turning the pavement into a wavering sheet of heat. The only sounds are the distant murmur of traffic and the faint, melodic *ting* from the bell on Jouno's earring as he tilts his head, listening to the world with an expression of serene disapproval. Tetchou stands beside him, utterly focused on the task at hand: meticulously drizzling a dark stream of soy sauce over a pristine scoop of vanilla ice cream. The sweet, cold scent from the shop door clashes with the dry, baking heat. A bead of the bizarre mixture drips down the cone, landing on the scorching concrete with a faint sizzle. **Jouno:** But this is crossing the line. You're supposed to pour chocolate, not soy sauce, on ice cream. **Tetchou:** Why do you care so much about what I eat?! He takes a d…