Ward 3, Minato, Tokyo
Hana Kurosawa
Stretching lazily, Hana moved carefully, trying to get a mental recap of what had trascended yesterday before going to sleep. Itsuki had reacted in a poor sloppy manner, scared the kids a little more, and then chowed down on a corpse, filling it with all of his slobber and wasting away some edible parts in an unsalvageable mess. Then, he barged into a room as if he had owned a place and did not leave an option to even be questioned.
He had thrown the body part at one of the kids. Really now. Well, it was still fairly edible, so she put it in a tupperware as a treat to her receptionist. She really LOVED that specific bodypart, that Yoko.
Really, that dirty mouthed brat of Take-kun was even more polite than him. And that was saying
something. His offer to clean up the blood had been rather cute, so Hana gracefully accepted the help of the little one with a sigh. She was too tired to scrub it all, so she merely left the yakuza corpse in a manageable state, before carting it away to the basement freezer in a silent, stealthy trip. She then handed a couple of rooms more, for Mii and the twins, figuring out the little ones would not part away with eachother.
Rin for the most part... stood in the entrance. Ah well, she figured given her nature she would take a key on her own eventually. She pondered on inviting Takumi to her bed aswell, but decided that it could be too soon for that. And the fact Rin was making moves on him could be seen as jealousy.
"Do you want to share the room with Hana-chan, Takkun?". She eventually teased. Well, victory goes to the bold. And besides, he was earning more points than Itsuki at this point. By virtue of shutting up and playing along with the flow.
And then it came the hard part, as Hana obviously did not go to bed at the same time as the others. Instead, she spent a couple of hours typing e-mails and figuring out an schedule for the clinic to run temporally without her. "Familiar matters" as she excused it away. Organization. Schedules. Food. Clothes. Schooling. Those five little runts needed all of that, and it would be neglectful of her if she didn't plan for all contingences.
Somehow, the short-time arrangements were made without a fuss, although it'd make that Shen smug as fuck, CB concerned, and Yoko a bit jumpier than usual, plus some 3rd ward ghoul authorities raise some eyebrows, but it was acceptable.
"Haha, you did it, Hana. You. Rock." She said to herself, before her ghoul senses caught some faint knocking.
She doubted it was Itsuki saying sorry for being a jerk. Probably one of the kids having some sort of trouble. Well, she had to play mother hen now, had she not? And there they were. The twin cute girls that even made that brash Asoka melt. Staring at her with lost puppy eyes, shifting and grabbing each other's clothes, their stares on the ground.
"We couldn't sleep" said one of them.
It was then when she noticed Mii was tailing the both of them, also embarassed.
Hana displayed a tired smile, and tapped their heads, before raising the sheets on her bed, and allowing them to nest there, with the tired doctor in the middle.
And that's how she spent the rest of the night, with other three presences on her sides. They didn't move much, only to cling even further towards her. Apparently, her breathing and body heat seemed to work like a wonder drug for the kids, and after a little muffled sobbing, they were resting peacefully. She couldn't help but empathize. She still remembered those first nights sleeping alone, when taken under the Old Man's care.
Wriggling herself out of the dogpile, still in some kind of ridiculous banana pyjamas, which somehow couldn't hide all of her curves, she gave a small kiss on the forehead of the twins and Mii, which shifted, still asleep, before taking some definitive strides towards the coffee machine, black circles in her eyes.
She spotted both Asoka and Itsuki, clothed and wrapped in sheets, respectively. There was some random comment about a certain Issei ghoul. Probably someone who thought themselves untouchable, as it were.
"Hana-chan thinks he's a guy living on borrowed time." She chirped back, before doing a double take at the machine.
"...A-chan, that's the cheap stuff for the normal visits. Let me correct the mistake..." Hana said, pulling a bag with a gaudy text about a
Super Colombian Flavour Bomb. It pressumably contained coffee, but with the way the bag was sparkling it could've been gold.
Fixing herself a really aromatic coffee, she then eyed Itsuki. And then Asoka.
"By the way, Ikki has told Hana-chan not to mention he has eaten a lot of ghoul dicks in the 24th ward." Hana herself blurted out with a candid smile.
"He refused the one Hana-chan offered yesterday. And then he threatened Hana-chan...Waaa, Ikki, you're mean~!"
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