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Guren Ichinose | Red | #A5211F

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[swordfucker]

Now you've got it right.

[Ugh, his heart. But hearing Minato say it like that... it's fine if he's not all the way tsun. He grins, messing with Minato's hair again and finishing that off with a small push at his head.]

That means you shouldn't give me any extra work either, you troublemaker.

[messianic]

[Messy... Minato just reaches up to immediately try to tidy his hair, leaning against the bannister of the stairs quietly and offering Guren another smile.

He gets it, he really does. It's in their nature to worry others, because they're self-sacrificing people, but...]

I'll do my best. And I promise I'll give you any other potions I find from dealing with the jorogumo.

[All of that said...]

And... I'm fine now. So you don't have to worry--really.

[swordfucker]

Good.

[For the potions, and for not worrying him. He shifts, standing up again, and places a hand on his hip.]

Just to put you at some ease, I'm not trying these things alone in my room or something. It's with supervision, just to make sure nothing goes wrong. So you rest easy, too.

[messianic]

... Yeah. That really does help.

[Minato nods comfortable, leaning against the stairs. And quietly:]

I'm going to go back to bed, I think. But... thanks for coming by to check on me.

[And for not yelling as much as Guren totally could've for that.]