#六 SEVENTH LIFE PT 18

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hbd heres your present *flips him off* lol ugly

“i don’t have to take this from a soft 8 who can’t dress himself.”

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"heeeeey, hey mister mariachi! lambo-san is giving this to you!" we don't know how he got his hands on it, but it's a gucci jacket, actually stylish and almost as extra as mukuro. he doesn't know its worth. it's probably trash to lambo; brands and high fashion are too inconsequential to him (for now) but the color scheme's reminded him of mukuro. in return for that credit card, it's only fair.

“oya, oya, you’ve outdone yourself, little one.” truly, fully outdone what any eight year old should get his hands on, actually. someone was teaching this boy theft on a higher level; what a terrible turn of events. hopefully someone would stop that mysterious influencer soon!

“this can’t be genuine,” xe commented to no one in particular, kneeling down and lifting the jacket daintily from lambo’s hands ( it was even clean, a miracle worthy of the event itself ), and let out a delighted little coo. “it is genuine. oh, we are going to make a proper criminal of you yet. should we get you measured for a little kokuyo uniform, too?”

a quick glance– no one around. mukuro patted lambo’s head softly, fringes of affection seeping through. this was not kokuyo-level attachment as xe joked, but only because he did not need it to be. “you’re better than they give you credit for, lambo. do try not to let the mafia consume you, mm?”

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hey i made a cake so like how old are you can you count your rings, actually, you know what instead of candles i'll just put a bottle rocket on it. come to the park at night it'll be there for you.

mukuro let out a loud laugh, the genuine mirth of an uncontrolled kuhahaha!. “see! this is much better than listening to that foolish friend of yours. threatening to cut me in half and toy with my insides? classic!”

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oh hey hbd dude, i asked gokudera what to get you and he said salt so like i got you this himalayan salt lamp don't lick it tho haha salt poisoning is real

xe took the gift in hand, and immediately dropped it to the floor; it didn’t shatter, unfortunately. “charmed, truly charmed. could you kindly inform mr. my first exorcism that i don’t feel like converting to catholicism?” or their methods of demon protection, as it were.