#((Rocchi: Hey what about me??))

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     “I was blinded by your beauty just now, I’m going to need your name and phone number for insurance purposes.”

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MY AMAZING ADVENTURE WITH ORGANIC TOOTHPASTE

Organic Toothpaste

Hey guys hope you’re having a great summer so far, my name’s Helal (Instagram: @hbeautycapture) and I’m with Siain Organic Beauty an organic beauty store where we find you the best organic skincare products that actually work and smell good.

Today I want to talk about one of our unique brands we stock called Georganic these guys only focus on products that take care of your oral well-being which includes organic toothpaste and mouthwash amongst others.

I can truly say after testing and trialing a few of their products one of which included the Organic Charcoal Toothpaste, this is a really great Brand. As you may know reading through our site we are great believers in checking everything, from the ingredients to the containers and packaging and this can usually take up to 3-4 weeks so you can imagine that by the third week I was well impressed as by then I could see whiter teeth and a huge reduction in some plaque build-up.

However it’s worked for things I was worried about and it feels great to flash that clean bright smile. While this worked for me bear in mind that there are organic skincare products out there which may take bit longer for effect to come if used on regular base and correctly, don’t expect a miracles overnight, all in good time.

According to some of the info on their website Alessandro Rocchi founder of Georganic focused on maintaining healthy teeth and gum using only pure, Organic sources which are safe for everyone, Georganic is both 100% Natural and Sustainable.

How Did I Find Georganics?

I first came across Georganic online while searching for other organic skincare brands, I was excited to see their amazing website and the products looked amazing the brand really suits there labeling. So being very interested I asked for samples, they arrived within few days.

I am someone who drinks coffee and tea a lot throughout the day, and we all know what tea and coffee leaves behind, I’ve always use normal commercial toothpaste, brands that have been around for a very long time and world non brand, my teeth still ended up with that little yellowish stains the aftermath of coffee and tea.

One week later of using Georganic toothpaste and oil pulling mouthwash we can see the difference and we also realized that it not only helps whitening the teeth’s and helps with gum it also protects the teeth throughout the day as i was still drinking the same amount of coffee and tea and leaving no stains.

Just to compare the differences between organic products and products that are not organic to prove a point to myself and people around me i have stopped using Georganic for a week and used normal toothpaste for few days even with all the chemicals includes these branded toothpaste I’m sorry to say commercial toothpaste fans that Georganics brand in my opinion is a much better product and more effective.

Helal 

Siain Organic Beauty 

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I LOVE THIS BLOG! BLESS YOU! Could I request headcanons for Shizuo, Rocchi and Akabayashi for when a teen boy comes to pick up their teen daughter for a date? :333

Shizuo:

He’s torn between being real mature about it and sending glares left and right to that kid. No matter what he goes for though, that boy’s probably terrified either way.

He has really awkward talks to his daughter about how she needs to take care and how to not let that boy do anything stupid to her.

Including a “if he does something shitty, tell me and I’ll send him off flying” which he absolutely and literally will.

He doesn’t directly interfere with anything though and doesn’t give that guy a serious talk either. It’s not him who makes the decisions, it’s his daughter.

Chikage:

Is he even worth it? He’s probably not worth it. Rocchi’s princess deserves better, and by better he means really high standards that are just impossible to meet.

He knows best what guys can be like, especially at that age, so he’s super sceptic about all this and definitely has a little chat with the boy to make him understand the following.

Don’t mean it, don’t go for it. And better treat her right and with respect, or else he’s done for.

Could it scare the boy off? Maybe. But if it really happens to make him drop the entire thing, then he wasn’t worthy of his daughter to begin with, so HEY, WHAT CAN YOU DO?

Akabayashi:

He has a pretty similar mindset to Shizuo. The kid doesn’t make the rules, he doesn’t make the rules, his daughter does. She’s the one to decide and Akabayashi respects that decision and that boy better does too.

Contrary to the other two men above though, Akabayashi is the most likely to act real friendly and warm hearted towards the boy.

Being careful and being paranoid are two different things, he can safely welcome him with open arms.

He’s pretty good at reading people though, so if the teenager seems sketchy, he’ll know to keep an eye on him. There’s always the possibility to do some research on his own.

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Guess who made a part two heck yeah it’s me finally

Part 2 to this  Ship: Kadota Kyohei / Rokujo Chikage Fandom: DRRR AO3 | FF Summary:  Kadota keeps avoiding Chikage, much to his own chagrin. 

Kyohei Kadota isn’t a man of cowardice, not usually. But there are rare instances that make the man known for his steadfast and upfront nature shake in his shoes and hide behind his thick, knit cap in embarrassment. And apparently one of those instances is kissing his friend, the leader of a biker gang.

For the first few days after ditching Chikage at the park, he hadn’t seen the other. He had taken a long route to avoid the biker when he fled, and if he got the smallest glimpse of Chikage, he’d beeline it. He even once tried to bail from the van while on the highway because he thought he saw the other (turns out, he didn’t, and the gang didn’t let him get out anyway.)

So maybe he was just hiding.

He knew he was better than hiding away, he knew it wrong of him to do.

But he just. Kept running.

What a hypocrite.

Why did he keep running?

Well, he knew why, but…. Why?

He knew that, too, but it felt better to question himself, and then not answer his own damn questions….

...No it didn’t.

It didn’t at all.

He’s not supposed to hide and dodge and avoid…

He, of all people, isn’t supposed to run.

But it’s not like his legs moved on their own.

New Year’s Eve.

Himself, the people that made up “the van gang” and some others were having a small new year's celebration at Russia Sushi.

Kadota, however, was stuck on Chikage.

Chikage’s smile right beforehand, the shocked expression when Kadota had caught a glimpse of the other mid-kiss, and how, when he parted and turned away, Chikage looked baffled as to what had happened.

How he just left the other there.

If anyone asked him (and please no one ask him), he would, though reluctant, say he didn’t regret kissing the other.

He quite enjoyed the feel of Chikage’s lips on his. Not that he really has much to compare to, but nonetheless.

‘The feel of him…. What a weird way to put that…’

But that was the truth of it. He had enjoyed kissing the other male.

Which, in itself, is horribly wrong, isn’t it? Ah, and in public too….

‘The hell was I thinking…’

‘You love him.’

‘Great, ok, thanks and now he might hate me. Even more for running away…’

Maybe if he could stop thinking for two whole minutes he’d have some peace

He should text the other…. But he was probably at a party of his own, huh? Well…. If he messaged Chikage, he could look at it later, right? They could talk in the coming days, explain himself, work things out, apologize and he would never have to face the other ever again. Ever.

‘Coward.’

‘I get it!’

“Dotachin, you’ve been staring at Rocchi’s contact for 5 minutes now.” “Speaking to yourself for a while too.” “Dude are you ok?”

Erika, Walker, and Saburo had been looking at their friend, worried about him for the past few days, but even more now, from his stillness and how detached he was from the party

Kadota visibly jumped, smacking one of them.

“Ow—!” He hit Togusa, it seemed.

“Ah um….”

“Obviously he’s trying to ask Rocchi to come over here and grab him and whisk him into the night so they can—” “Karisawa please.”

While that wasn’t exactly it… he almost wished he had such courage to do that.

“Anyway there’s no need to text me if I’m right here, yeah?”

Kadota nearly shrieked at the sound of the voice.

At the very least, he jumped up and stepped on Togusa’s foot (who, in turn, yelped himself).

“Oi Kadota-no-danna. Long time no see.”

Oh, he was angry.

Oh, he was pissed off.

The gang knew it from the sound of his voice but Kadota knew from the look in his eye (though the other’s voice added enough effect to make him feel a chill down his spine and for his stomach to drop) .

It was Karisawa that chirped up.

“Hey, Rocchi! What are you doin’ here in Ikebukuro? I would have thought you’d be in Saitama.”

“Well I didn’t wanna leave all the sweet girls in Ikebukuro without their New Year's’ kiss. That’d be a tragedy, wouldn’t you agree? Anyway, I had to find someone.”

Was it too late to run? If he tried Chikage would surely, without a doubt, catch him. But if he could just get himself hit by a car again…

“Kadota would you uh— Step out with me for a few minutes”

Walker had to cover Erika’s mouth to keep her from squealing audibly. He could find some solace in the fact that Chikage had his eyes trained on Kyohei, and didn’t pay attention to Erika’s muffled voice saying that ‘Rocchi and Dotachin are gonna kiss!’. If only she knew…. And boy was he glad she doesn’t.

Chikage grabbed Kadota’s jacket right under the collar and dragged him out of the restaurant (Erika’s screaming somehow got louder, but Kadota wasn't focused on that).

Dragged outside and off to the side where no one else could see him Chikage let go, and could only glare at Kadota, while Kadota tried to, but couldn’t exactly, keep eye contact. There wasn’t much to say, after all, considering….

“I don’t know where to start with you! How could you just— You just bailed?! Wouldn’t answer my texts, pick up my calls?! You ran from me! After you— You!!!”

Chikage snarled and made a low grumble, his eyes never leaving the other.

“How could you just— how could you just leave.” he grabbed the other by the collar again, and Kadota looked at the other with a pained expression. He didn’t realize that the other was in such turmoil over something like a kiss. But, well, it was out of the blue and from him, another guy, so... but even still… Chikage didn’t seem the type to be phased by anything.

“You, of all people, running away…. Didn’t think you were the type…” he muttered. “Just gonna leave me hanging again, are you?”

“I was tryina let you finish.”

“Didn’t let me even start at the park.”

He stood up straight, though he didn’t pry the other off.

“Yeah, well you have the right to yell at me, and the right to get everything off your chest…. I’m not gonna defend myself, Chikage. What I did was shitty, I know.” “No shit—” “But I…. I got scared… I got scared and I panicked and I bolted….”

“Hmm.” Eyes narrowed, but his grip loosened

“I ended up realizing that I hurt you, and more than that I was scared you hated me for this… And I was too scared to face you and see the consequences of my actions…. I’m sorry.” “Hn…. do you really regret it…?” “Running? Of course.”

“No I mean the kiss— Did you regret that”

“Ah….”

“If you did, just say so, and we—”

“I didn’t”

“What.”

“I don’t regret kissing you…. Maybe without asking or at least a second of warning, yeah, but… I don’t regret trying…”

“....And here you had me thinking I was a bad kisser—” Chikage entirely let go of the other, and laughed bitterly while he held his head.

“Ah…..?”

“Kadota you are an actual idiot.”

“Listen I get that but what do you mean.”

“I mean that you’re an idiot, a cute one, but an idiot all the same. I’m your friend, please have more faith in me to not hate you for something like a kiss.”

“I ‘unno man, you never know... To be honest, I don’t actually know you very well”

“Would you like to change that? “

“Are you asking me out?”

“You tell me.” Chikage grinned, grabbed Kadota by his jacket and yanked him to kiss him, grin widening as he held the other down. Kadota’s face flushed, and before he could gather himself, Chikage let go, grin somehow wider. “I’d run but I’d rather hear your answer.”

“Rude…” Kadota, however, gave a sly grin himself. “It’s a date, text me when.”

“You got it~” Chikage laughs, and as Kadota steps forward to go back to his friends, Chikage slings an arm over Kadota’s shoulders. “Mind if i hang out for a while longer, I ran over here mid-party, and it’d be a damn shame if I left another one now.” “How’d you even know where I was in the first place.”

“Eri-chan texted me~ Said you were staring at my name so lovingly that you got distracted from texting me, and who can blame you—”

“Oh shut up before I make you—”

“Is that a threat or a promise?”

“Stooooop.”

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Durarara College AU Part 3

Vorona makes a scene in the cafeteria. Shizuo chases after Izaya.

“Did you hear?”

“There’s a blonde beauty around campus!”

“I saw her! Her blue eyes are breathtaking!”

“Is she a transfer student? Or an exchange student?”

“Which faculty is she in?”

“She’s a gaijin right? Which country is she from?”

“I heard she’s Russian!”

“Is she as beautiful as Celty?”

“Or the ice queen Yagiri?”

“The girl with that nerd? She’s wasted on him!”

“Do you think Heiwajima’s going to get her?”

“What, no! Heiwajima already has so many girls falling at his feet, he can’t have Ms Russian Beauty too!”

“H-Hey! Is that her?!”

“…..!”

“S-She’s gorgeous..!”

“Excuse me –“

“…….”

“She ignored me…..”

“No way….”

“Look…!”

“There she is! Wow, she really is as gorgeous as rumors say!”

“She’s so pretty….” Celty said in admiration.

“You’re prettier.” Shizuo said distractedly. The blonde woman was indeed beautiful, but the look in her blue eyes didn’t sit well with him.

Masaomi snickered at that as Mikado nudged him. Celty laughed, batting Shizuo playfully.

“You’re such a flatterer, Shizuo!”

“Hey, she looks like she’s coming this way! Miss –“

“Excuse me Miss,” the other womanizer of the campus beat Masaomi to it as he stood in front of the blonde beauty’s way with a charming smile any girl not infatuated with Heiwajima Shizuo would fall for.

“I couldn’t help but notice your beauty and grace as you swept past our humbled selves in this place which I’m sure isn’t worthy for one with such beauty as yourself.” Chikage swept his hat off the top of his head with a bow.

“I’m Rokujou Chikage, but you can call me Rocchi. If you would be so generous, would you give me the pleasure of dining with you? I could take you around this peaceful city, and show you more flattering scenery.”

“…Peaceful city?”

“Yes! Ikebukuro is quite peaceful, no worries! And if any bastard would dare even attempt to attack a gorgeous woman like you, I’ll break his neck myself!”

Chikage said this in a cheerful tone as if he was speaking to the foreign beauty about their country’s weather.

“…I sense seriousness.” The blonde beauty said coolly. “Worry not, I will do the deed.”

“Do the deed…?” Chikage blinked then grinned, “Haha! That is quite forward of you, but I don’t mind.”

“Your perverseness is unfounded. The deed here refers to ‘breaking his neck’.”

“…Your Japanese is quite strange.” Chikage chuckled, reaching out to touch her shoulder lightly.

“So, what’s your –“

In a swift moment the blonde woman had twisted his arm and thrown him over her shoulder.

“Dangerous. I could have dealt fatal blow. Do not test my instincts.”

“…Woah, that caught me by surprise for a moment there.”

“….You possess commendable reflexes.”

“I’m honored by a compliment from such a beautiful woman,” Chikage smiled. His body had twisted and he had landed on his feet in a split second after the sudden move, his hat still on his head. 

“See, I was leader of a gang back in the day. I know a trick or two.”

As if he hadn’t confessed such an unexpected thing, Chikage held his hands out and with a bright grin.

“But I’m surprised! Beauty and strength, as expected of you, Miss Gorgeous! Ah, now I wish to dine with you more than ever!”

“I decline.” She said, walking away.

“At least give me your name!”

“I am Vorona.”

“Vorona! Simply exquisite! If you do not wish to dine, perhaps you wish to spar instead? I wouldn’t mind doing hand-to-hand with a battle beauty such as yourself!”

Vorona stopped for a moment as if it was worth consideration.

“Negative, positive, I lack decision. On hold, for now I am here for another matter.”

“Is she coming this way?” Masaomi gushed as Vorona headed towards them. “I knew it! She’s fallen for my charm!”

But Vorona barely spared him a glance, for she gave it to Shizuo before she brushed past him as well.

“W-Wha did you just make eye contact with her!” Masaomi shook the shoulder of the blond who was taller than him. “Man I’m so jealous! Why do you get all the girls?!”

Shizuo looked like he was wondering why he was friends with Masaomi.

“I didn’t. She made eye contact with me.”

‘Same thing’ was all over Masaomi’s face. But before he could voice it out loud she spoke.

“Orihara Izaya.”

The cafeteria was suddenly silent. 

As if he had just noticed, the bespectacled black haired man stopped in his tracks and turned, his tray of food in his hands.

“Yes?”

Vorona walked to stand in front of him.

“I wish to make your acquaintance.”

Izaya blinked, then gave a gentle smile. He would have looked like a gentleman had his glasses been the right size for his smooth face.

“I’m very flattered, but I don’t think that’s the best course of action.”

“Negative. From my observations, you would be a more tolerable acquaintance than most.”

Izaya lowered his gaze, shifting it to the side. He seemed as if he had just noticed the whole cafeteria’s attention on him, as red rose to his cheeks.

“Vorona-san…please don’t make things difficult.”

Shizuo growled under his breath as his friends looked at him curiously. Vorona flicked a glance at him then turned her attention back to Izaya.

Then she removed his glasses from his face.

There were gasps and murmurs all around. Chikage, who was only interested in females, had his mouth open as Shizuo stared.

“What the hell? He looks like a totally different guy!”

Izaya looked caught off guard. He stood there, tray of food still in his hands, his unnaturally handsome face with beautiful features bared to the whole cafeteria.

A blush inadvertently painted his cheeks as he was the object of attention at the moment, when he had been ignored by most.

He took one step backwards, “Why did you do that?”

Then he seemed to realize the glasses were in Vorona’s hand. “Give them back, please.”

“You possess clear vision without them, they are unnecessary.”

“They’re not unnecessary!” Vorona was surprised when Izaya shouted, glaring at her. “Now give them back!”

“…Negative, I shall keep them. Without the apparatus concealing your appealing features, you will no longer be ostracized, and we will be able to form an acquaintanceship. It is win-win, happy end, happy end.”

Izaya laughed dryly at that. “It’s not that simple.”

He moved forward, narrowing his eyes. “Now give them back.”

“What’s going on here?” He hadn’t even noticed Namie appearing by his side.

The black haired female quickly took note of the situation.

“Give Izaya’s glasses back to him.”

“…I refuse. They are an obstruction to our acquaintanceship.”

“Acquaintanceship?” Namie scoffed.

“You want Izaya to be your acquaintance or friend and so you steal his glasses away from him? What, are you socially retarded? You may have beauty but looks like that brain of yours isn’t matching up.”

“I do not comprehend.” Vorona said emotionlessly. “From my deductions, this apparatus distorts his appearance in a negative manner. Furthermore, there is no functional need for them. Orihara Izaya can see clearly without them.”

“Huh?” Namie raised an eyebrow. “Who the hell are you to decide whether Izaya needs those glasses or not? He wears them all the time, of course he needs them.”

But Vorona didn’t seem to get her meaning. Namie strode towards her.

“It’s a waste of time talking to you. Seems like I’ll have to use force -!”

The kick Namie executed was by no means from an amateur, but Vorona dodged it fluidly, flipping away and landing on her feet.

“Oh? Looks like you’ve got some fighting skill. But I’m no beginner either.”

“I request to desist. I am not proposing assault, but an alliance.”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about. Now return what you stole, you thief.”

“Suddenly Orihara’s so popular.” Chikage whistled as he gazed at the two girls fighting it out.

“Vorona-chan’s really good but Namie-chan’s not bad either! Ah what would I give to have a battle with those gorgeous ladies – in bed!”

“Ah – please don’t fight!” Celty tried to get in between them, holding her hands out.

“It’s no use, beautiful lady,” Chikage held a smooth hand out in front of her.

“It’s dangerous to interfere in a cat fight between girls, especially those trained in martial arts such as those women.”

Indeed, the people in the cafeteria were enraptured by the fight between the two women. The blonde was clearly holding back but the black haired woman wasn’t, even though her blows were deftly blocked by the other female.

They would have carried on had Vorona not made a slight miscalculation. One of Namie’s blows missed her but hit the item they were fighting over, sending it flying out of her hand.

Crash

“….!”

Vorona jumped but Namie jumped with her, and they collided, falling on top of one another.

Izaya, who had dropped his tray of food to leap for the item that was important to him, crashed to the ground as the glasses sailed out of his reach.

“…..”

Silence engulfed the air as Izaya got up and looked down at the pair of broken glasses.

“…You two are idiots.”

“……”

His voice was low and dark, all grace and politeness gone, with a gaze that could cut through steel. Had Namie and Vorona not been who they were, they would have shivered in fear.

“…I’m an idiot.”

His voice was softer but still in the same tone, only that the insult was directed towards himself.

“Orihara Izaya –“

“Izaya –“

The look Izaya gave the two girls shut them up. Vorona’s emotionless expression and Namie’s cold one were giving way to looks of guilt.

Then he turned and ran, cutting through the crowd that had gathered around, who were too shocked to stop him.

“Izaya!”

Namie shouted in a rare display of emotion, and turned an icy glare to Vorona.

“Get off me, you brainless wench.”

“That is my take. Move or I will break your arm.”

“Now now,” Chikage was ever the opportunist, and completely unaffected when the two females turned their glares to him. In fact he seemed pleased their attention was on him.

“Please don’t make such expressions, they are unfitting for your beautiful faces. Here, a hand for each beautiful lady, for the ground is not a befitting state of rest for your lovely bodies. What do you say if we move to the bed –”

“…..”

Vorona and Namie shared a rare look of mutual agreement and moved together, ignoring Chikage’s outstretched hands as they rose gracefully to their feet.

“I’m not so weak that I must be helped by the likes of you.”

Namie told Chikage coldly, then returned to ignoring him as she walked away, holding her phone to her ear.

“…That guy’s not answering his phone.”

Namie said as Vorona stood beside her as if unsure what to do in the current situation.

“You and I are going to have a talk.” Namie stated bluntly to Vorona as she walked over to pick up Izaya’s broken glasses.

“…Did he take them with him?”

“Negative, I did not see movement to do so.”

Namie swept her accusing gaze across everyone, landing accusingly on the group of Masaomi, Mikado, Celty and –

“Where’s Heiwajima?”

“….Shizuo?” Celty said, turning.

“…He took Izaya’s glasses.” Namie deadpanned with a scoff.

“Who the hell does that man think he is?”

“Did Shizuo chase after Orihara?”

“He’ll never catch him.”

Namie said, turning back to her phone, as Masaomi took her words like a joke.

“What are you saying, of course he’ll catch up to him! I mean, it’s Heiwajima Shizuo! He’s one of the most athletic guys around, no one can outrun him, especially not Orihara!”

“Are you stupid? Izaya is the most athletic guy I know.”

“Huh? That nerd, athletic? No way!”

He almost flinched at Namie’s cold look.

“You guys know nothing about him, so I suggest you keep your mouths shut before I sew them shut myself.”

Namie said as if she would have no qualms doing so, then turned to Vorona.

“You know what? You aren’t so brainless after all, if you can choose the obviously better guy.”

“Does that talk involve acceptance into Orihara’s inner circle?”

“It’s not a circle, more like a line. Well a triangle with you here. Though certainly not a love triangle.”

Namie snorted at the notion as if she was recalling the antics of the girls around her. She strode majestically across the cafeteria, Vorona following her promptly.

“So, which faculty are you from?”

“I belong to the same faculty as Orihara Izaya.”

“Is that so. I’m from medicine. So you’re an exchange student?”

Namie spoke as if she couldn’t be bothered to, but the fact that she was initiating conversation with another female in the first place showed the respect Vorona had gained from her.

“Negative, I transferred.”

“Family matters?”

“…Affirmative.”

  “My honeys complain that guys fight too much, but look at those two women go! ‘Rocchi, why do guys fight to become friends?’ Well I don’t know, but Kadota earned my respect by beating me. It made me want to be friends with a guy who bared his heart in a fight. Some guys might find women fighting like men a turn off, but I accept anything a woman does! I will protect women who need to be protected, and I will watch women who want to fight! Having tenacity that could rival a man’s is what makes them attractive in my eyes! Doesn’t that say that those ladies would be passionate in bed?”

“You’re such a pervert.”

“Oh? Says the guy who flirts with every girl he sees. Or is there already a special girl in your heart?”

“…That’s none of your business.” Masaomi said, looking at Chikage warily, who looked as if he was seeing through him.

“Well, I’m only interested in the matters of women!”

Chikage declared as if he had lost interest, as he turned to the place where Namie and Vorona had fought.

“Ah, but to have two women bursting with such affection for him that they would battle with their bodies in overflowing passion! Orihara is one lucky bastard! To have two women fighting for him, not to mention one of them is that foreign beauty!”

“Rocchi, your accent’s coming through.”

“You always do that when you’re excited.”

“Boys, always getting excited over a fight!”

“Even if it’s between two girls….”

“That would make Rocchi even more excited!”

“Rocchi, you’re already going out with ten girls, you can’t add another two more!’

“Especially not those two, they’re out of your league!”

“They’re really pretty, but kind of scary.”

“Out of my league? Oh no,” Chikage smirked. “I am out of no woman’s league. No matter how high her expectations are, I will endeavor to reach them if it’s what she wants.”

“Ah! College really is the perfect place for me! Women in their prime and blooming into maturity, discovering their passions and what gives them pleasure -!”

“Rocchi, you’re speaking out loud again.”

“And in front of those ‘women in their prime’ too.”

“I can’t tell if that was an innocent statement or a perverted one.”

“It’s Rocchi, so it’s probably perverted.”

“Negative! For women, I hold only the purest intentions! I would never do anything a woman doesn’t want me to do! Even if she asks me not to have perverted thoughts, I will do so to the best of my ability!”

“Yes yes,” Non grabbed him by the arm and pulled him away, the other girls helping her. “Honestly Rocchi, you can’t just run off like that whenever you see a pretty woman!”

“That’s right, we’ll get jealous!”

“Well, you girls are cute when you’re jealous!”

“….Why are we with this guy again?”

“Having a lunch date with five girls, then rushing off when he sees a beautiful girl!”

“The only adult-part of him is below his waist!”

“….Is it not normal for females to fight?” Celty broke the silence.

Thinking she was asking because she was from another country, Masaomi answered. “Not at all. Those girls are really pretty but I wouldn’t want to get on their bad side!”

“…I don’t think those two girls are normal.”

Mikado said, smiling with a strange light in his eyes.

“And I don’t think Orihara-san is normal either.”

   The rooftop was empty, for Heiwajima Shizuo had been in the cafeteria when he had run away.

Izaya remembered dimly he had left his glasses on the ground of the cafeteria –

But it didn’t matter to him when they were broken, when he had thought the safest and most fitting place for them to be would be on his face.

Leaning his forehead against the fence that separated him from the ground, the black haired male muttered.

“I’m such an idiot.”

Why did I run away?

In front of everyone

My humans were all looking at me.

…Why did I run away from my humans?

A hot feeling was bubbling up inside his chest.

Is this anger…?

Am I angry at Namie? Vorona?

Myself?

“…I love humans.”

His words didn’t even sound convincing to himself.

That’s right.

I love humans.

He thought of how the blonde girl Vorona had unpredictably taken his glasses away from him while he had been innocently carrying his tray of food, and how Namie had tried to get them back but had ended up breaking them instead.

He thought of that scene in his mind, a scene in which he had been a bystander, a scene which would have been amusing to him had it not involved him –

And smiled.

Even Namie didn’t know why he wore those glasses.

It’s alright; I’ll accept it. Because I love humanity.

Hands gripping the fence, Izaya slid down to the ground and smiled hollowly.

“I really do love humans.”