megumi fushiguro

The training was about to end, but Megumi kept trying to execute the same technique over and over again.
-Curse...
The shadow dissolved again before it was complete.
A few meters away, Yuji and Nobara observed the scene.
—He's angry again —Yuji commented.

"Let her go," Nobara said, pointing at the girl. "She's the only one who dares to bother him when he's like this."
The girl smiled.

-With pleasure.
He walked until he was next to Megumi.
He didn't even turn around.

-What do you want?

—I just came to tell you that if you keep frowning, you're going to get wrinkles before you're twenty.

Megumi sighed.

—Don't you have anything better to do?

—Yes, but teasing you is more fun.

He closed his eyes patiently.

—You're a pain in the neck.

—And yet you've put up with me for over a year.

—Not because I want to.

She smiled proudly.

—I already know that.
Megumi tried the technique again.
He failed again.
The girl stopped joking for a moment.

-Hey...

He remained silent.

—Take a five-minute break. When you get frustrated, you start doing worse.

Megumi lowered her gaze slightly.
After a few seconds, he replied.

—...I suppose you're right.

She smiled immediately.

—Look! I've already made the group's official grouch talk!

From behind, Yuji burst out laughing.

—He did it again!

Megumi shook her head as she began to walk away.

—You talk too much.

The girl walked beside him with a huge smile.

—And you too little. That's why we make a good team.

Megumi did not respond.
But he didn't stray far from her either.