“Something’s off.”

  “What?”

  Burino gave a side eye to Loosy who was silently sitting behind the safety of his wall. Lost knew that if he did anything to the likes of the group, he would be immediately beaten to a bloody pulp so he moved on from attacking them as a group and immediately went to individually picking them off.

  “I think that it’s in my best interest to go over here.”

  Burino motioned his hands subtly to the right where Loosy was hiding and Javier caught on immediately.

  “If you want it that bad, I guess I have no choice.”

  Javier came close whilst hugging the wall enough to get close before he lunged around the corner and punched Loosy in the face and in a spitfire attempt at breaking his jaw he rejoiced.

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  “Haven’t hit like that since I sparred with this one guy named Clay.”

  Javier almost passed out from the amount of stress that he put himself under and the amount of lost sleep he had.

  “You look so tired.”

  “Right. How about I call the others up here and they deal with this?"

  Burino called Poji, who’d just got off his shift and John upstairs. They looked sad as someone younger than them proceeded to then yell at them and made them deep clean the place.

  “Why are we doing this?”

  “Because the residential idiot needs his beauty sleep. Also, you missed a spot.”

  After some time of them working and Burino frequently reading everything around him eventually led to him finding that this place was a library of knowledge as he saw that the place was filled with banned books and books that hadn’t even been translated to Japanese yet in his area back home.

  “I can’t wait to go home.”

  “Same here, friend.”