Chapter 59

The rest of the ride was quiet, Danuja still nursing her jaw while checking if her teeth were still there before slumping back on the car chair. The music, some sort of old pop song was background noise and sounded much better than the ringing in Danuja ears.

'' What do you say about dinner?'' Mr. Touma said after they got out of the car, Danuja duffel bag over her shoulder

'' You are paying.'' Danuja stated before putting a dry towel over her nape when the chill hit her

'' My wife it's cooking then.'' he said nodding towards the house right beside the gym making Danuja think even though she was already following the man

While behind him she checked the binding around her chest, tightening it a little further at her back before checking her chin for any remained blood. The last thing she needed was a fretting Hinata-san trying to clean her off.

Danuja was still a little bitter with her for not realizating that she is a girl.

'' Cheapskate.'' Danuja said just for the lack of saying anything else, getting a flick over her head as an answer

'' Brat.'' he said opening the door, the warm air in the house making Danuja shiver. For a few seconds she though of her dog, of Dad was most probably at home curled up in her own bed leaving his hair on all the mattress.

'' How do you feel though?'' Mr. Touma asked after she toke of her shoes and let her bag on the ground, nearby '' Here, I mean.'' he added when Danuja just looked confused at him, poking her head with his finger

In response Danuja shrugged, rolling her shoulder uncomfortable before looking back at the man.

'' Not that different.'' she said and she couldn't help but check her teeth once more with her tongue '' Not sure if I could eat much though.'' she said making the man snort 

'' You are gonna get far then.'' he said and somehow Danuja felt like she was left out of a joke

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'' Take a seat, take a seat.'' Hinata-san said hurried even though half of the food was on the table already and she was trying to find her small bucket of kimchi

Danuja was pretty sure she never eat 'kimchi' before, nor did she heard of it but Hinata-san looked close to being sick if there was a meal without said dish. It come to the point where Hinata-san slapped her husband arm to help her.

Looking at the two adults, both of them married and bickering without stop back and forth, Danuja couldn't help but feel bitter.

Could that have been her parents if they stayed? Would have they eat at the same table, talking about their day by day things while bickering like that?

Where they even like that to begin with?  Danuja couldn't help but think, jumping startled in her seat when Hinata-san put a small bucket on the table before beginning to divide it in small bowls as a side dish

'' Didn't I told you to not to put it there anymore?'' Hinata-san scolded Mr. Touma, who just scoffed at her 

'' I wouldn't if you wouldn't let it in the sun carelessly.'' he said before putting half of his kimchi in her wife bowl

'' Let's eat now.'' Hinata-san said almost warmly, making all of them to bow their heads and thank.

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Eating dinner with Mr. Touma and his wife, Hinata-san, was an experience. It wasn't a bad one per se and it wasn't uncomfortable either, in Danuja mind it was just so weird to eat beside someone that was an actual human and not a giant dog named Dad.

The food was good though and even though the last thing Danuja had in her mouth was a well, human ear, it didn't stop her appetite after a fight. The kimchi, that was apparently a Korean dish that Hinata-san was making religiously was Danuja new favorite side dish.

'' This poor boy-'' Hinata-san said at some point stopping her bickering with her husband ''- how long did you put this kid to fight for Tooru? He seems starved.'' the woman said making Danuja lift her eyes from her bowl, cheeks stuffed with rice and chicken

'' That's his usual look.'' Mr. Touma said and Danuja couldn't help but kick his leg under the table. She looked surprised when the man groaned in pain from both of his legs, Danuja locking eyes with Hinata-san who was looking amused at her.

'' Great minds think alike.'' the woman quoted, tapping her own temple with a satisfied smirk '' If you can't walk to our room after, you can always sleep on the couch dear.'' she said touching her cheek in 'worry' getting a hiss from her husband.

Danuja couldn't help but smile, looking back in her plate, continuing eating her meal. There was something warm in her chest that was slowly spreading and she was pretty sure that her cheeks were red from the steaming meal.

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Somehow at the end of the meal, Hinata-san begin fretting over the late hour she was suppose to go home. Danuja didn't have a problem with it, really she was more worried if Dad eat his food or not. He had the habit of eating beside her most of the time and not touching his food if she wasn't there.

'' Hinata-san, I can go home by myself.'' Danuja said, trying to reassure the woman who begin frowning at her

'' What if someone kidnaps you?'' she said and for a moment Danuja begin to wonder if she was genuinely worried or if she was doing this for more bickering

'' No one would kidnap this kid.'' Mr. Touma said making her nod, while pushing her towards the front door '' Look at his ugly mug. Who would go after him?'' he said before pushing her outside with him before Hinata-san could scold him again

'' Really, if I go anywhere with you anyone would think you kidnapped me.'' Danuja said before she begin running, grinning when she heard the man cursing behind her.

Danuja runned back home with a full stomach and warm in her body but she couldn't help but think about Mr. Touma son.

Where was he? For a brief moment she wondered if the guy existed or not before she shacked her head.

'' They are not that crazy.'' she said to herself, the wind blowing faster when a dozen or so of motorcycles go past her.