[ Uuuggghhh dammit Yato has to get to work. He's so used to getting fired that he does his damn best to be a model worker when he does manage to land a job. Rain or shine, lateness is unacceptable, so as time ticks away toward the start of his shift, Yato taps his foot impatiently beside Kazuma under the shelter of the newsstand.
Eventually, he has enough. He holds a plastic bag filled with his work clothes out to Kazuma. ]
Guard this with your life! I'm bringing us back an umbrella.
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Eventually, he has enough. He holds a plastic bag filled with his work clothes out to Kazuma. ]
Guard this with your life! I'm bringing us back an umbrella.