6 - Hidekazu
"Wake up! Wake up, damn you."
A woman's voice, shaped by harsh notes. She grabbed the front of Hidekazu's kimono and shook him. His vision was blurred by sudden wakefulness and dry eyes, and he blinked up at her.
Hidekazu swung his head back, disoriented, finding towering bookshelves rising around him. The library, him laying on the floor of an aisle; he hadn't the decency to pass out on one of the lounges, or at least with a cushion. He took in the woman who'd woken him: the flying tengu on her uniform, the familiar silver butterfly clasp in her hair. The irritated scowl.
"I've never seen someone sobbing in their sleep before," Chizue said.
Hidekazu tried to move, but he was beyond stiff, and he returned to the floor. "That's an unusual way to ask if I'm okay."
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