Bros Being Bros

**Date Started:** November 11th, 2021
**Date Completed:** November 14th, 2021
**Previous Role-Play:** N/A
**Users Involved:** User:HikariYukigawa, User:Zalatan12
**Setting:** Okinawa
**Characters Involved:**
**Faculty**Shingo Shiratori
**Students**Junpei Narukami
**Others**

"I could get apprehended for this, you know." Shingo gulped a little from his glass. Beside him is Junpei, one of the students of Royal Biblia Academy, the school he's teaching in. Currently, they are in a small bar at Okinawa; Shingo didn't need to sneak to get out, but Junpei sure need to. Fortunately, he got his tracks covered by his grimoires. "I sure as hell won't give you any alcohols, Jun." He chuckled.

"I know sensei, I won't be drinking alcohol. I will be taking a mango mixture." He had been holding a briefcase because Helebriel was very nice to be very nice to him though she looked hot to him aswell sitting right next to shingo seemingly to be relaxed even though his body was a tad steamed up due to the nahemoth.
"What ladies have been catching your fancy sensei?"

"Ladies, huh." Shingo took a deep breath, remembering his past life. "Hmm, I don't know, up until this point I start to think that anything works as long as not ugly enough." He slumped down to the bar table. "But, there's this girl back then when I was your age."

"Yeah, Tell me about the stories man. Even though it seems dull really. Gotta learn from someone with experience." He looked at the man as he was relaxing leaning his head on his left arm. He placed the bag next to himself on the free seat on the right. He seemed so casual, Glanced at the bag as he asked the bag in question as if he was crazy. "Mind bringing dry ice Helebriel?"

"Huh, who are you talking to--wha--?!" As soon as Junpei finished his line, the briefcase opened and a girl appeared from inside; that is none other than Helebriel. Shingo is still dumbfounded, but after some seconds of thought, he get back to himself, thinking if that's normal. "Well...I didn't see much huh."

"At your service, Master." Helebriel took out a bucket of dry ice, fogs descended from the bucket's edge. She gave it to her master and descended back down to the depths of the briefcase. Automatically, it closes itself in.

"That's some fancy stuff...." Shingo chuckled. "Well, so, you wanna hear about this ol' crush of mine, huh. Let's just say, she's pretty average girl. Not that good, not that bad; she's kind, too. I wanted to hold my feelings, but in the end I told her anyway. I got...rejected. Of course, depression attacks, and alas, two days after, she...died." Shingo sighed.

"I swear..." He took another sip from his glass. "I felt so useless back then. Well...not that I can help. But anyway, her name was...who was it? Hmm...ah! Tokisaki? Yeah, I only remember that bit. Tokisaki."

"Yeah, Pretty nifty. She is a nice one if I ever seen one. Dry ice is the best for me at the very least. Now I can cool down." He was just relaxed holding the buckey filled with dry ice and just placing some on his back. Well placing some around his pants which was alot colder, but pop noises like poptarts were being made because of said dry ice. Well it is doing the job and junpei was just amazingly relaxed through all of this.

He placed his hand on shingo shoulders and patting it seemingly to understand what it means to lose someone. He was taking a sip of his own drink, just having to feel some of the memories of his own parents.

"Let us appreciate more over the good stuff. No use on thinking much on the negative stuff right sensei?" He remembered atleast some quotes that the teacher may have said in class.

"You're saying that as if you're gonna drink an alcohol..." Shingo poured another one to his iced glass. "So, what the hell is with those dry ice? How are you *not* hypothermic yet?"

"My thema, Keeps me on heat for a long time. Flamma is one hell of a drug. It presumably gives me heat and I can produce it. My body is the charcoal it uses. You can imagine how much burdens I have to go through." He was truthful to his sensei looking at his teacher seemingly like he could relate to him.

"W-woah." Shingo who didn't expect that kind of answer just took a sip of his glass. "Y-yeah...that sounds like a problem. So, that aside. Who was that girl from the briefcase?"

"A lady that I found, I made a deal with Nahemoth. He gave me a contract and I got a lass for it and a weapon." He was a chill bro to his bro and he was having his own time not saying much more. Since he loved to make things abit mysterious or something. Nothing came to mind.

"Ooo. Who's this 'Nahemoth' fella, and why do I feel like I have heard him?" Shingo pondered about the name. It lays in the back of his mind, but he just can't get it out for good.

"Dunno much, except that he knows alot of things. This person wanted to test me and now I passed according to him." He kept some of his thing a secret due to well not spreading all of the things he knows.

"Hmm, I see. I see. So, you can say, that he's that kind of mysterious side character that gives out random weapons to random people?" Unknown to Shingo himself, he accidentally said something meta. But, ignorance is a bliss, so he just drank another shot.

"Well, Yeah you can go with that. Perfect holders to each weapons he has. I don't know I am one so probably there is more than what I think there is." He shrugged now looking at helebriel the bag as he asked her. This simple question to her glancing turning his head to look at the brief case. "How many people out there holding a weapon like you?"

Helebriel answered with a telepathy. *That is...quite uncertain. But I know that one of master's friend is holding one of us, and quite the troublesome one even.*

"Huh, Seems like I am not the only one." He mentioned the obvious as he thinks to himself how the fuck did nahemoth get some friends with that shitass attitude, but hey he doesn't judge. He could possibly paid them in full to be their friend.

*Master, I know what are you thinking, but they are not his friends at all, and so do you. Though, if you consider yourself as one, that would not affect me in the slightest.*

"So, tell me, what can that thing do? Definitely not just summoning a girl, right? Or, if that's a secret, I don't mind not knowing. Some things are just not to be known after all. Just like how Lovecraft wrote all of his stories." Shingo shook his glass lightly. "Not everything should be known for our own good,"

"Actually not that much has been known to my knowledge atleast. That is why I am going to practice with this bad girl later on. At the very least I know it doesn't kill me. That is a big plus for me." He was chill for this as he just looked at Shingo seemingly truthful for this one. Junpei was just casual as he laid back his back against the table while sipping his mango mixture.

"Humm, I see. I see. So, he didn't give you a manual, huh." He chuckled. "Well, guess what, you're being a test subject, Junpei."

"Well yeah, Though I'd like to explore that way. Because some jobs won't give you a manual about how to do the job perfectly." He had a grin looking at shingo just raising his glass of mango well atleast cheers. "Cheers to that."

With a smile on his face, Shingo accepted the cheers. "Well, cheers. To you, to me, to this Nahemoth guy, and to my long gone crush Tokisaki." After that, he drank the shot in a single chug. "Aaah~ that was quite nice. So, what do you plan on doing Junpei? Not exactly after this, but, in the future?"

Leaving a quarter of the mixture there, he was ready to answer shingo question. He was a bro to him, but this was a quest for him to find. Finding something extremely valuable. "Finding Zabur and having a big family with plenty of great wives." Honest and after that he chugged the whole thing. He knew what is his goals are. He seeks them himself something to roll and do.

The only expression Shingo has right now is just saying, "What?" He shook his head, not about finding Zabur; it's about 'plenty of great wives'. As it's something unreachable for him, who has been single his whole life. "Yea uh...and are you really gonna get so many wives...women are plenty weird. I can't even get one after all these years. I don't know about you, but hope you do get some."

"Hey, you got it. Even though the past ain't working out for you. Just move forward, atleast make progress better than the previous you. Make yourself proud of yourself for even reaching this far." Junpei was familair with uncomfortable situations as he gives shingo a pat on the back with his right arm. Though him wishing him good luck was great. "This tiger will hunt some, don't you worry."

Shingo smiled at his student's answer. It seems like the new generations are promising enough. "Heh. Just don't get turned into a pelt." He took another shot. At this point, he wonder if his alcohol resistance has gone up again. "Tigers are exotic after all. Beautiful, captivating, a target of exhibit. Strong and powerful, yet will end when it's life has blown away."

"What do you take me for? This tiger will show the best kinds of fangs." He smirked having a playful look seemingly to enjoy this conversation between man man. Bros being bros. "Though with the life part, have been risking it less. It doesn't mean I won't take that risk when I see a cutie." The spirit of a man still resides within him knowing how much he needs to survive. The truth also resides from his thema burning his entire being. Which is painful, but mustering for strength is no problem.

"Ha ha ha, that's the spirit. You younglings have a good prospect. Maybe something will happen in this era, who knows," Shingo chugged. Regardless what he said, many has also said it before; however, all of those words have become dull as they were not proven. Somewhere, someday, in this age, something great will change. "Cheers to that." Shingo chugged another shot.

"Cheers," Junpei drank all of his mango squash in a single gulp. The two then bantered their night near-endlessly.