As Ayoshi walked up to the Martial Arts clubroom, he heard rambunctious laughter. When he reached the door, he saw Budo and Kunin in sumo suits. A wide ring surrounded the two. Budo grabbed Kunin's belt, lifted him in the air, and took him out of the ring. He dropped Kunin, making him fall on his back. Kunin tried to sit up but the suit just made him roll around. Everyone in the room laughed.
Budo wiped his tears, noticing Ayoshi. He walked over with a big smile. "You almost missed it, glad you could make it today."
"What is going on?"
"These are sumo suits! For the school festivals, we're going to let people fight in them. Cool right?" Ren asked.
Budo ran his hand down the fake tan skin of the suit and stopped at the mawashi belts. "Don't I look good?" He asked with a smirk.
Ayoshi gave him a small smile, "You always look handsome, Budo-kun."
"Tha-thank…" Budo mumbled with a blush.
***
It's the first day of the festival and it's already been a few hours since it started. Budo and Ayoshi were outside walking around to look at the stalls during their break. Budo noticed an ice cream booth. "I'll be right back. I'll go get us some ice cream."
"Mm," Ayoshi nodded. He looked at a game booth and their plushies lost in thought.
"Hey, cutie! What are you doing here all on your own?"
Ayoshi snapped out of his thoughts, noticing a guy standing close to him. He stepped back, increasing the space between them. "I'm not alone."
The guy looked around, smirking. "Well, I don't see anyone. I saw you looking at those stuffed animals. I can win you one, for a reward, of course."
"He's good." Budo walked up, giving the guy a fierce glare. He handed Ayoshi his ice cream and wrapped his arm around his waist.
The guy scowled. "Who are you? You're interrupting our conversation."
Budo froze, unsure of how to answer, but before he could respond, Ayoshi answered. "There was no conversation. I told you I wasn't alone. Let's go, Budo."
Budo turned around to walk away with Ayoshi, but he looked back at the guy with a proud smile. The guy turned red, clenching his fist. They soon forgot about the guy and ate their ice cream on their way back to the clubroom. "This is pretty good. Do you like it?"
Ayoshi licked his strawberry ice cream. "Mm."
A drop of ice cream ran down Ayoshi's lip, making Budo's heart race. 'If only I could lick it, it would probably be the most delicious thing I'd ever taste…' He coughed, "You have some ice cream on your face."
"Oh," Ayoshi wiped his face but missed.
"Haha! I'll get it." Budo wiped his finger on Ayoshi's chin, then licked his finger.
"Thank you." They arrived at the clubroom and continued to supervise everything.
Two girls fought in the ring, laughing when they both fell and couldn't get back up. Budo and Ayoshi helped them up, joining in on the laughter.
"Oh look at this… seems like everyone is having so much fun…" The four looked towards the door to see the guy from earlier.
Yamahato rolled her eyes. "Not this guy…"
"Who is he?" Budo asked.
"Kanno Basho. A pervert who harasses anyone he finds cute. He doesn't even go here!" Takamine explains.
"Don't be like that, girls, maybe if you strip out of those ugly suits I'll give you a chance," Kanno said while trying to reach for Takamine's hair.
Budo blocked Kanna's arm, stepping in front of the girls. "Leave or I will have you escorted and banned from the school."
Veins popped from Kanno's forehead. "I'm getting real tired of you!"
Kanno threw a fist at Budo, but he got it in the palm of his hand. He twisted Kanno's arm behind his back, restraining him to the floor. "I warned you!"
"Ahh! Let go! Let go! You're going to break my arm!" Kanno screamed, thrashing around on the floor.
"Come on, girls. I'll help you out of the suits." Ayoshi quickly helped them and led them out.
Kanno continued to scream, drawing the attention of Mrs. Fukahori. "What is going on in here?"
"As you can see, he's assaulting me! Get him off of me!"
"Mrs. Fukahori, this guy tried to punch Budo-kun," Ayoshi said.
Yamahato and Takamine come back with a few more teachers. After Mrs. Fukahori's instructions, Kanno is dragged out.
Budo sighs, rubbing his head. Ayoshi lays his hand on Budo's shoulder. "You did well."
Budo smiles and hugs Ayoshi. "Thank you!" He pulls back, "What do you say, want to join me for some sumo wrestling?"
Ayoshi tilts his head, "Hmm, ok."