https://archiveofourown.org/works/52813393/chapters/133582996
A little while after the girl with the twin hair-tails and deep sapphire eyes made him drink a foul-tasting liquid, she finally reunited Inosuke with his beloved mask. He checked it over extensively, suspicious as to why she had taken possession of it for so long.
"There was a tear in it," The girl explained as his eyes and senses examined the stitches in the hide. "I sewed it shut so it wouldn't get bigger."
Inosuke wanted to challenge her to a fight for seizing and messing with the most precious of his meager belongings, but she briskly left the room. He glowered at the door she'd disappeared through, but it softened a little when he studied her stitches. If he didn’t possess such an acute sense of touch, the mend might’ve been undistinguishable from the rest of the fur. She'd taken great pains to fix it.
A peculiar, but warm sensation formed in his chest at the gesture, but he vigorously scratched it away in annoyance.
Hmph! He shoved the mask back over his head. She's lucky she didn't ruin my mask, or there'd be hell to pay!
Gotouge didn’t give us a whole lot of shipping material, especially for Inosuke and Aoi. Thus, we are left to wonder what happened with them between panels.
