it’s been quiet, recently. while it hasn’t exactly been peaceful since the government started the reforms, these least few days have been devoid of drama and special events. even the newly arrived convicts seem to be of the mellower type; none have tried to escape in a while, at least. maybe some god out there, some sadistic deity, was bored out of their mind and decided that it’d be fun if something… explosive happened.
or maybe it was chuutarou.
whatever the cause was, these are the facts. after breakfast, ten-nii was called into town to take care of some important business that chutarou didn’t really understood. sora-nii went inside a few hours later to do some housecleaning for the coming of summer; shiro-nii, having been banned from cooking for as long as chuutarou could remember, had gone in to help sora-nii with one errand or another. and in the midst of this all, the youngest resident of the kumo house thought it would be a fine idea to go off and practice in his own, fully confident that he would be fine and that there wasn’t a need to disturb the rest of their small family just to watch over him.
this ended up being a very faulty judgement, he later found out, when one of the miniarure explosives he was practicing with was accidentally ignited right besides a small pile of mines he’d put aside for later. the following blast, while not large, was still terrifying to the twelve year old child, who was standing relatively close to the explosion. neither blast nor scream were quiet.
// @vesselborne did not ask for this but they’re getting it AnYWAy