Hearing that the older appreciated his efforts made his cheeks burn up slightly, dusting pink across his face. “Right, to the bowling alley!” he cheered. He hoped Yato knew how to get there, because he sure didn’t. That was why the teen would stay slightly behind the god, ready to follow his lead.
"You any good at it? Bowling, I mean?" He couldn’t help but wonder how many human activities he’d gotten to enjoy over his many years of living. Or existing, rather. Probably a lot of different kinds, considering the time periods he must’ve lived through.
Walking with the blonde, that question kinda caught him off guard. A god like himself was good at many actives, you’d think during all of the years of his existence he had the time to do such a thing, apparently not.
"Of course! A god such as myself as done many actives similar to this." Well, a certain jersey wearing god who shall not be named has not done this particular sport. Hes played soccer though, how much different could it be?
and I will ~; demonstrate ;~ to you, why
———♛ s ᴛ ᴏ ʀ ᴍ s ♛——
are named after
「 ᴘ ᴇ ᴏ ᴘ ʟ ᴇ. 」
when u wanna do the drafts but ur muse like nah
when u wanna do the memes but ur followers like nah
"Seriously?!" he asked, not at all expecting an answer like that. At best, he thought he might get a similar suggestion that didn’t involve money. His expression of shock was slowly sculpted into a smile, and suddenly he knew exactly what he wanted to do.
"Bowling! Teach me how to bowl!" he requested, attempting to tone down his excitement a tad but failing miserably as he gleamed.
"Sure! You’ve been good lately, and I’ve have money saved up so i’ll spoil ya just this once!" Yato was truly blessed to have a shinki like the blonde, sure in the beginning Yukine was rough around the edges, but Yato accepted him nonetheless and perfected helped those edges. With, Hiyori’s assistance to of course, especially with the advice to treat him like a human and not just a weapon.
"Alright! The god shall teach you how to bowl! Let us go Yukine!" The raven replied with a grin, despite not knowing how to bowl. However, hes seen humans play it, how hard could it be?
"MY DATE, OKAY?" she accidentally shouted, covering her mouth in surprise.
"—Date..?" It took awhile for the pieces to come together, once Hiyori shouted her request. Quickly crimson scattered across visage, leaving a flustered god with azure orbs widened, before suddenly yelling out.
"W-W-WAIT A MINUTE, S-SLOW DOWN. M-ME AS YOUR D-DATE?!" This couldn’t of been happening, many thoughts were racing through his head. The most important one, why him?
"Don’t get a big head," she said to deflate his ego, "but yes, I want you to be my da-my da-" she couldn’t say the word.
"But who wouldn’t want a god at their party? Specially one like me!" The god chimed, before stopping trying to decipher what Hiyori was trying to say. "—Eh? Your what? Speak up Hiyori I can’t hear you."