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“It’s… not the best,” Hongou replied with a shrug. “But I’m sure it could be worse.” He almost made an idle comment on how some of his Cradle branches had served better quality food than here, but he then realized that such talk was inappropriate. He couldn’t mention Cradle, even in passing; he was sure to hurt the girl further.

“And though I do not mind hospitals in particular, I… I can say that it’s not very pleasant. However, I’m getting more visits than I ever expected, so for that I am grateful.” He gave a smile and nodded to her.

“Well I guess hospitals can’t afford top quality food with all the patients and whatnot.” Clover commented, crushing the can in her fist.

More visits than he expected? So that means other people have come to see him, too? Clover felt relieved that she wasn’t the only person who’ve come to visit this man. “So who else has been visiting?” she asked.

(Source: 999-clover)

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Hongou smiled. “Well, thank you very much. I confess, yes, I was getting bored here.” He gave a slight chuckle, wincing again. “Though I do not understand why so many people are giving me kindness, I’m not complaining. I appreciate it more than any of you realize.” Smirking, he drank some more of the pop and set it down next to him. “Unfortunately, I’m not certain when I’ll be able to leave. I hear I broke two of my ribs, and one of them had cut into my lungs.” He gazed out the window blankly.

Clover pulled her expression into a pout. “Well just so you know I’m not ready to fully forgive you yet.” She looked down at her book again, but the words were meaningless to her. “But, I know that people need kindness in their lives, however little the amount.” She looked up again, this time at Hongou. “Especially people like you, I guess.”

She winced as Hongou described his injuries. “Ow! That sounds painful! Must’a hurt a lot, man.” She cocked her head, trying to imagine how it would be like. “I’ve never broken anything before, so I can’t exactly empathize with you.”

Geez, people who can’t drive responsibly shouldn’t even be allowed near a road. Getting themselves and shit tons of other people into trouble. People these days. Clover sighed, and looked out the window with Hongou.

Hongou nodded. “I understand. I don’t expect you to ever forgive me, to be honest.” If nothing else, his time alone had brought up some new perspectives on forgiveness. Much like he didn’t know if he could forgive the man who hit him, he was sure Aoi, Akane, Clover, and most of the children he traumatized had just as much trouble (if not more). He would be patient; just because they couldn’t forgive him yet didn’t mean he couldn’t be friendly with them. And he would be, of course, to prove he changed, but also because he felt as if things were turning around a bit. He was beginning to care for others, if only a little bit. The thought made his chest constrict with emotion, and he couldn’t help but smile.

True, everyone needed some kindness. A small amount went a long way.

Even people like me… who have never quite grasped how to be “kind”… who harmed without remorse for so long…

“Thank you,” he said firmly, his voice loud and clear. If he wasn’t in front of another person, he probably would have let the tears collecting in his eyes fall. “Thank you. Honestly.”

After Clover winced at the description of his injuries, he replied, “Yes… it does hurt. As you can see, I can’t exactly move without being in pain.” Pausing for a moment, he added, “Let’s just think of it as karma, yes?”

Clover seriously couldn’t remember the last time someone thanked her genuinely. She was so distant from everyone else in he life (besides from her brother and the participants of the Game of course) every compliment and thanks felt empty to her. Even if it was coming from this man in front of her, she was glad she could make someone happy.

Karma, huh… she thought. Karma must not like her, then.

“So how’s the hospital?” Clover asked, trying to change the subject. “Is the food good? I’ve heard people say hospital food is not nice. Maybe it just depends on the hospital, though?”

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Hongou smiled. “Well, thank you very much. I confess, yes, I was getting bored here.” He gave a slight chuckle, wincing again. “Though I do not understand why so many people are giving me kindness, I’m not complaining. I appreciate it more than any of you realize.” Smirking, he drank some more of the pop and set it down next to him. “Unfortunately, I’m not certain when I’ll be able to leave. I hear I broke two of my ribs, and one of them had cut into my lungs.” He gazed out the window blankly.

Clover pulled her expression into a pout. “Well just so you know I’m not ready to fully forgive you yet.” She looked down at her book again, but the words were meaningless to her. “But, I know that people need kindness in their lives, however little the amount.” She looked up again, this time at Hongou. “Especially people like you, I guess.”

She winced as Hongou described his injuries. “Ow! That sounds painful! Must’a hurt a lot, man.” She cocked her head, trying to imagine how it would be like. “I’ve never broken anything before, so I can’t exactly empathize with you.”

Geez, people who can’t drive responsibly shouldn’t even be allowed near a road. Getting themselves and shit tons of other people into trouble. People these days. Clover sighed, and looked out the window with Hongou.

(Source: 999-clover)

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Hongou was taken aback by Clover’s anger. “Er…” he stammered, thinking of something quickly. “I… I suppose I could use some books to read. Anything nonfiction. Thank you very much, Clover.” He gave a soft smile.

Clover smiled smugly to herself and left the room. Thankfully the library wasn’t too far away. She didn’t feel like actually running down to the library.

Once she arrived at the library, she was stumped on what to actually bring to Hongou. Clover walked over to the nonfiction section of the library and started sliding books off the shelf at random, not really paying any attention to what she actually collected. Only at the borrowing desk did she see that the books she took included some stuff about aliens, ventriloquism, trivia, Parkinson’s disease and oddly, a book on French fairytales, and other random subjects. It wasn’t nonfiction but Clover couldn’t be bothered to put it back. Besides, the queue was long and she was sure Hongou wouldn’t mind reading some fairytales.

On the way back to the hospital, Clover picked up a few cans of soft drink and popped one open for herself. In Hongou’s room, she set down the drinks and handed the books over to him.

“Uh, I hope you don’t mind what I’ve picked.” Clover said. “There’re some drinks if you want.” she waved a casual hand over at the cans and sat down with a book herself.

Hongou’s eyes widened as she returned with a giant stack of books. “Oh, um…” He wasn’t used to such charity; choosing a book from the pile, he glanced at the title. “French Fairy Tales: A Jungian Approach”. His eyebrows raised in surprise and confusion, but he still leafed through the pages idly.

With a smile, he lifted his gaze towards the young girl. “Thank you very much for going to all this trouble for my sake,” he said to her, glancing over at the soft drinks. “Ah, it’s been a while… perhaps… is there a Diet Coke in that bunch?”

Clover glanced up from the top of her book. “Yeah, here.” she said, grabbing a silver can and tossing it onto Hongou’s lap.

Beep beep.

The girl glanced downed and fished her phone out of a pocket. “Oh! It’s a message from Light!” Clover said happily. “Hello, Clover. I assume you are with Gentarou at this moment?” she read. “Digi is doing fine, though she knocked down our box of Cheerios and helped herself to some. Last I heard Cheerios are fine for cats, so do not worry. I will keep you updated. Light.”

“Cats can eat Cheerios?” Clover said bemusedly. She looked up “You wanna say anything to Light? I’m replying now.”

Hongou couldn’t stop smiling at the thought of Digi prancing about Light’s house, getting into who knows what sort of trouble. With a soft chuckle, he replied, “Just tell Light I said hello,” he said with a nod, cracking open the drink and sipping some of it. Indeed, it had been years since he’d tasted the artificially-sweet carbonated drink. With another grin, he asked Clover curiously, “What made you decide to visit?”

Clover looked back down at her cellphone and began tapping away at the keys, mumbling as she typed. “Hongou says hi…. just don’t… let Digi eat… it all… I’ll see you… later.” She snapped her phone shut and looked back down to her book.

“Huh, dunno,” Clover said, the can at her mouth muffling her voice. “I was kinda bored and I heard that you were in a crash, so I thought that… y’know, I should check up on you.” She downed the rest of the soft drink and continued. “Thought you’d get pretty bored and nobody likes that.” Clover had hoped Hongou wouldn’t touch on the subject. She wasn’t too accepting of him yet and she was somewhat reluctant to show that she cared, only if it was a little bit.

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Hongou was taken aback by Clover’s anger. “Er…” he stammered, thinking of something quickly. “I… I suppose I could use some books to read. Anything nonfiction. Thank you very much, Clover.” He gave a soft smile.

Clover smiled smugly to herself and left the room. Thankfully the library wasn’t too far away. She didn’t feel like actually running down to the library.

Once she arrived at the library, she was stumped on what to actually bring to Hongou. Clover walked over to the nonfiction section of the library and started sliding books off the shelf at random, not really paying any attention to what she actually collected. Only at the borrowing desk did she see that the books she took included some stuff about aliens, ventriloquism, trivia, Parkinson’s disease and oddly, a book on French fairytales, and other random subjects. It wasn’t nonfiction but Clover couldn’t be bothered to put it back. Besides, the queue was long and she was sure Hongou wouldn’t mind reading some fairytales.

On the way back to the hospital, Clover picked up a few cans of soft drink and popped one open for herself. In Hongou’s room, she set down the drinks and handed the books over to him.

“Uh, I hope you don’t mind what I’ve picked.” Clover said. “There’re some drinks if you want.” she waved a casual hand over at the cans and sat down with a book herself.

Hongou’s eyes widened as she returned with a giant stack of books. “Oh, um…” He wasn’t used to such charity; choosing a book from the pile, he glanced at the title. “French Fairy Tales: A Jungian Approach”. His eyebrows raised in surprise and confusion, but he still leafed through the pages idly.

With a smile, he lifted his gaze towards the young girl. “Thank you very much for going to all this trouble for my sake,” he said to her, glancing over at the soft drinks. “Ah, it’s been a while… perhaps… is there a Diet Coke in that bunch?”

Clover glanced up from the top of her book. “Yeah, here.” she said, grabbing a silver can and tossing it onto Hongou’s lap.

Beep beep.

The girl glanced downed and fished her phone out of a pocket. “Oh! It’s a message from Light!” Clover said happily. “Hello, Clover. I assume you are with Gentarou at this moment?” she read. “Digi is doing fine, though she knocked down our box of Cheerios and helped herself to some. Last I heard Cheerios are fine for cats, so do not worry. I will keep you updated. Light.”

“Cats can eat Cheerios?” Clover said bemusedly. She looked up “You wanna say anything to Light? I’m replying now.”

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Hongou was taken aback by Clover’s anger. “Er…” he stammered, thinking of something quickly. “I… I suppose I could use some books to read. Anything nonfiction. Thank you very much, Clover.” He gave a soft smile.

Clover smiled smugly to herself and left the room. Thankfully the library wasn’t too far away. She didn’t feel like actually running down to the library.

Once she arrived at the library, she was stumped on what to actually bring to Hongou. Clover walked over to the nonfiction section of the library and started sliding books off the shelf at random, not really paying any attention to what she actually collected. Only at the borrowing desk did she see that the books she took included some stuff about aliens, ventriloquism, trivia, Parkinson’s disease and oddly, a book on French fairytales, and other random subjects. It wasn’t nonfiction but Clover couldn’t be bothered to put it back. Besides, the queue was long and she was sure Hongou wouldn’t mind reading some fairytales.

On the way back to the hospital, Clover picked up a few cans of soft drink and popped one open for herself. In Hongou’s room, she set down the drinks and handed the books over to him.

“Uh, I hope you don’t mind what I’ve picked.” Clover said. “There’re some drinks if you want.” she waved a casual hand over at the cans and sat down with a book herself.

(Source: 999-clover)

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When the young girl entered his room, he didn’t really know what to think. She was holding a basket of fruit and flowers, offering it out to him. He blinked in surprise and took a moment to decode her identity before finally accepting the gift and responding to what she said.

“Old? Mind your manners, young lady,” Hongou replied, narrowing his eyes. Still, his lips curled into a smirk. “Thank you, Clover. It is nice to see you; er… you know what I mean.” He gave a small laugh at his own pathetic joke, much to his chest’s painful protest.

“But you are old.” Clover objected. “And no. You have my basket, fruit and flowers, that’s good enough. My manners can do whatever they want.” She rolled her eyes ever so slightly at Hongou’s joke.

“Man, uh, are you okay? Was the crash bad? I mean of course it was bad, it was a crash, but uh, yeah…” she said when she saw the man wince. “Is Digi okay? I heard she was kinda in the crash too…”

Hongou smirked and sat up, clutching his sides a bit in pain. “It is my understanding that the crash was quite terrible,” he explained. Begrudgingly, he added, “I know my car is ruined, at least…”

Shaking his head, he continued, “Digi is alright. Light has offered to take care of her until I am released. If… if that is fine with you, of course.”

Of course your car got ruined, it was in a crash, Clover thought, holding her tongue back. She resisted the urge to blurt out that remark but it wasn’t the right time.

“Digi’s with Light?” Clover asked, smiling. “Of course that’s okay! She’s such a sweet and cute kitty.”

“Hm, I think I’d have to ask my brother on the details then, seeing as how you were conked out the whole time.” she stood up, brushing her skirt. “Would you like me to get you anything, like a book or something? Seeing as how being bedridden for what seems like a long time is pretty boring.”

“Well, I’m not entirely useless when it comes to clues,” Hongou argued. “The detective filled me in with a few facts. Such as… ah, there was an intoxicated man who hit me. He’s been taken into custody the last I heard.” Pausing, he thought for a moment. “I also know that Junpei, your brother, and Aoi were all on the scene of the crash. I’m afraid I’m in the dark as to what actually transpired. As you said, I was… er… ‘conked out’.”

At her offer, he gave a small chuckle, wincing again. “What a kind offer. It does get boring here, as you can see. However, I couldn’t ask you to do that.”

“A drunk man, huh…” Goddammit, did these people have no boundaries or what!? I mean, it’s okay to get wasted and shit but to go cruisin’ around town after you get shitfaced!? What’re you, retarded in the head or something? No-one ever taught you anything? She didn’t know why, but she was raging on in her mind.

“Huh!? You turn me down after I kindly offer to do something for you?” Clover said angrily. “Why can’t you ask me to do that? ‘S not like I’m old like you”. She turned away. “I’m pretty bored myself, gramps. I got the time run down to the library or pick up another basket of fruit if you want.”

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When the young girl entered his room, he didn’t really know what to think. She was holding a basket of fruit and flowers, offering it out to him. He blinked in surprise and took a moment to decode her identity before finally accepting the gift and responding to what she said.

“Old? Mind your manners, young lady,” Hongou replied, narrowing his eyes. Still, his lips curled into a smirk. “Thank you, Clover. It is nice to see you; er… you know what I mean.” He gave a small laugh at his own pathetic joke, much to his chest’s painful protest.

“But you are old.” Clover objected. “And no. You have my basket, fruit and flowers, that’s good enough. My manners can do whatever they want.” She rolled her eyes ever so slightly at Hongou’s joke.

“Man, uh, are you okay? Was the crash bad? I mean of course it was bad, it was a crash, but uh, yeah…” she said when she saw the man wince. “Is Digi okay? I heard she was kinda in the crash too…”

Hongou smirked and sat up, clutching his sides a bit in pain. “It is my understanding that the crash was quite terrible,” he explained. Begrudgingly, he added, “I know my car is ruined, at least…”

Shaking his head, he continued, “Digi is alright. Light has offered to take care of her until I am released. If… if that is fine with you, of course.”

Of course your car got ruined, it was in a crash, Clover thought, holding her tongue back. She resisted the urge to blurt out that remark but it wasn’t the right time.

“Digi’s with Light?” Clover asked, smiling. “Of course that’s okay! She’s such a sweet and cute kitty.”

“Hm, I think I’d have to ask my brother on the details then, seeing as how you were conked out the whole time.” she stood up, brushing her skirt. “Would you like me to get you anything, like a book or something? Seeing as how being bedridden for what seems like a long time is pretty boring.”