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fic_promptly's author's choice, author's choice, now that the war is over. Pre-canon, set during the 1940s, featuring Tsuzuki and some American soldiers.
The war had brought incredible hardship to his country, but Tsuzuki could not hold it against the American soldiers: they were simply defending their country and the Pacific Islands it claimed. And he certainly couldn't hold it against the nice GIs he met, the reapers from the American branch of the Ministry of Hades, especially when one of them offered a bottle of their brown soda water. He'd never tried it before, but it tasted sweeter than he could have imagined. Pulling his lips from the bottleneck, he grinned his approval and delight to them. They replied in English, clearly glad to share their pleasure, their generosity bridging the gap.
fic_promptly's author's choice, author's choice, now that the war is over. Pre-canon, set during the 1940s, featuring Tsuzuki and some American soldiers.The war had brought incredible hardship to his country, but Tsuzuki could not hold it against the American soldiers: they were simply defending their country and the Pacific Islands it claimed. And he certainly couldn't hold it against the nice GIs he met, the reapers from the American branch of the Ministry of Hades, especially when one of them offered a bottle of their brown soda water. He'd never tried it before, but it tasted sweeter than he could have imagined. Pulling his lips from the bottleneck, he grinned his approval and delight to them. They replied in English, clearly glad to share their pleasure, their generosity bridging the gap.
