Bugs, humidity, and mud. After learning that you had gone camping a lot when you were a kid, Suguru and Satoru—mostly Satoru—begged you to go with them one weekend.

It was partially Yaga’s idea, he cared about giving his students time to be kids, so he randomly cleared out a weekend for the three of you and told you to leave Tokyo for some free time.

It was your first day, having arrived at the campsite after a few hours of hiking. You set up the tents just as the sun started setting, taking a breather and watching with a bored look as Satoru and Suguru tried to start up a camp fire.

“No- you hit the rocks together, and there’s supposed to be a spark-“ Satoru murmured, hitting together two random rocks he had found on the floor.

“Yeah, rocks with high levels of flint, those are just random rocks you picked out of the dirt.” Suguru huffed, staring at the sad excuse of a fire pit.

It was amusing for you, staring at the logs they had thrown together and the fact that they had forgot to add dry leaves- laughing to yourself as Satoru grumbled something about not being a ‘rock expert’ which Suguru quickly corrected, “it’s called a geologist.”

Satoru pouted, “this is so annoying! I’m just gonna eat my hot dog raw.” He groaned, reaching for the cooler while Suguru slapped his hand away.

“That’s disgusting.” He rolled his eyes, shooting Satoru an unamused look.