Sweaty Hands

"Why are your hands so sweaty?!"

"Wha- they are not!"

Yet another fight between the God and his weapon broke out. They had just defeated another phantom and Yukine was already disrespecting his master.

The Regalia sniffed his own body in disgust. The amount Yato's hands sweated were absolutely revolting. Now Yukine was beginning to smell.

"Drippy!"

Yato gawked at the comment. He held his hand to chest as if the words stung his heart. "Hiyori! Tell Yukine that I don't have sweaty hands!"

The young girl in her half phantom form stood awkwardly between the two. Yato and Yukine were both staring at her with anticipation. They were waiting to prove each other wrong.

Hiyori couldn't help but wonder why they had to bring her into their quarrels.

"Do we really have to settle this now?" She said in a hesitant tone. The other two boys looked at her as if she had grown another head.

"Yes!" They said in union.

Hiyori sighed and gave up. "Sorry Yato but your hands are kind of sweaty." She laughed a bit at his betrayed reaction.

"Washing your hands once in a while wouldn't kill you." Yukine added in with a snarky tone. Hiyori nodded in agreement.

"Not to mention he's practically sweaty all over." The blonde Regalia leaned closer to Hiyori. "Do you think he ever bathes?" He muttered. Hiyori shrugged. She didn't really know if Gods needed to keep up with personal hygiene. Apparently they do.

Yato heard what they were whispering about and cut in. "Hey don't listen to him! Of course I wash myself!" Yato retaliated. He looked quite insulted. How come they doubted him?

"Yeah not enough." Yukine deadpanned and Yato gasped at the insult. His own Regalia was disrespecting him.

"And do you have anything else to wear besides that track suit and, uh, whatever that is around your neck?" Hiyori chimed in once the words left Yukine's mouth.

"It's a fluffy fluff scarf!"

"Whatever, it's extremely lame. No one wants to worship a God who wears nothing but track suits." His Regalia crossed his arms with an attitude.

"ACK!"

Yato was being roasted on the spot by his two close companions. Just after what Yukine said, the poor God doubled over on to the ground dramatically.

Guess he couldn't depend on Hiyori for backing him up.

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