CHAPTER 2
Then, all of a sudden, all the things around her were colored blue.
Even the hair of the man beside her.
"Where am I and who the heck are you?"
"I am Le-Kenichi Asakura, Madame, and you're in my apartment."
"How did I get here?"
"You were almost raped, Madame. You're lucky I followed you. I managed to put down those two men."
"…"
"You're unfair."
"Huh?"
"I already gave you my name but I still don't know yours."
"My name is Kah—Ayumu. Ayumu Kurosawa.
"Hmm…"
He scanned her face; for she seemed to be lying. Well, he guessed you can't get everyone's trust in a single meeting after all.
"What?"
"Huh?"
"Why are you staring at me like an idiot?"
"You're going to say something before you said Ayumu Kurosawa…something that sounds like Kah… are you confused by any chance? Or.. Could it be that you're not telling me the truth?"
"You're about to say something too before you said Kenichi Asakura that sounds like Le. If it sounds to you that I'm lying, you'll sound like a liar to me too."
"Smart girl."
"I just used my sixth sense."
"And that is?"
"Sense to think straight."
"Eh?"
"When you think straight, you can easily find the weakness of your opponent. Focus."
"You think of me as your opponent?"
"No, it just happened that… that kind of face looks like not to be trusted."
He laughed, she raised an eyebrow.
"What's so funny?"
"That you made fun of my face."
"…."
"Hey, what's with those what-the-hell stares?"
"You should be angry at me by now."
"Why would I be angry?"
"It's because I made fun of your face, silly."
"It's normal for friends to tease each other anyway. So I don't have to be angry at a single joke."
"We're not friends, for your information, Mr. Silly."
"We can still be!"
"Wait. The sun will be raising high in the sky in a few minutes Mr. Silly, and as much as I hate it talking to you, I should be heading home by now. You know people. Your neighbors might see me walking out of your apartment…and they'll think of something. Gossip. You know women."
"Like what?"
"Uggh… Like I'm your girlfriend and we did 'something' last night."
"Didn't we?"
A pillow met his face at his statement, making him laugh. (*sigh* again?) She tried to stand up but soon realized that she, Kah- I mean Kurosawa Ayumu, is now wearing a different kind of clothes compared to last night. And Mr. Silly, also known as Tsu-Kenichi Asakura, met another bunch of flying pillows.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhh! What did you do to me, ?"
"I did-*avoids a pillow* not- *avoids* even- *avoids* touch you, Kurosawa!"
"How come- *throws a pillow* if I'm wearing different- *throws another one* clothes? Explain Mister Asakura, *throws* EXPLAIN!"
"Woah! Thanks God that was the last one. It's called room service, in case you don't know, Miss Intelligent."
"Why didn't you tell me earlier?"
"I want to see you in a state where you aren't thinking straight, Ms. Ayumu."
"And now you're calling me in my first name? Pervert!"
Kenichi laughed. It isn't because of Ayumu's expression. It's because he's smart. Smart enough to make the first girl he adored stay a few minutes more in his apartment. And he wished his gossip-friendly neighbors would make a certain gossip that concerns him and Ayumu, because it will happen soon.
'Absolutely..'
