Reason Number One: Nagihiko, well, Nadeshiko and Rima were once acquainted. Like looooong ago.

November

She was 9.

Rima's parents made her come with them to attend a party. In the end, she bought train tickets, ran away from home ventured into the next town. She needed time to relief herself and that never happens at her home. Rima let kusukusu hide in her small bag because they have been walking around for an hour or so.

Rima was sitting alone on the mall bench, reading a book silently while her feet dangled between the space of the floor and the bench as she was too short for her age. Rima also knew that if she sat there completely still and unmoving, they would think of her as an oversized ball-jointed doll.

A small black headband with a ribbon was resting in the center of her curly golden blonde hair and her large doe eyes were innocent and void of anything at all.

You can say Rima enjoyed her quiet. But it was time to go home; she got up and patted herself clean.

"Hi," a gentle voice said. Rima looked up and she saw a goddess. The girl in front of her was tall and pretty with silky purple hair tied up in a ponytail, her skin was flawless like hers and she was just perfectly perfect. She was wearing some kind of checkered red cape, but any how, she was pretty nonetheless.

And Rima liked that.

Rima smiled back at her, "Hi."

"May I sit beside you?" she asked.

"I was just leaving," Rima smiled her best smile, before tilting her head to the side, "do you need some company?"

The girl blinked once, completely entice by the blonde, "It would be perfect if you could accompany me."

Rima nodded and sat beside her, "Shopping?"

"With a friend," she said, "She's been very, you can say, energetic."

"Her?" Rima pointed at a flustered pink haired girl and a blonde guy who was smiling at her. Rima was guessing that the guy had said something nice and the pink girl was very embarrassed. The girl placed a hand on Rima's small hands and smiled, "It's not very nice to point at people."

Rima pursed her lips, "Sorry."

"It's alright, I'm Nadeshiko, by the way," she said.

"Rima," Rima said, "Mashiro Rima."

"Do you live around her Rima-chan?" she asked her and Rima shook her head, her hair following, "out of town?"

"My parents are in a business trip somewhere here, I got my dad's wallet and came here alone," Rima said as a matter of factly, like she was proud of her achievement.

Nadeshiko looked at her with wide and surprise eyes, "My, that's very independent of you." Nadeshiko resorted with patting on her head. She watched as the golden haired little girl smiled triumphantly and blushed in happiness as she patted her and suddenly, Nadeshiko was worried.

This little girl, she's smiling as if it was her first time being complimented.

"Rima-chan, don't you think your parents will get worried with you gone?" Nadeshiko said while still running a hand on her hair, Rima had gotten a little bit close to Nadeshiko now, unbeknownst to the blonde. Rima was like a small fluffy kitten and Nadeshiko held back a chuckle and giggled.

A giggle is more girly after all.

Rima opened her eyes and thought about it for a second, and then stood up while looking guilty, "I guess."

"Would you like me to walk you to the station?" Nadeshiko asked the little girl in front of her.

"NADESHIKOOO!"

Both of them turned to face a dizzy and flustered pink hair girl and Rima shook her head, "I think your friend needs you more." Nadeshiko sweat-dropped, "I guess."

"Bye-bye Nade-chan," Rima said waving at her, "I hope to meet you again."

Nadeshiko waved at her back and said the same thing, both of them turned their backs to each other and parted ways.

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When Rima returned in town, she became friends with the flustered pink-haired girl, the princely blonde guy and became sworn enemies with the so-called 'twin' of her friend Nadeshiko.

"Rima!" Nagihiko said and Rima tried her best to not bang her head on a tree. How many times have she said to him that he did not deserve to call her that?

"State your business purple head," Rima said.

"Why can't you call me by my name like before," Nagihiko said, "you were so much cuter back then."

Rima blushed at the memory, and then smirked, "What, you want me to call you Nade-chan? Is that so?"

"That's not my name Rima-chan," Nagihiko said, smiling though he was annoyed.

"Are you sure about that, Nade-chan?" Rima smiled back and turned around.

She hated him. She hated that he tricked her into thinking Nadeshiko was real.

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