Hello! I'm back again! I hope the last chapter was to your enjoyment. Now, in this one, Manami gets her reunion with Shuichi, but when the promise they made long ago is broken, Manami accidentally gets involved with the Black Organization!
Disclaimer: I do not own Detective Conan/Case Closed or Kaito Kid. I only own my OCs.
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"I can't believe you did that, Shinichi!" Manami cried out as she examined a dress in front of a mirror. Conan rolled his eyes.
"It's fine! Besides, Ran was there to save me and we rescued the girl!" Conan argued. His aunt shook her head.
"For goodness sake, Shinichi! You have to remember you have the body of a child! If Agasa didn't promise you to make inventions for you, I'd wouldn't even let you be in a crime scene!"
The two of them were currently arguing at Shinichi's old house. Yukiko, after hearing about Manami's "date" (the latter preferred to call it a reunion with old friends), begged the woman to use her clothes that laid in the house. Conan had decided to come with her because the boy was "bored." Soon after, he told her a latest case that Mouri had undertaken, which had led them to this argument. As she examined each article of clothing, Manami couldn't help but admire the patterns. Despite only doing this to please her, Manami had to admit that Yukiko had a very good taste clothes. A she picked up a creamy lavender dress and a straw hat, Conan tsked at her.
"I highly doubt your friend would like that kind of clothes." He said. Manami glared at him.
"This is the tenth time you said that!" she announced, annoyed. "Fine! Since you're such an expert, what kind of clothes would he like?!" The teenager turned into a boy thought for a moment.
"...Well, first, how did you two meet? Does your friend have any nicknames for you? When did you guys get separated?" Manami smiled bitter sweetly at she recalled their encounter.
"Well, he usually calls me Mami, but whenever we said good-byes, he'd always say Daffodil, and I'd call him Green Eyes. We had originally met as children in a small meadow. I was picking wildflowers when he came over to me with a daffodil in his hand. Then, he began to say that his friends said that my color was the same as this flower. Of course, my hair color isn't anything like and we got into a huge fight about what color it really was. In the end, both our fathers had to separate us. I was sure he would avoid me after that, but that boy kept coming back and asking me to play with him. Can you believe that an eight year old would ask a five year old to play with him? Oh, his friends laughed at him! But, I agreed, and we'd spend our time together in the small meadow, playing tag, or lay in the clusters of flowers as we looked at the clear blue sky dotted with clouds, wondering what our future would be like...It was soon afterwards that I have to leave. I remember that I was crying on the train as we left the station, his family looking solemn. In only two years, our families had gotten close to each other, but that was all severed that day. It was then that he began to run along with us, begging for me not to go. He had tripped along the way, and as I tried to reach towards him, my parents had to pull me back. The last thing I ever saw of him was his crying face, his once sparkling green eyes had lost its luster." She said with a sigh. "But, what does this have to do with my clothes. Conan put on his signature grin.
"Well, if any of the things you said are what he also treasured, then I'd recommend Mom's soft yellow dress with the flowers and sequins on it. Flowers have a significant meaning since you both met in a meadow, and the yellow represents the daffodil that brought the two of you together. There's also a blue ribbon sash around it that represents the blue sky you often looked up to." He explained. Manami looked through the dresses laid along the dress and smiled as she picked it up.
"Hm...Not bad, brat. I guess your detective skills do come in handy at times." Manami said as she examined the silky dress in the mirror. Conan jumped from his chair as he went over to his mother's jewelry box.
"Mom also has an emerald necklace. You can take it too if you want." Manami shook her head.
"No. I'll be using the one I'm wearing right now." She said, pointing to the silver chain around her neck. A tear-shaped diamond hanged from it, rainbow-like colors shimmering from it. Conan examined his aunt's necklace.
"...That looks like 4 carats or so. Where did you get this?" The woman suddenly stopped moving as her rosy pink lips was pulled into a frown.
"I...I believe it was from my mother. But, I can't remember when I received it. I only recall that I had it when I was my parent's funeral..." Suddenly, she felt a a tug on her dress and looked down to see Conan's face solemn.
"...Don't say anymore. I know that their deaths still hurt you." Manami smiled at the boy as she bent down to pat his head.
"It's alright, Shinichi. It's time for me to move on with their deaths. Now, go. I need to get ready."
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Manami sipped from her cup of tea as she sat on an outside terrace, waiting for her friend to come. Wearing the dress her nephew recommended, Manami also curled her blonde hair and tied it up in a ponytail with a pink silk ribbon. A pair of black heels finished the look, as well as a touch of makeup. Manami looked at the clock that was located near her, which read 11:59 pm. As soon as the hands it twelve, she heard a familiar voice behind her.
"I'm not late, am I?" Manami smiled as she watched Shuichi slip into the seat next to her. Still wearing his knit cap and an outfit similar to yesterday's, Manami thought he gave off a cool air around him.
"No. You're just on time, Shu." She replied. The man smiled slightly.
"I must say, you look lovely today. I especially like the flowers. It reminds me of the time we first met." Manami felt her cheeks heat up as she turned away.
"Geez. When did you become such a flirt?" Shuichi shrugged his shoulders.
"Well, as an FBI agent, we're required to get information with anyway possible. I suppose I learned how to do it." Then, he leaned in. "But, I feel like myself when I'm with you." He whispered. Manami felt her heart race as she looked at his handsome face.
"D...Damn! Get yourself together, Manami!" she scolded to herself. Putting on a weak smile, Manami leaned in as well.
"Oh really, Green Eyes? How do get to 'be yourself'?" She asked, using the nickname she had given to him as children. Shu laughed slightly.
"Hehe...Mami. You never changed. Even now you're just as hot headed as ever. But, I guess that's a good thing. You remind me of what I lost." He said bitter sweetly. "You have to sacrifice a lot to ensure that your duty doesn't put other people in harm. Your innocence...you normal life...all these things." Manami was lost for words. Instead, she reached over and squeezed his hand.
"...Shu. You haven't changed, at least not for me. You're still the same boy that tried to get me to think my hair was the same color as a daffodil, the same child who I often spend days looking at the sky with, the same person who wept for me when I went away. Your duty as and FBI agent doesn't define you. You are still you." Shuichi stared at her before giving her a small smile.
"...I suppose I should I should retract my last statement. You've changed, but into a kind and wonderful young woman." Manami couldn't help but blush again.
"Is that so? Well, why don't we start talking about other things. How did you manage to become an agent anyways?" She asked, changing topics.
The two of them began to talk about things that had happened to them. Manami informed him about her miscellaneous jobs that she did and about the new detective agency she and Kotori now occupied thanks to her cousin. A waiter came ever now and then to take away their empty cups and get their orders for new drinks. Shu laughed as Manami told him about her smart but very annoying nephew that her cousin had left behind for her to care.
"Sounds tough. But, since he's such a Sherlock Holmes fan, I'm sure he can't be that bad." Manami rolled her eyes.
"Oh yeah. I forgot you were a fan as well." Just then, Shuichi phone beeped. He took out the phone and eyed the sender's name before putting it away. Manami watched as he did so.
"Aren't you going to reply back?" She asked as she sipped from her newly brewed cup of tea. Shuichi shook his head.
"No, it's fine. It's just one of my associate." He said. Manami then recalled yesterday where a foreign woman was following her.
"...Is it that woman with short blond hair and glasses that tailed me yesterday?" The man nodded.
"Yeah. Her name's Jodie Starling. She's my partner...and my ex." Manami, who was about to drink again, paused.
"...Ex? Does that mean you dated her?" She asked, putting down her cup. Shuichi paused for a moment before he answered.
" We used to go out...until recently." Manami lowered her head.
"You broke up with her? But why?" Shuichi looked at her.
"...I was doing a mission to infiltrate an organization. In order to do so, I had pretended to date a low ranked member. But...I fell in love with her. To be able to love two women at the same time...it's not that handy a personality. So, I broke up with her." He explained. Manami remained quiet as her hands slowly tightened into fists.
"...I see. Tell me, Shuichi Akai. When you were dating them, did you even think of our promise?" Shuichi stared at her in confusion.
"Promise...?" He slowly asked. Suddenly, Manami stood up and slammed her hands on the table, causing the customers to stare at them. Tears welling up in her eyes, she glared at him.
"Tell me! Do you remember?! Our promise before we were forced apart? You promised! That when we met again...!" Biting her lips, she turned around. "You know what? What's the point of telling you if you don't even remember." Then, she started to walk away. "Good by, Shu." The man immediately stood up and made the motion to grab her arm, but she slapped him away. Tears now streaming down her face, Manami yelled at him.
"I HATE YOU!" With that, she ran away, not even looking back. Shuichi began to chase after her when his phone started to ring. Cursing, he looked at it and saw that it was a call from his superior, James Black. Wanting to throw it out, he growled in frustration before he went away to answer it.
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Manami wasn't sure how far she ran or which direction she went. All she knew was she had to get away from there, from him.
"I can't believe he forgot! Was I the only one who still remembers and cherished that promise?" She asked herself as she continued to run. "Was it all just a hopeless desire?" Panting, Manami slowly halted into a run before she collapsed onto her knees. As she struggled to regain her breathe, she saw a woman holding out a water bottle for her.
"Are you OK? I saw that you collapsed and wanted to make sure you were fine." The woman explained. Nodding, Manami and gratefully took the bottle. Drinking almost the whole bottle, the woman sighed as she examined the other person. With long brown hair and blue eyes, Manami immediately thought of Ran. smiling slightly, Manami stood up.
"Thank you. I feel much better now, Miss...?" The woman laughed.
"Oh! My name is Akemi Miyano. But, just call me Akemi! What's yours?" She asked.
"Manami Kimura. Amateur detective." Manami answered proudly. Akemi's kind smile faltered for a moment, but immediately returned.
"An amateur detective? Why amateur?" Manami laughed nervously.
"Haha...Well, I did small cases like finding a stolen bike and stuff, but I haven't done anything major like murders and such. Hence why I call myself amateur." Then, Manami looked around. "By the way, where am I? I just had a really bad encounter, so I ran without knowing where I was going." Akemi nodded.
"I see. Well, you're just outside my apartment building. Do you want to come in?" Manami began to shake her head.
"I, I couldn't! I mean, we just met!" Akemi laughed.
"It's fine. Besides, it feels like we've been friends for such long time already." And with that, Manami reluctantly agreed to follow Akemi up to her room.
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As he walked down the streets to his car, Shuichi had hoped he would catch a glimpse of where Manami was, but there woman was nowhere to be found.
"...Manami...Where did you go?" The agent wondered sadly. He had just reunited with his dear friend, only for her to leave him in a fit of rage. Everything had been perfect, until he had mentioned Jodie and his present girlfriend. Now, Shuichi wished he hadn't said anything. But, there was one thing that bothered him, and that was their supposed promise Manami mentioned. "Why can't I recall? I don't think I would have forgot any promises we made with each other, so why does my mind draw a blank?" He asked himself. But, even as he thought that, Shuichi seemed to realize that this was not the only detail missing. He couldn't remember why she had to leave, and what had happened on the fateful day she left. He could only recall blurred images, and his hand reaching out for a crying Manami as the train pulled away. Shuichi unconsciously touched the knit cap on his head. He felt some kind of attachment to it ever since the man found it in a box of his house's attic, and he would often touch it when he had troubles with relationships or his family. Of course, it didn't explain why he felt so secure with it, but Shuichi began to have a high suspicion that it had to do with Manami. As he reached his car, his partner, Jodie, was impatiently waiting for him.
"Shu! You're late!" She scolded. The man kept a neutral expression, but he could't help feel annoyed at her, especially since she was the reason Manami ran away.
"I got a call from Black about a new mission." He explained as he got into the car. "It seems that someone gave a tip about the Black Organization's movement, though it could be a trap. Still, he wants us to check it out." Starting his red mustang, the car roared to life and soon sped along the street. Jodie eyed her ex carefully.
"...Is that the only reason you were late?" She asked. "Or, did that woman bother you?" Shuichi slammed the brakes as the traffic light turned red, harder than he should have. Jodie, saved by her seat belt, was thrown slightly forward. The man turned and gave her a glare, surprising Jodie. Never had all the years she known him did the man ever lose his cool. Yesterday was the first time the woman saw the angry look on his face. Whatever the reason was, Jodie could tell the woman meant a lot to Shuichi to make him furious.
"Don't ever say that again." He said quietly. Then, he turned back onto the street. Jodie stared at him before looking down. What exactly was Manami Kimura to him to get Shuiuchi to act like that? He didn't act like this when they dated, and not when he began dating the Black Organization member either. Throughout her fair share of cases, this particular one stumped her.
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"What a quaint room!" Manami gushed out. Akemi smiled.
"Really? You don't think it's boring?" She asked as she went into the kitchen. The blonde woman shook her head.
"No! In fact, I say it's lovely!" Manami answered.
Arriving to her room, Manami was amazed at how nice the room was. With not even a speck of dust in there, small pieces of furniture was placed in the apartment. As Manami looked around, she spotted a picture on a small, round table. Picking the frame up, she saw that it was Akemi and another woman with shoulder length light brown hair and blue eyes.
"Ah, that's my little sister, Shiho Miyano." Akemi explained as she brought over to the table two mugs of tea. Manami looked over at the woman.
"You have a younger sister? Do you have any relatives?" Akemi shook her head slightly.
"No. My parents both died when we where young, so it's just the two of us." A twinge of empathy struck Manami as she put the frame down, a shadow casting over her face.
"...Me too. I was only twelve when they died." Manami clutched her necklace. "This trinket is all that I have left...on that horrible day. I can still hear their screams." Akemi froze. Quietly, she asked the woman.
"...What happened to them?" Manami laughed bitterly.
"What happened to them? Simple. They were shot, murdered for the papers on them. No, not money. Official documents and such. Both my parents had high ranking jobs, but they never told me what it was about. Now, I'll never know." She answered as she hugged herself. "I thought that I was going to die. The shooter had his gun pointed at me, but someone finished him off. The last thing I recalled was a man in black reaching for me. The next time I woke up, I was in the hospital and informed of my parent's deaths." Then, she looked out the window, her eyes welling up with tears. "I remember their funerals clearly. We had just moved there, so there wasn't a lot of people there. I was putting flowers on their graves when I broke down. Suddenly, a man handed me a handkerchief to me, telling me to stop crying. Next to him was another man and a woman. I didn't recognized them. As I wiped my tears away, the man began to say that they were old friends of my father, and how his death sadden them. It was then that the woman commented how pretty my necklace was, even though I didn't realize that I had it. It was my mother's, and she never took it off. She must have put it on me before she passed away. The man patted my head, his hand warm and callused. They gave me a slip of paper with a number on it, telling me to call them if I was ever in trouble. I never saw them again." She said with a sigh. Then, Manami looked back at Akemi. "It was then that my cousin's family took me in, and lived with them ever since. My cousin eventually got married and had a kid. But, to be honest, the pain never goes away...Sorry for the long story. I don't know why, but I feel like I can tell you this though." Manami said with a small smile. Akemi smiled back.
"It's fine. Besides, that just shows how similar our circumstances were." She said as the woman handed Manami a mug. "By the way, what did those people look like?" Manami closed her eyes as she thought.
"Hm...well, they all wore black because they were at a funeral. Both men had fedoras on, but one wore sunglasses despite the cloudy skies that day. The woman had a black veil over her face, but I could see her blue eyes and her almost white hair hanged in a messy bun. The man who gave me a handkerchief had long silver hair and black eyes. But, this was the strange part. The few people who were there claimed that the three all emitted some sort of murderous aura, but I didn't feel it." She said as she opened her eyes. Immediately, she put on a concern expression. "Akemi? Is there something wrong?" Akemi, who had put on an almost horrified expression, quickly shook her head as she put on an uneasy smile.
"I, I'm fine. It's just that, you mentioned some features about people that I might know of. But, I'm sure they aren't the same." Manami nodded slightly.
"I see." She murmured as she took a sip form her mug. Then, she looked down at her watch. "Oh dear! Look at the time! I need to get home!" Putting the mug down, Manami headed for the door.
"Wait!" Akemi cried out. Reaching for a piece of paper and a pen, she quickly wrote something down on it. "Here! This is my phone number. Do you want to hang out together again? I'm sure my sister would love to meet you!" Manami stared at her before smiling as she took the paper.
"Sure! I'll call you later!" With that, she headed out. As the door closed behind her, Akemi sighed as she plopped back onto her chair.
"There's no way...is there?" She whispered to herself.
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"Mother! Father!" Manami cried out as she tried to get out of the car.
"No! Manami! Stay inside!" Her mother yelled out as she kicked the man in the face. Her father was shooting at some people, holding onto a locked suitcase. Suddenly, someone shot him in the chest, and he fell back onto the car.
"Renji!" Her mother cried to her husband. Then, she was shot in the stomach.
"Mother!" Unlocking the door, Manami rushed out to her mother who was bleeding from her mouth.
"Manami..." she whispered out. Manami held her hands on the wound to stop the bleeding, but it kept gushing out. Soon, her hands and dress was soaked in blood. Slowly with her weakening hands, Manami's mother took the necklace she had off, and coughed off even more blood. Then, she place it over her daughter, and the necklace began to glow.
"My dear...I never meant to give you your duty this soon, but I will not last long. Manami, you must never take this necklace off. Or your life will be cut short, and the world will be thrown into chaos." She gently caressed her daughter's tear stained face. "My dear Manami, there will one day be a phantom thief by the name of Kaito Kid who will become your guardian angel, as well as some others. They will ask for a contract...and you must seal these contracts with a kiss...Manami, I'm sorry that your birthday turned out this way...May we meet again someday..." She whispered out one last time before she closed her eyes and her hand went limp, a single stray tear falling down her cheek. Manami stared at her mother wide eyed when she heard her father call out.
"...Sachi..." He said, murmuring out her mother's name. Manami rushed over to her father where he laid there, heavily breathing. The suitcase in his hand was gone, but in is hand was a ribbon. Shaking, he thrust it into his daughter's hand.
"This...was your birthday present. Daddy's sorry that he won't be with Mommy to celebrate your birthday...Manami. There will be some people in black. Have no fear, they will not harm you, but you must be careful of those who seek to destroy their organization...Beware of those that seek Pandora..." With that, his eyes closed, and he took his last breath. Sobbing, Manami clung to her father's lifeless body when she heard a clicking sound behind her. Turning around, she saw a man aiming his gun at her. Suddenly, a shot was heard, and the man fell down, dead. Manami stared wide eyed when a man in black with long silver hair appeared. He kicked the dead man twice before he walked over to Manami. With one hand on his cigarette, he held out his other hand.
"You have nothing to worry now...rest."
Manami snapped opened her eyes as she stared at the ceiling above her, breaking out in cold sweat. It was still night, an occasional sound of barking dogs and veering cars broke the silent atmosphere. Manami gripped her necklace as she recalled the events from before.
"I...Don't remember these scenes...This is when Mother and Father died, but why am I only recalling all the details now? Kaito Kid? Pandora? What does that have to do with me...? Mother, Father...I miss you..." Unbeknownst to her, Manami was being carefully watched by a man in white, fingering the small golden chain locket that hanged from his neck.
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Manami sighed as she finished the rest of her papers. It had been a few days since that incident, and the dream never appeared again. Shuichi never called her again after her tantrum, with Manami suspecting it to be due to work. Although she was much relieved, she couldn't help but feel slight disappointed. Manami called back Akemi, and the two became rather close. Kotori, slightly jealously at that, wanted to meet her, so Manami arranged a meeting with Akemi today. Akemi also promised to bring her sister, Shiho Miyano along because the latter frequently asked about Manami. They were scheduled to meet later in the day. Just as she finished putting the documents away, a knock was heard on their door.
"Aunt Manami~!" A childish voice was heard before the door was opened to reveal Conan. Kotori raised her brow questionably at Manami when Conan launched himself at the woman. Manami gave her a look that promised she would explain when she faced Conan.
"Conan-kun! What are you doing here?" She asked him Just then, Ran popped him.
"I'm sorry, Manami-san! Conan-kun was saying how much he missed you, and you were near my father's office so I decided to let him visit you." Then, she walked over to Conan. "Conan-kun! You should have waited for me." Manami's nephew looked apologetic.
"I'm sorry." Manami eyed her nephew curiously.
"Looks like he inherited some of his acting from Yukiko, though not much." Smiling, she faced Ran. "How's your father doing? I heard he's getting a lot of cases now!" Ran smiled back.
"Yeah! Dad's doing good! With so many cases now, he shouldn't have any trouble with goofing off now!" Manami saw Conan huff a breath of annoyance as she smirked slightly at him. The recent success that the Mouri agency had was all due to Conan who, thanks to Dr. Agasa inventions, had enabled him to make Kogoro become a famous detective. All in order to find more information about whatever the men in black were. Although Manami still though it was dangerous, she let him due what he pleased mostly due to the fact that her nephew wouldn't listen to her anyways. But, what intrigued her was why he even wanted to visit her anyways. Whenever he visited Agasa, he'd see her with him. Conan looked at Manami innocently.
"Aunt Manami! I want to go eat lunch with you!" He announced. Manami frowned as she looked at her watch.
"Today? I'm sorry, Conan-kun. But, I have a meeting with someone with Kotori later. How about tomorrow?" Conan looked as though he was about to protest when Ran began to pull him away.
"I see. Well, Conan-kun! You heard what she said! I'll see you tomorrow then, Manami-san!" Just as she was about to leave, Ran gave a look to her. "By the way, have you heard from Shinichi? He called me once, but I never heard from him again." Conana body went rigid. Manami sighed as she pretended to think.
"...Yeah, he did. Told me that he had a really difficult case to do, like you said. He's not sure when he'll be back. But, he told me that he'll call again when he has time. Apparently wherever he is has pretty bad reception." She lied. Ran nodded.
"OK. Thank you Manami-san!" With that, she dragged Conan out, but not before he gave his aunt a thankful look. When they had left, Kotori looked at her friend.
"OK, spill. Who is that kid?" Manami bit her lips slightly. Agasa had told them not to anyone, but Kotori was her friend and could be trusted. However, in the end, she decided against it, and used the excuse she gave Ran.
"Oh, I forgot to tell you. He's my nephew from a distant cousin of mine. He's staying with the Mouris because I can't afford to care for him while his parents are recovering from an accident." Kotori looked at her suspiciously.
"...Fine." She said after a while. Then, she got up. "I think it's about time we leave." Manami nodded.
"Yeah."
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As the arrived at the cafe Akemi told them, Manami saw her new friend, along with another woman she assumed was Shiho.
"Akemi!" Manami called out as she walked over. Akemi, was in a deep conversation with her sister, looked up and smiled at Manami. Suddenly, her face went pale as a shocked looked replaced her friendly one. Shiho, seeing the shocked expression she was making and looked over to where her sister was staring at. Her eyes narrowed slightly. Confused, Manami looked at the direction of their gaze. It fell on Kotori, who seemed to be glaring at them. Worried, Manami touched her friend's shoulder when the latter slapped it away, unaware at who it was. When she realized it was Manami, Kotori apologized.
"I'm so sorry Manami! I didn't mean to slap you away!" Manami shook her head.
"It's alright. But, Kotori, have you met Akemi and her sister before? You look like you know them..." Kotori's expression darkened slightly as she averted her gaze.
"...You could say that. I never thought that when you said Akemi and her sister, you meant the Miyanos." Then, she started to leave. "It's better if I go." Kotori explained when Manami protested. "Besides, we can't stand each other. I'll see you at the office." With that, she left. Sighing, Manami walked over to Akemi and her sister.
"I'm sorry. I don't know what happened to Kotori." Akemi put on a weak smile.
"It's fine. I didn't think that when you mentioned Kotori that you meant Kotori Simizu..." Manami frowned as she sat down next to her.
"Do you have bad history with her? I don't know what happened, but Kotori's really nice!" Then, Shiho spoke up.
"That's because you don't know her true self." She stated simply as she drank from her straw. Manami stared at her in confusion. Seeing her confused expression, Shiho instead asked her a question.
"Tell me. How did the two of you meet?" Manami thought for a moment.
"Well, it was after I moved in with the Kudos. Kotori was one of the first people who greeted me, and we hit it off. We did everything together, even started a detective agency together." Shiho looked at her with what Manami thought was pity.
"...you poor fool." Shiho murmured. Manami narrowed her eyes at her.
"What do you mean?" Akemi broke in.
"Shiho! Be nice to her!" she scolded her sister. Then, Akemi smiled apologetically at Manami. "I'm sorry. My sister doesn't get along with Kotori. You're right. We do know her. But, we didn't have fond memories of her. I don't doubt she's kind, but unfortunately for us, she doesn't seem to extend that greeting to us." Manami nodded slightly.
"I see..." Then, she decided to change topics. "So, did you see those pictures I sent you?" Akemi's face lit up.
"Of course! Here! I even have some that'll look even better!" The two compared began to compare different patterns of clothing. Manami had asked Shiho to join in, which the latter reluctantly agreed when Akemi convinced her. Soon, the three were giggling at each other as they began to discuss which pattern would look good on a date.
"I think a simple blue dress with black pumps would look best." Manami said, pointing to the picture. Shiho snorted.
"Yeah, if you want to look nerdy! I think the red dress with roses is better. As Manami began to start a heated argument with Shiho, Akemi received a text on her phone. As she perused the message, a grim expression appeared on her face. Manami, having notice it, looked worriedly at her.
"Akemi? Is there something wrong?" Startled, Akemi shook her head.
"N, No! Nothing! Just a message from my job." Then, she looked at her watch. "I have to get back soon, and Shiho is expected to be back as well. I think we'll have to leave it off there." Manami nodded.
"Yeah, I have to go back anyways. It was fun." Manami said as she stood up to leave. Akemi stopped her.
"Wait, Manami?" Manami looked at her curiously. Taking a deep breath, Akemi continued. "I'm actually in a relationship...when we have time to meet again, do you want to get together so you can meet him?" She asked. Shiho narrowed her eyes slightly, but Manami didn't noticed. Smiling, Manami nodded.
"Sure! Just tell me the date and I'll be there! See ya!" With that, Manami left. Once she left, Akemi looked at the message on her phone before she began to text someone else. When she finished, she sent it to a certain someone. Someone by the name of Shuichi Akai.
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