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Volume 07

The Descendant of the Moon Discovers the Descendant of the Sun… Part IV

At school the next day and between classes Mahiru walked over to Keiko. "Himura?" She turned and met Mahiru's gaze. Keiko could tell Mahiru wanted something, that much was certain. "What is it Shiraishi?"

Mahiru and Keiko walked to class together as Mahiru recounted her odd astral experience from the day before. "I thought I sensed you there." Keiko had known she was there after all. "What were you doing there?"

Mahiru thought about that question a moment. "I've been having these dreams. The princess needs me to do something, but I can't figure out what it is… I think it has something to do with Youta."

Keiko's curiosity was peaked. "You know him?" Mahiru shook her head and disagreed. "No, I sort of met him once, but I don't know who he is… Do you know him?" Keiko nodded as the two entered their classroom. "He's a friend of Hokuto's, though I had never heard of him. Until a few days ago."

The two entered their classroom and sat side by side. "But he gives me some weird vibes." Keiko said as she pulled her book from her bag. Mahiru leaned back in her chair.

After class Mahiru waved goodbye to Keiko and the others and once again met Mitsuru outside. She smiled when she saw him and he just looked at her. But she knew that he was smiling on the inside. He reached out to her and she took his hand but didn't embrace him. "Could we walk today a while?" He was a bit baffled but nodded.

"Is everything okay?" He asked. She nodded. "I just wanted to be with you a little longer." The two held hands and walked off. "Alright, Princess." He did crack a small smile but it was gone almost as quickly as it came.

Most of their walk was silent and the two seemed lost in thought. Mahiru and Mitsuru had no clue what plagued the other's mind. Mitsuru wished that she had kept one of the Teardrops of the Moon so he could still hear her thoughts. And Mahiru just toiled away at what the princess's echoing request could possibly mean and what any of it could have to do with that boy, Youta.

"What are you thinking about?" She looked up as he asked the question. "Hmm?" He didn't repeat himself but waited for her to catch up. She didn't want to tell him everything. Not yet. 'I don't know anything. None of it means anything. There isn't any point in worrying Mitsuru or the others.' She thought of something else she could say.

"Akira's birthday is December fourth, right?" A smile ran from one cheek to the other on her face. Mitsuru let go of her hand. "That's what you were thinking about?" She closed her eyes a moment, took a breath, and then nodded. "We have to throw him a surprise party!" She doubled down.

He sighed. "You're hopeless." She looked a bit hurt. "I mean he doesn't need some big party. He'd get excited just to get a cake. The guy isn't hard to please." Mahiru engaged. "A cake! We have to have a cake! And sparklers! And noisemakers. And hats…" She started to ramble on and Mitsuru just shook his head in regret. 'Why did I have to ask?'


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