Miraculously, the next chapter is here so fast. I have been watching and reading and thus my imagination is running high, which is probably the reason why the ideas come so quickly~ This chapter and the next one are probably Yuki's turning point, as her 'steps' will soon be completed with newfound rivals and purpose, also re-discovered passion.
See you soon~
Pairings : GOMxOCxOthers(?)
Warnings : OC inserts in canon. Part non-canon.
Chapter 24 - To see past what's seen
"Focus on what's in front of you, but don't let it keep you rooted. There's more than one way to something than just waiting for it to come, and there's more than just one thing than what you're waiting to come." Yamanaka Ibuki to Shiroma Yuki.
Everyone in Seirin has been working hard for their upcoming match with Tōō. They know that it will be an uphill match, one that might as well determine their whole Inter-High.
It's undeniable that they are all feeling tense, and they combat it with more and more practices to further improve their plays.
On a side note, Yuki had seemingly vanished the past few days after the pool's incident.
However, she kept her promise to attend the match. After all, she had done all researches on Hanamiya Makoto, and she knows the school he attends and she had worked out the chances of Seirin ever encountering said school in a match.
What's weird however, is that this school didn't do as well as they didn't even pass the Inter-High preliminaries to the final leagues.
Then again, there're only 4 available spots for the Inter-High final leagues, and for the last decade, the 3 Kings of Tokyo took them all but one, and all 3 Kings proceed into the actual Inter-High.
And while this year is different, as Seiho and Shūtoku are placed on the same block, both of which were beaten by Seirin, Senshinkan is placed on another block.
Then there's Tōō with Momoi, Sakurai and someone she can't remember, who undoubtedly will take the 3rd spot.
The 4th spot is a free-game. But the school Hanamiya Makoto went to were placed under the same block as Tōō, and thus don't advance further.
Explanation asides, Yuki won't have to see him on the same court until Winter Cup. Also, Yuki should focus on the match in front of her before letting her mind wander, it's a bad behaviour since it could disassemble all the efforts she had put.
Like the time her perfect plan crumbled in disarray after one stray glance at a Teddy Bear.
Anyway, the day of the match is here.
Following Riko's earlier advice on proper clothing on the court full of boys, Yuki took the babyblue hoodie with white stripes on the sleeves, paired with a layered lavender mini-skirt and a snow-white tights under. She wore a simple babyblue coloured strap flat shoes with bowknots on each sides.
Yuki stomped off the stairs, making a thudding sound with every step she takes. "Dad? Are you done yet?"
"Oh, Yuki!" Haruto chimed in from where seemingly is the kitchen. "We can go now if you want to!"
"Then I'm going now!" Yuki replied with a shout, still standing on the stairs.
Haruto then popped out from the kitchen. "Your clothes covered enough. Great!" He made an approving thumb.
"Hmm? Let me see.." Kotone appeared from the kitchen, smiling. "Oh, Yuki looks great in whatever!"
Yuki only huffed. "I need to go now!" She whined. Who knows what Riko will do if she shows up late after taking days off before an important match.
"Okay, okay.." Haruto complied tiredly. "Let's go, Yuki. I'm leaving, Kotone."
Yuki's mother, Kotone doesn't really feel comfortable with crowds. Although, she doesn't mind going if Yuki or Haruto is the one playing on the court.
"Oh, Yuki! You forgot this." Kotone stopped Yuki to give her a tupperware. "I hope your teammates will like it."
Yuki smiles. "They will, Mom." Yuki assured confidently. "Riko-nee can't be depended on for this stuff after all." Yuki sweat dropped. "There's Mitobe-nii in the group, so I shouldn't worry, but more can't be bad anyway."
After leaving her front porch, Yuki took the front passenger seat next to her father who was driving. She made sure to strap the seat belt before her father starts up the car.
"Ne, Dad?" Yuki turned curiously. "Are Sōsuke-oji, Yūsei-oji and Ibuki-oji really coming?"
"Mm!" Haruto hummed cheerfully, confirming her question. "They were interested in the match. Well, Ibuki was roped into it though.."
Yuki frowned. "Why this particular match? They didn't watch the ones before.."
Haruto grins meaningfully, only Yuki didn't know what he's meaning to say. "You will know later on~"
Yuki pouted at that. What's with keeping secrets from her? She is part of the Oblivion, too! Even if she hasn't officially debuted.
Before long, they have arrived, and Yuki immediately ditched her father after finding Riko, who came to pick her up on purpose to avoid the unneeded case of Yuki being lost.
Haruto sighed. "Yuki has been growing more distant lately.. Could it be puberty..?"
Just then Haruto felt a rough pat on his back. It was Sōsuke, who was grinning in excitement.
"Yo! What are you looking so gloomy about, Haruto?" Sōsuke grinned.
"Sōsuke. Don't be so rough with Haruto." Yūsei appeared next to Sōsuke, softly reprimanding the latter.
Although, the victim, Haruto only grins. "You guys are here for your children, eh?"
"'course! Mine will be sitting this one out on the bench though." Sōsuke spoke.
"She will also be contributing greatly to the match, Sōsuke." Yūsei countered. "Didn't you say that her eyes are one of the bests?"
"Sure she is!" Sōsuke confirmed it proudly. "My daughter is the best!"
"Yuki won't lose!" Haruto chimed in. "Yuki is an awesome player and she makes an amazing manager as well!"
Before it escalated, Yūsei steps in between the two baka-fathers. "Okay, let's go you two. The match is starting soon. We better find good seats."
So the three went off peacefully.
Yūsei honestly can't understand the hostility for whose daughters are best. All he has is a son. Why can't they just stop at both daughters are great?
Seirin's Locker Room..
"Everyone is ready, right." Riko stated than asked. The firm looks on the guys further confirmed Riko's statement.
'Uwahh... They look scary somehow.. Rather, Kagami's brows are even more pointy than ever..' Yuki inwardly sweat dropped.
"Only 3 out the 4 schools will be going to the Inter-High!" Riko reminded. "Koganei-kun had said it before, it doesn't seem difficult at first glance."
"However."
To Yuki's confusion, Izuki and Mitobe took hold each of Koganei's arms, rendering him immobile as everyone else step aside.
A second later, Riko's trusty harisen appeared on her hand, and Koganei knows what to come. So does Yuki.
*THWACK*
A red mark appears on Koganei's cheek where Riko slapped it.
Yuki cringed. 'That must hurt..'
Done with what she set out to do, Riko tossed the harisen to the side, and Yuki caught it easily, though she didn't know what to do with it.
Whatever Koganei had said must have annoyed Riko, and it's likely happened when Yuki took all those days off.
"If you think we can lose one because it's a league game, we're finished!" Riko shouted, while Koganei appeared with tears in his eyes.
"Why me?" He muttered pitifully.
An example is a must, perhaps that's the case here?
"What's important is now!" Riko cried then put out her hand forward. "We will definitely win this game!"
"Seirin... Fight!"
"Ou!"
And so, they all entered the court, all in their school uniforms but Yuki. This fact made her more noticeable, but since she is the manager, no one put much thoughts into it.
Kagami put down his bag, and he notices that the man he was most waiting for isn't on court.
"Ano." Kagami called a Tōō player with a bleached hair. "Is Aomine not here?"
"He's late." The player replied, looking annoyed and angry himself. "That self-centred bastard is."
This took Kagami and Kuroko by surprise. The fact that one of their regulars is late is clearly saying that Seirin is not good enough of an opponent.
"Sorry." Another Tōō player with spectacle chimed in with his Kansai accent. "We're actually in a bind without him, too."
"He said he'd be here around second half." He continued. "I guess you could call us the opening act. Please go easy on us."
Yuki blinks in confusion on the bench and turned to Riko. "One of their players isn't here yet?"
Riko looks incredulous. "Haa? Didn't you notice? It's Aomine-kun!"
However, Yuki's face didn't show any recognition on the name mentioned, instead her brows creased even more. "Who's that?" She asked dumbly.
Riko could only stared blankly at Yuki, who is still showing no sign of recognition. "Yuki..." She began slowly, taking hold of Yuki's shoulders. "Just how hard did you hit your head?"
Yuki blinked. "It shouldn't be anything harmful according to the doctor at the hospital Riko-nee recommended..?"
As Riko doesn't know what else to say, she lets go of Yuki and turned to observe the match instead.
This makes Yuki frowns. 'I know I forgot something when I hit my head.. but I can't exactly tell what..!'
Perhaps, that 'Aomine-kun' is something, or rather someone she forgot? But why doesn't it seem right?
While Yuki's mind is still riddled with thoughts of 'Aomine-kun', the match started. Yuki immediately throws her thoughts aside, and focus on the match instead.
Someone once told her, that what you see isn't all you see, and while you should focus on what you see, you can't abandon the chances of something unforeseen to come, also, you have to properly handle what's there and still have plans for the latter.
Long story short, one can never be too cautious, but rather than just caution, one should also exercise proper action.
Anyway, this 'Aomine-kun' failed the most basic court's regulation of being on time, and Yuki's principle of never underestimating your opponents.
Tip off.
The ball is thrown high, and Kagami reached it first. He tapped it to Izuki, but the spectacled Tōō player caught it before it even reached Izuki.
Hyuuga quickly followed and blocked the glasses-guy, but he anticipated this and threw the ball backwards.
To the brunette who bumped into Yuki when she was lost somewhere near Tōō Gakuen, and like Yuki had expected of his skills, the brunette shot a 3-pointer into the basket. In one quick movement.
Yuki narrowed her eyes. That spectacled Tōō player wore the number 4, he is the Captain. It's Imayoshi Shōichi.
She read some of Riko's researches on Tōō, including the regulars names and skills descriptions. Though she didn't finish reading them all.
The brunette is Sakurai Ryō. The 3-pointer Shooting Guard that apologised too much with severe lack of confidence.
"Calling yourselves the opening act was evil." Hyuuga commented for Imayoshi to hear.
"What? I wasn't lying." Imayoshi responded with a smile. "You'll know when Aomine gets here."
"We're cute little kids compared to him."
"I told you, we're just the opening act." He continued, his confidence brimming.
Yuki earned a tick mark on her forehead at that. What confidence. She would love nothing more but to wipe that grin off his face.
What's worse, since her father is here, Yuki can't even acted like how she did at Seirin-Seiho match, lest she got the mountain-tag game.
Nonetheless, it's a fact that Seirin is losing even without Aomine on court.
Back at the bench, Furihata gasped after looking at the paper on his hand. "As expected.."
"What is it, Furihata?" Kawahara asked curiously, peeking at the paper.
"Tōō's preliminary tournament scores." Furihata responded, letting Kawahara see it better.
"108 to 91, 151 to 72, 131 to 81." His voice raised with every scores he read. "That's amazing..! They're all 100 point games!" Kawahara noted.
Yuki frowned at that. "They're an offensive team, eh..."
"Yes." Riko confirmed. "They're basically the opposite of Seiho."
The crowds' roar shifted their attention towards the court, where Sakurai made another 3-pointer passing Hyuuga's mark.
Hyuuga is essentially ticked off, as the brunette made another apology before making his shot.
'Damn it..! I can't block him!" Hyuuga cursed inwardly. 'He's shooting while jumping..! Rather, if you're going to apologise, don't shoot in the first place!'
'Uwahh... Hyuuga-nii looks annoyed.. I understand why though.. His continuous apologies even annoys me back then..' Yuki paused, frowning. 'Back then...? Now that I think of it.. His quick release... It reminds me of someone..'
Yuki snapped and glanced around the bleachers, searching for her father and the other ojis. Her father said they're here for a reason. Yuki's eyes then landed on one particular brunette sitting in between her father and Sōsuke.
"Yūsei-oji..." Yuki muttered in realisation. 'Sakurai-san is Yūsei-oji's son!'
'Urgh. Why didn't I realise it sooner?!'
'Does that mean Satsu-nee is Sōsuke-oji's daughter?' Yuki grimaced.
Momoi is the one that cooks those horrible meals? She sure doesn't look like it.. Hell, Momoi looks nothing like Sōsuke!
Perhaps Yuki needs to see the proof first before believing that the Beauty and the Beast is related.
Anyway, she should put those thoughts on hold. The match is first. Yuki keeps on getting distracted at the unexpected facts thrown at her face that she can't really focus.
Yuki slapped her cheeks rather hard, making her winced as her cheeks reddened. "..Owie.."
"You idiot! Why would you do that?!" Riko screeched, horrified.
"No reason.. I just need to focus.." Yuki muttered weakly as Riko sighed.
Deep down, Riko knows that the girl has a rather weird sense of things, she understands stuffs differently, and at times, it feels like they're not looking at the same world.
Yuki is different, and it pains Riko to admit that. Because being different, means having less people who truly understands, and even less people who actually stays.
"It suits you, Riko-nee."
Those words continue to haunt Riko even to these days. That night, when one foot of the tower's four feet crumbled, following the the first feet that had just fallen.
As of now, the tower that is known as Shiroma Petit Yuki is managing with only two unbreakable feet, one indefinitely broken feet, and one feet in the middle of fixing.
"Riko-nee?" Yuki called, jerking Riko's out of her stupor. "What's wrong? You looked...sad.." Yuki frowned in worry.
"N-Nothing! You are imagining it, Yuki!" Riko nervously dismissed Yuki's worry. "A-Anyway, how's the match? What did you discover?"
Of course, Yuki doesn't buy Riko's explanation. She knows something was obviously going through her mind. Even so, like Riko said, it's now the time for the match.
If Yuki, and even Riko can't get their heads into the match while the guys are passionately struggling against their powerful opponents, their chances of winning would only dived deeper.
"...The match.. Tōō is an individualised team.. For better or worse, there's no coordination but the uses of prominent individual skills." Yuki spoke in apparent distaste. "Simply put, they're not even a team."
Riko's gaze hardened. "I see.. I realised that when I researched their team, but I didn't expect them to overpower us this hard without Aomine-kun.."
It's obvious that Tōō regulars are strong, but something is weird with how they move. Like someone is giving them orders from above, like a game of chess.
Who is behind this all? The Coach? He doesn't look like it, rather, what's with that seaweed-like hair?
Yuki squinted, she knows she overlooked a key point here. Yuki ran her eyes through the court, and that's when she notices, a pair of keen eyes that had been drilled into the match since it begins - Momoi Satsuki's.
Meanwhile, on the court, Seirin is obviously struggling against Tōō. Hyuuga manages to score a 3-pointer past Sakurai's mark, who immediately deflated when called apologetic mushroom. Kagami also succeed in blocking Imayoshi's long pass to Tōō player number 6, Wakamatsu. Although, Kuroko initially tried jumping for it, and failed for the height is too much for him.
Kuroko even insisted he got it covered, only for Kagami to retort and give him a wake-up call. Insensitive, he was, but even Kagami noticed how Kuroko was acting differently today. He can only speculate that Aomine was the cause.
Having been rejected by his senpais, a certain blond is left alone to watch Seirin-Tōō match. His dazzling good looks did little to no effects at persuading his senpais.
"Arya.. I'm late again.. and they're losing again." Kise commented from the upper bleacher. Then he notices someone was also watching the match standing like he is.
A green tuft which immediately gives off his identity.
"Midorimacchi."
The greenhead turned at his name, and jerked when he saw who called. "Kise?!" His pop-up surprise box set off. "How did you know it was me?"
Kise shrugged. "What are you, stupid?" He asked pointedly. "Those sunglasses are embarrassing, so please take them off, ssu."
"What..?" Midorima muttered in complete surprise. He didn't expect to be discovered so soon. It should have been a perfect disguise, according to that bizarre girl anyway.
Taking into account of Yuki's young age and naive personality, perhaps Midorima shouldn't put as much on her. Midorima is probably the guy who would lose a lot of cash at Casino without anyone trustworthy to guide him, that is, if he listens to anyone but Oha Asa.
"Moreover, what's with the box..?" Kise questioned, pointing at the conspicuous box - a small white carton box with a smiley yellow head on top of a spiral spring.
Midorima doesn't even falter as he answer. "It's today's lucky item, obviously."
Kise should have expected that, what's with being in the same team with the eccentric greenette for 2 years long.
"Is that it?" Kise sighed in defeat, like he expected this situation. "You told everyone you didn't want to see the game, but you came anyway?"
"Don't just say that!" Midorima retorted, albeit desperately. "I just happened to be in the area!"
"Isn't your house the opposite direction from here?" Kise more like stated than asked. It's a fact that Midorima can't deny, so he ended it at that.
"So how's the game?"
"Nothing special." Midorima took off his sunglasses and put on his usual spectacle. "It's not even worth talking. Aomine doesn't seem to be here, but even so they can barely keep up."
"Aominecchi's not here?" Kise echoed. "Maa.. those two just scored, they're just starting started."
Midorima didn't quite agree with that. "Have you forgotten, Kise? Tōō has Momoi as well."
Back at Seirin's bench, Yuki's eyes widened in recognition. 'That's it! It's Satsu-nee! She has an ability kind of similar to Riko-nee! Although... it seems to be more troublesome as it's helpful at games..'
"Riko-nee.." Yuki called, as Riko inquired her to continue. "Does Satsu-nee strike you as a different kind of manager?"
Yuki's statement confused Riko, and she is not sure how to reply. "What do you mean?"
Yuki frowns. "I might be thinking too much.. but I feel like someone is telling our opponents where to move and what reactions to expect.."
That sentence is enough to have Riko's eyes widened like a saucer, and she turned to the court in shock. 'Now that Yuki said it... Their movements are different than how our previous opponents did! I thought it was just because they were strong and experienced, but they actually know our movements!'
As if to further prove her findings, Kagami's one-man alley-oop he played on the previous matches is easily foiled by the Tōō players.
"..We must have been researched.. likely by that girl.." Riko concluded wryly. "..Momoi's real identity is that of an information gathering specialist. In another word... she's an intelligence agent."
"What to do, Riko-nee..?" Yuki questioned, for one, she didn't do the research on Tōō, so she is less informed than Riko is.
Riko smirks in return, as if to combat Yuki's worry. "It'll be fine, Yuki. Don't I research Tōō in your place?"
One after another, Seirin's attacks are being effectively blocked by Tōō, and it's clear that the bench players are restless. Not Riko, though.
"We'll keep playing like this." Riko stated confidently, surprising all members present on the bench. "No matter how accurate their information is, it's the things of the past."
"Humans grow." Riko continued. "Don't act like you understand when you don't even realise that!"
Even when Riko is confident, Yuki is still restless. She can't shake off the feeling that there's more to Momoi than just present datas.
And like Yuki's suspicion, Hyuuga's new dribbling pattern was discovered in his first try, and they are forced to change plans but rely on one certain unexpected blind point who could ease Yuki's anxiety - Kuroko.
"Not even with a woman's intuition." Riko commented from the sidelines, looking proud.
It seems the one that can throws Momoi's data off balance had and will always be Kuroko Tetsuya alone.
'Mou.. I can never read him like always..' Momoi sighed inwardly, dejected.
"Sheesh.. this isn't going to be easy.." Tōō's Coach, Harasawa Katsunori, commented.
"It's all right. I thought this might happen." Momoi chimed in, not losing confidence. 'But that's why I love Tetsu-kun!'
1st Quarter Ends
Tōō [25] - Seirin [21]
As the players rested, they are briefed by their Coach and Manager. Tōō told the team to expect Kuroko and Kagami combination plays on the 2nd Quarter, while Riko told the two that they're the only one who can counter Momoi.
"Urgh.." Yuki grunted. "I should have done more researches on Tōō..."
Yuki mentally berated herself. If only she wasn't heavily distracted by what's to come, she would have more methods to help Seirin counter Tōō and Momoi's data. But she didn't. Because she was too taken by her curiosity.
"Give them Hell, rookies!" Riko shouted as the buzzer blared, signalling the start of the 2nd Quarter.
At the 2nd Quarter, Kagami's and Kuroko's combi-plays fare better as there's little datas on the two. However, troubles are bound to come when only two of five players is heavily relied on.
Riko, as well as Yuki, recognised the state of emergency on Kagami's legs. Riko quickly takes a counter-measure, and subs Koganei in for Kagami. Of course, Kagami complained, but he can't deny the pains he felt when he landed.
The crowds complained, and one even goes as far as uttering insult at Riko. "Schools without proper Coach just can't cut it!" Which earned Yuki's immediate chilling rage.
"..Who said that..." She muttered dangerously, her tone low and promising pains. "..Who dares to say such impudence without the rights to speak..."
Everyone hurriedly scurried off in horror, only Riko stays as she gently pats Yuki's back. "It's okay, Yuki. Don't mind it. We have something more important at hands."
Thankfully, Riko's soothing voice calms Yuki, and Kagami is subbed in. "Your injured legs, haven't fully healed yet, have they?"
As only Riko and Yuki who noticed this, Koganei did when Riko told him to enter the court, the rest bench players gasped in surprise.
"I'm fine..!" Kagami replied persistently. "I'm totally.."
Riko knows her players are mostly stubborn, blockhead, even more, Kagami, so she took out the first-aid-kit instead. "You're not sick and there's nothing wrong with you, so I won't tell you not to play."
"For now, I'm going to tape your legs. Take off your shoes." Riko spoke, not letting him complain.
"About that, Riko-nee?" Yuki cut in. "Can I do it instead? You can watch the match, I will tape Kagami."
Riko blinks. She surely didn't expect Yuki to volunteer, which is true. Yuki wouldn't if it's not for the fact that her curiosity and lie led the team here. Yuki failing to do her responsibility created this situation. There might not be much Yuki could do, but she should still be able to do something if she actually attended practice. But she didn't.
"I don't mind.." Riko replied, and Yuki stood up from her seat towards Kagami, who was as baffled.
"..Did you hit your head hard, Yuki?" Kagami asked in bewilderment and Yuki snaps. Why did everyone think that way, anyway?
"What makes you say that." Yuki scowled. "Just shut up and let me tape you."
Kagami didn't ask anything else after that, nor did he say anything else. Yuki is on edge today, and the reason is no one else but herself. She's gotten herself distracted, and now she is helpless in face of Tōō.
Yuki has never been more vulnerable today than that day, and she hates herself for it.
Without Kagami, Seirin can't play nearly as good. With the Second Years' movements known, and only non-scorer Kuroko on the court and no other scorer, Seirin is in a pinch as the score gap is getting wider.
"I'm done, Riko-nee. Kagami can go now." Yuki spoke as she stood up from the floor.
Riko nodded in acknowledgement. "You can go." She confirmed.
"Thanks." Kagami muttered to Yuki, who only shrugged.
"..I'm sorry." That halted Kagami on his tracks, and he turned at the voice's owner. "Truth is, I don't want to send out an injured player. But we can't win without you."
"We've been calling it a team play, but it's actually a style someone taught me." Riko continued, while Kagami wondered loud who this someone is. "I'm not strong enough to draw out everyone's full potential, so I have to rely on you even though you're injured.."
Yuki can detects the same helplessness in Riko's voice, the same emotion she is feeling now. And it annoys her she can't even run out on court and play. As a girl, she can only stands on the sidelines. Her gender never bothered her more than the fact that she can't stand on the same court as her teammates.
"My own weakness pisses me off..!" Riko frowned sadly.
The insensitive Kagami couldn't find gentlemanly words to say, so he goes Kagami-style. "What's with that? It's isn't like you." Bewildering Riko. "You make practice menus, you scout, you give us instructions from the bench, and even massage and tape us. If anything, you do too much."
"You're the Coach. You've got to at least come prepared during games."
Kagami turned awkwardly. "I mean, sending me off with an apology hardly amps me up."
Not long after Kagami said that, Yuki approached him wordlessly, pulled him towards the bench and left him there as she climbed on the bench and stood on it.
*SLAP*
Two red palm marks are now present on Kagami's cheeks. Kagami has no word to say, nor does the other Seirin. Yuki then jumped off the bench and walked off to sit at the bench farthest from where Kagami is standing.
"...W...What just happened?!" Kagami roared, now feeling the searing pains on his two cheeks.
Yuki blinks innocently, batting her eyelashes. "What? Didn't you say that apology hardly amps you up? I did just the thing."
"Slapping me is how you did it?! How did you even come up with it?!" Kagami questioned in rage.
Yuki frowned. "Aren't you fired up now? That works just fine then." To which Kagami blinked for a while before he grinned.
"Osu!" He cheered.
Riko stood dumbly, not knowing what to say. Yuki's sudden actions never fail to surprise her, it had always been the most unexpected yet most effective ones.
"That's it. Show some spirits." An arm slung over Kagami's shoulder, surprising him and alerting Yuki and the rest of the intruder's presence. "So you can entertain me even a little."
Kagami growled. "Teme, Aomine!"
Yuki perks up at the name. Aomine as in Aomine-kun? He is that late player?
"You're finally here, honestly.." Imayoshi sighed. "Hurry up and get ready so you can play!"
"Eh? But you're winning." Aomine lazily remarked. "There's only one minute left in the 2nd Quarter anyway."
That voice.. Where have Yuki heard it before?
Coach Harasawa smiles. "You can't. You have to play."
"Fine." He threw his jacket to Momoi. "Ja. Let's go."
The way he interacts with Momoi, the conflicting air he carried, and his seemingly harsh demeanour..
"Okay, look here little girl. What did you just called me?" A tanned man asked in a low, gruff tone. His features sharp and his figures muscly.
"...Ganguro-san?"
Author's note:
So yeah, how is it?
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