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"" - speech
italics - memory
[ ] - thoughts
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Miyuki Kazuya
"Take a seat anywhere you'd like, except for the couch." Nami sat down on her favorite chair as her nausea began to slowly numb away, brushing the hair off of Himon's face. He snoozed silently with a satisfied expression. Kazuya ended up opting the chair near hers. "Maria, bring the first-aid kit."
"Understood."
Nami faced him, holding his face carefully. She examined the wounds on his face with a small frown. "Does it hurt a little?"
He shrugged. "It stings, but nothing that I can't handle."
Her fingers lingered over his skin as her mind whirred absentmindedly.
[This Kazuya is still young. He is different and yet... It makes me hate myself for comparing the two in the first place. The future will never be set. The future has already changed, but if it didn't, then will I die again when I'm 22?]
"Who are you looking at? Who are you looking for?" Kazuya muttered. Her eyes snapped in focus, locking with his in confusion. He clearly saw the strange mixture of nostalgia, affection, and despair in her distracted gaze.
"No one..."
He shook his head. "Don't lie."
[There's already a problem. Does he know - that I keep seeing him as someone else...?]
[No... That's not possible.]
She finally answered. "You. I'm looking at you - the you right now."
"Me...?" His eyes narrowed. His voice soft but firm. "Then why do you look at me like that?"
Her mind slowly went blank. "I don't know..." The injury from the baseball began to take a hold of her attention span.
[How do I look at him...? Do I look at him as he is or as he was?]
She then dropped her hands on her lap. "Perhaps, it's because I realized that the reflection of a person is hard to separate from the actual person."
[I just need to try harder. I have to drill into my head that he is not my Kazuya; instead, he is the true Kazuya in this life.]
"What do you mean?" He fixed his glasses.
She shook her head guiltily. "It's nothing of importance. I'm just being silly right now."
He was about to say something else, but Sebastian interrupted the two. "Nami-sama, it is time for dinner. Would you like to eat in the living room?"
"No, it's fine. We'll head over to the dining room. I'll wake Himon myself, so just prepare the table."
"Of course. It shall be done."
"You can go on ahead." Nami briefly smiled at Kazuya, encouraging him to follow Sebastian to the dining room. "We'll take care of your wounds after dinner." He nodded before lingering just outside the entrance of the dining room. He took the time to watch her wake up her cousin.
"Himon, wake up. It's time to eat dinner."
Himon turned to the other side, making noises of disapproval.
"If you don't eat, then you won't be able to eat until breakfast. Plus, you have to start school soon with me, so you'll need to gain some strength before then."
"Nami-nee, I want to sleep a little longer."
"No, you won't be able to sleep at night."
"Fine..." He grudgingly stood up, holding onto her hand. "What are we having for dinner?"
"Let's go find out, shall we?" Laughing lightly, she ruffled his hair. "Ah, today, we have a guest. He's my guest, so treat him with respect. But then again... I suppose I won't have to worry about that though."
[Since Himon is naturally polite and respectful to those who deserve it.]
"By the way, Nami-nee..." Himon shyly looked up at her. "Why is your forehead dark?"
Her smile disappeared. "Is it getting that bad?"
"It's just a little red, but don't worry! Nami-nee looks fine either way." His expression turned bright.
"I don't know if I should take that as a compliment or as an insult. I guess it doesn't matter." She muttered to herself.
After Kazuya introduced himself to the two, they quickly finished eating their dinner together. Once that was over, she then sat down at the living room with Kazuya. Maria had already placed the first-aid kit on top of the living room table.
"The dinner was really good."
"It's thanks to Sebastian. He's an amazing cook. Hopefully, I can reach his level one day." Her eyes sparkled.
She then turned towards him, holding his cheek with one hand and disinfecting his wounds with another. She was so focused that she heard and saw nothing but his injuries. Once she found that she disinfected them all, her lips widened into a satisfied grin.
"Now I just need to bandage them and you'll be set!" It was as if she used to do this every single day. Her fingers were nimble and fast, working with the bandages to wrap and cover his wounds easily.
"Nami-sama. We will now take him home and will later give him our address promptly, so that he can visit you later. Since we have your schedule, we will work with him to find the most appropriate date and time to meet again." Sebastian walked up to the two and asked. "Is that acceptable to you?"
"Yes. I will leave it to you then." She gave him a firm nod.
"As for myself, I think I will go shower and sleep. I never realized how exhausted I was until now..." She rubbed her eyes, briefly noting that her head did feel a little fuzzy. Most likely, a good night's sleep would help her tremendously.
"Have a wonderful night, Miyuki-kun. I look forward to seeing you next week." She gave a short polite bow, subtly practicing the proper etiquette of a lady, despite her ruthless behavior towards Kazuya's harassers from earlier.
"Yeah, I'll see you then." He waved casually to her before following the older man.
As Nami watched Sebastian and Kazuya walk out of the house, she stared at the closing door, already looking forward to the future.
At this very moment, she then strode towards her room with relief and warmth lingering in her heart.
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