"Good Job, Nii-sama," Elsie congratulated her brother, "You should go back to school."
"Alright," he glanced at the KOd girl in the boat before pulling out his PFP.
He switched it on… and on… and on… and on and on and on…
It was no use. He had been in the rain way too long that his PFP had suffered water damage. He grumbled and stuffed it in his pocket. At least he had one in his school bag...
"Woah!" Elsie was impressed. She'd never seen her brother run so eagerly to school. Heck, he was out of sight before she could even blink.
"Elysia-san…" Elsie turned back, "Can I begin now?"
"Eeeh… You don't have to ask that every time, you know!?" She sighed. Irene was way more competent than Elsie, yet the former always waited for permission.
As Irene sat down next to the unconscious girl and started fiddling with her lemon yellow hogoromo. Elsie crouched down next to her and noted the silver, pen-like, device that was next to her.
"Irene-saan… did you always have this? I don't remember this…" she held up the pen. Irene automatically became fearful.
"Please put it down, Elysia-san…" she complied, "though you're right… I recently had this made… It matches a device from my favourite movie."
"Aaah!" Elsie got distracted from her previous instructions, and picked it up again, "what movie? How does this work!?" Irene's eyes widened as she noticed Elsie's hand approaching the button. She quickly covered her eyes with her hogoromo and a bright flash lit up the upper deck of the Akanemaru for the second time.
"Whaaaah!" Elsie fell back, her eyes definitely disorientated.
"Elysia-san… please refrain from touching my things," Elsie may have been nodding, but her head wasn't working quite right, "though if you must know, this just knocks humans unconscious so I can erase their memories."
Irene began work then… quickly locking into the girl's brain, all the while, keeping an eye out on how much energy she had to expend in the alteration of her memories… The power shortage in hell was a real bitch sometimes.
She couldn't help but hate Elsie's buddy… the guy always created memories that took the most amount of energy to remove… Still, she noted, as she glanced at the orange shark that was trapped in the confinement jar... that must be the sixth loose spirit Elsie's buddy has removed since April… What he does do definitely works…
Irene sighed… she'd only been in the memory alteration team for a year now, but she was really good at her job, so she always had to remove the memories that Elsie's buddy was responsible for. Each time, it was the same…
Meeting… friendship… boom… there's the kiss!
Honestly, she didn't even know why she had to remove those girl's memories… The loose spirit usually removed any memories of its existence when it left. It's because of the method that guy uses… If the girl's remembered him, they'd all still love him, which would make it a problem when he had to remove a spirit from another girl…
Still… she wasn't sure if it would be amusing or scary to imagine Elsie's buddy constantly being chased by girls… especially if they remembered that he had kissed them in the first place…
"Ireeene-saaan!" Elsie whined. She had snapped out of her stupor a bit, "Are you done yet?"
Irene's face turned a light pink. She'd been too busy thinking to even start editing those memories. She quickly brought up the memory interface up on her hogoromo.
That was one think Irene appreciated… everyone's interface was a little bit different… this particular girl had an inky-black background, where her memories were like little shiny stars that had to be touched to be brought out and viewed… It was simple, but nice to look at.
"So… for how long has this girl had a loose spirit?"
"Last week Monday… although the memories you'll need to remove started this Monday…" Irene blanched.
"So you're saying that for one week, you didn't do anything about the spirit?" Elsie pushed her forefingers against each other and looked away.
"Nii-sama refused to take her route…" her lips pursed, "it wasn't my fault…"
"Still… in that time, the loose spirit within her must have gotten quite strong…"
"Not reeaaally…" Elsie picked up her confinement jar, "it was really easy to capture it…"
"Really?" Irene took the jar out of Elsie's hands, "It kind of looks like a level three spirit…"
"That can't be right," Elsie snatched it back, "it didn't resist at all…"
"Maybe it didn't want to stay inside that girl anymore…" Irene laughed at her joke, but Elsie actually took it seriously. She started muttering and squeezing her own pink hogoromo.
Irene just left her to that and turned back to those girl's memories. She had a decent amount of memories from Monday, so she'd get nowhere at this pace… How do you bring the search bar, again?
She tapped the top of her hogoromo screen, and it appeared.
"Elysia-san…" Elsie turned around, "What's the name of your buddy, again?"
"Keima Katsuragi… though Chihiro-san calls him Otamega…"
"O-ta-me-ga," she said out loud as she typed it in. When it searched, all her other memories darkened, and the ones in question grew brighter. She skimmed through the dates on those memories…
Strange… only three of them were within the allotted dates…
Usually, the first memory was inconsequential, so she ignored that.
Irene touched the second block, which was based on the first Tuesday… the two of them were fighting. That was probably fine to leave like that… She left it like that.
She touched the third memory, and a scene from within that girl's brain started playing… She was kind of annoyed the part of the girl's fringe that appeared in her vision, but she forced herself to pay attention to what was happening.
That girl and Elsie's buddy were cleaning some classroom…
Alright… she just needed to edit out the guy… simple enough… but with who?
Irene watched the scene absently.
She then suddenly blushed when the girl pulled Katsuragi on her lap. She could feel the hogoroma grow warmer, and pulse, almost like it had a heartbeat…
She quickly glanced at the date on the internal footage… this was on the second Monday…
This wasn't the first time her hogoroma had done this, but it just seemed weird. The girls' Elsie dealt with only loved her buddy about one day before it ended…
It was early, right? And the last time they talked, they were fighting…
She quickly switched back to the previous memory and saw it through completely, and just like before, her hogoromo was pulsing… especially in the middle…
'Worried… what were you worried about?'
Irene had a very good idea where this was going… Still, hoping otherwise, she finally tried the first memory…
'Not at all! That real girl… There's absolutely no way I would even be concerned about her!'
And suddenly, she felt a wave of pity towards this girl she didn't know…
"Irene-saaan…" she quickly shut the memory, "look… it can talk…"
"What can talk?"
"The loose spirit…" in Elsie had her hogoromo positioned over the loose spirit, and lines of Hellish were coming into it, "apparently… it's a he…"
"How did you even do that!?" Irene shouted. Elsie shrugged… the hogoromo can do lots of stuff, and honestly, she couldn't even remember what she did. Irene wasn't in the mood… she had to deal with that girl's memories first.
"Why don't you see why it didn't try escaping?" Elsie did that instead, so Irene was left with that girl.
She quickly searched Katsuragi in her head, and found a couple more memories, all based around the past four days.
Trying to edit all these are bound to end up in disaster… she should just delete them all and put some random stuff in its place. That's what she did… one by one, she deleted all the memories, cringing more and more at each one...
No! She shook her head. The way he was treating her was way worse… her forgetting it all would be better for her…
GNNNNNNH! The shaking of her hogoromo surprised her. There was an abnormality…
This one memory just refused to delete. In fact, it just refused to open at all, like it had been locked.
Humans can't lock their memories away, so what was this? Could it have been that the loose spirit did this?
"Ireeene-saan," Elsie's voice broke her thoughts, "I found out why it let itself get captured so easily…"
"Why was that?" she turned around… she needed to find out what was wrong with that memory anyway…
"He's been using his powers overtime, so he was exhausted…"
"Oh… so what powers does he have?" All that came were a couple of ellipses… He didn't intend on replying.
"Fine… does he have something to do with that locked memory?" No reply… Elsie picked up her hogoromo, and by the looks of it, the loose spirit was pouting and folding its fins.
"What's the locked memory?" Elsie piped up.
"I can't view it or delete it, and it's dated back to yesterday, so it is something important…"
A loud tapping sound came, so Elsie quickly returned her hogoromo.
'What are you doing to Chihiro?'
"Nothing that concerns you… we're just returning her life to normal…"
'You new demons know shit… Having a snapback does nothing…'
Irene clutched her hands into a fist so hard that her orange hair quivered.
"You loose spirits just upset the balance of the world unnecessarily… Now unlock that memory so I can get rid if it…"
'Fat chance… You've already removed every fun memory she's had all week…'
"Why are you even doing this?"
'I…' the feed stopped for a few second, before continuing, 'I may have said it in jest, but I keep my promises… I'm not letting you get rid of that…'
"What are you even talking about!?" Elsie wailed. Why was she being left out? Not that it stopped her from being ignored anyway.
"Why are you so hell-bent on helping this girl?"
'Because she's a nice person… and I said I'd make it up to her, but I made it worse…'
"What's even−" her voice cut as more came out.
'She's endured his weird plans and gripes all week, and she finally did something that made her happy… You're not taking it…'
"Was it the kiss!?" Elsie said, but that quietened the whole conversation, "that's how Nii-sama finishes his conquests, after all…"
Irene pulled up Chihiro's memories again, but it wasn't as Elsie said. The particular memory, from less than half an hour ago, was accessible, and easy to delete. That's what she did, in fact…
"It's not that…" the loose spirit had nothing to input.
"Maybe you're over thinking it, Irene-san… If it was something important, Kami-nii-sama would have warned me."
"Fine… so I just remove everything else… and put some generic memories in its place?"
"Of course…" Irene cast a glare at the container, but the loose spirit seemed to have gone to sleep.
Irene continued as she usually would, but her thoughts went back to that unviewable memory… She hoped the contents weren't too worrisome, because it would just make all her work here completely pointless…
"Irene-san…"
"What!?" she turned back angrily.
Do you want some tea?" Elsie pulled out a thermos out of nowhere.
"Alright, why not?" Elsie poured out some for her in the lid. As she was leaning forward, the glass slipped, straight onto Irene's hogoromo, and Chihiro's head.
"Waaaah! Hot! Hot! Hot!"
Chihiro shot up, and Irene quickly snatched her hogoromo and hid herself.
"Did you just pour tea on my head?" Chihiro rubbed her hair, both wet from the rain and the tea.
"It was a mistaaaake," Elsie shook her hands, "you just passed out, so I poured you some tea…"
Chihiro took a deep breath to stop herself from making a sarcastic remark on how stupid giving tea to a unconscious person was…
She passed out?
"Oh, it's a Monkey's Wedding…" she noted. Still, despite the bright sun, some rain still fell.
"Monkey's Wedding?"
"Don't worry about that… we should probably to school… Do you know what the time is?"
"Oh… it's ten-past-eight…"
"We're late!" Chihiro got up and dusted her slightly wet skirt. Unknown to her eyes, the invisible Irene tapped Elsie's arm.
"Actually, you can go ahead, Chihiro-san… I'll catch up soon…"
"If you say so…" Chihiro gave her one last look before running towards the school… Even in sprint mode, it was at least ten minutes away…
"Elysia-san… one last thing before you go…" Elsie nodded, "you should keep an eye out on her…"
"Why… did something happen with her memories? Other than that irremovable one…"
"Well, she got up really fast, so I couldn't account for her whole time… But that isn't it… You have to make sure that girl doesn't make friends with your buddy?"
"Why?"
Irene scratched her hair. It really wasn't in her place to tell. Analogies work just as well.
"She's sick, and contagious… you should protect your buddy from her…"
"Chihiro-san is… sick?" Irene coughed.
"Yeah… you might not see it now, but she may get worse… it's for both of their sakes…"
"But… won't I get sick?"
"Idio− I mean demons… don't catch colds. So can I trust you… to protect your human allies?"
"Of course," Elsie gave her a solute, "I'll do my best…"
"Alright, that's all I had to say… I'll take the loose spirit back to Hell…" Elsie lifted off the ground.
"Thanks, Irene-san… I'll do my best for my friends…" Elsie flew away as well, leaving the rest to Irene.
Well, not that there was a lot left to do…
Still… Irene noted that Elsie had definitely grown since they were in school… To think she even could call humans her friends so easily…
With any luck, that Chihiro girl wouldn't be a problem… even if feelings exist outside memories, there's a definite link, and Irene had killed enough of those… even that last one… Elsie's tea probably made it murky…
Anything humans can't link to reality, they just write off as a dream anyway…
She collected her flash out light, energy canister, and loose spirit before heading back to Hell… she could go for a break now… She'd send someone to deal with Yuuta-kun, and the rest of Chihiro's friends later…
At school, everything was as it should be; Chihiro was yawning at her desk, Keima was playing a game on his new PFP and Elsie was watching Chihiro through the corner of her eyes.
Could Chihiro really be sick? Considering she's been out in the rain, it is possible…
Chihiro sneezed. Was someone thinking about her?
"Sensei!" Elsie stood up and picked her hand, "I think Chihiro-san is sick."
Chihiro blushed as Takahashi-sensei turned to her.
"Are you feeling alright?" he asked her. She was about to nod, when she realised that Elsie had basically handed her a 'get-out-of-class-free' card… Lucky!
"Umm… It's just a little fever…" she replied, coughing a little for effect. It would be good for her if she could go to the Nurse's office and just sleep. She was a little tired…
"You better go to the Nurse's office," Chihiro fist pumped in her head, "do you want anyone to come with you?"
"It's alright… I'm not dizzy…"
Elsie was satisfied as Chihiro went to the nurse's office. She'd feel better after that, so Elsie wouldn't need to worry about Chihiro being contagious anymore.
Class went on as normal. Halfway through Japanese History, Keima got booted out of class, and his PFP confiscated… Nikaido-sensei was even stricter than the other teachers when it came to those PFPs…
Still, Keima had backups, so it was fine. He'd even pulled out the game cartridge, so he could continue Kimiko's route anyway. Man, she was such a cutie… he just couldn't leave her alone.
He'd just play on the roof, where no one would annoy him.
However, he stopped, when he noticed a familiar face through a window…
Chihiro… his last conquest, which he finished four hours ago…
Keima slapped his head for stopping, before continuing; determinedly looking at his screen, not thinking about Chihiro's sleeping face…
God, she was such an annoying girl… she had him chasing the wrong route all week before explaining what was really bothering her, which took a grand total of fifteen minutes to chase out the spirit…
This is exactly why 2D girls were the best… they do what the code says… They go on the path of least resistance…
Still, he may have also been at fault for stubbornly sticking to the plan…
No! The plan is always best!
Keima loosened his death grip on his PFP and walked to the stairwell leading to the roof…
Still… what was up with that smile? Can paper even make someone that happy?
Keima stopped again, when a horrible thought came to his head. Because she forgot all about what happened, all those papers he gave her to prepare for her confession may make her suspicious… or worse… it'll jog her memories…
He'd better remind Elsie to get rid of all of those…
Still… Elsie wouldn't be able to get rid of a paper that was in Chihiro's pocket. That may be a big problem…
He backtracked to the Nurse's office and looked in. Chihiro had taken off her blazer and put it on the chair. And she was asleep…
Now is the best time to remove that paper, before it poses a problem…
He silently opened the door… while the other bed was occupied, the boy in there asleep as well… And the nurse wasn't in either...
Alright, this will be quick… take the paper and go…
He snuck in and quickly felt the pockets… He went for the fuller pocket.
Phone… pocket tissues… some white thing… the memo pad paper, folded in half…
This was what had induced that totally adorable smile…
He unfolded it.
Keima wasn't really sure what he was expecting, but it definitely wasn't tally marks…
There wasn't even a heading or any explanation…
Trust real girls to be so unorganised…
He flipped paper over.
"Put that down right now, or I'm waking her up…" a threatening whisper came behind Keima. Whoever had been in the other bed had woken up. Keima turned around stiffly.
"What were you doing with Kosaka-san's jacket?"
"I… uhh… I was…" Katsuragi nervously flattened his fringe. The boy scratched the bandage on his head.
"A-are you… Katsuragi?"
Keima's eyebrow went up.
"How do you know that?"
"The school president knows everything…" suddenly, his eyes got crafty, "Let me guess… you were going to slip a note in her pocket…"
"No… I was…" Keima dug his hands into his trouser pockets to put the folded note away, only to feel a sort, unfamiliar object. It was a stress ball, with an 'I' on it.
"Well, it's none of my business what you're doing here, but at least put all the stuff you pulled out back…" the president lifted himself to a sitting position, cringing slightly as he did it. Keima felt his face turn a little bit pinker. He turned back to the chair where he'd left the blazer and the few other things he'd pulled out.
"You're going to tell her, aren't you?"
"As much as I'd like to, I won't…" Keima sighed, "As long as you don't take anything of hers, I don't see the point…"
"Much appreciated, Prez…"
"More importantly, I have to say… you have guts handling that…"
"Handling what?"
"The white thingy…"
"Oh, this thing…" he picked it up, "I'm not sure what it is, but whatever…"
"Err… Then it's probably best that you don't know…" Keima snorted…
"I've played Eroge… there's nothing you can say to surprise me…"
"Really?"
"Yeah…"
"Then you know that thing is called a tamp−"
"Aagh!"
The particular object went flying, all the way to the President's lap…
"Put it back!" The Prez threw it back, leading to a twenty second long game of hot potato, instead of someone being smart and just putting it back into Chihiro's jacket.
"What are you guys doing?" Chihiro's clear voice cut into the slight yelping. Both boys froze, and the bullet-shaped object fell to the ground.
"We're putting it back, I swear!" the President waved his hands, but Chihiro wasn't looking at him.
"Alright… don't forget to put the ducks away as well…"
The two boys were dead still, as Chihiro turned over. In fact, she probably hadn't even woken up in the first place…
"Was… she sleep talking?" Keima asked, his ears a bright pink… almost identical to the other boy's.
"I don't know… All I know is that this exchange didn't happen… Just put that damn thing away…"
Keima took a deep breath once he had left the room…
Still, as bad as it was, the school president seemed to be a genuinely nice guy… not to mention, it would be for both of their good that Chihiro didn't know he was there… Yeah, he wouldn't tell…
At least the evidence was in his pocket now…
He reached into his pocket, but all he could feel was that stress ball. He felt everywhere else.
Damn! It's on the floor… inside the Nurse's office…
Far away, a shaggy dog howled. Keima chucked the ball hard against the wall in frustration.
"We should visit Chihiro," Ayumi said at lunch, unwrapping her Omelette-soba sandwich.
"Hmm… when I went to the bathroom, I noticed she was asleep…" Miyako added. That only made Ayumi's smile bigger.
"Then we should definitely visit her."
"Aren't you worried about getting sick?" Elsie asked, "What happened to your hand, Miyako-san?"
Miyako blushed. She looked at her bandaged right hand.
"Stuff happened… It should be fine soon enough…"
"Will you be able to run in the meet on Monday? Ayumi asked.
"With any luck… it's not like my wrist is twisted… it's just a bad scrape…"
"Was the bandage necessary then?"
"M-more importantly, weren't we going to see Chihiro?"
"Hell yeah… A sleeping Chihiro is hilarious!" Ayumi said, getting more and more excited by the thought.
"What does she do?"
"Heh… you'll see…"
When the three girls arrived, Chihiro was still asleep. Ayumi rubbed her hands gleefully.
"Oi, you know there's someone else here…" Miyako added, looking at the other bed, whose occupant waved. Ayumi wasn't going to be distracted, though.
"Chihiroo… Chihirooo…" Ayumi crouched by her head. Usually a few calls did the trick.
"Where's the fire, Ayumi?" Chihiro replied, her eyes not opening.
"There's no fire… there's just some homework you didn't do…"
"Get the unicorn… he'll save the forest…"
The other girls, who had piped down so they could listen to the conversation, were squeezing their lips shut so they didn't laugh. Even the School President had a smile on his face…
"Chihiro talks in her sleep," Ayumi explained, "and usually, it makes no sense…"
"Chihiro-saan… The unicorn is a little busy…" Elsie added.
"Fiine… get me my robe… I'll do it…"
They choked down Chihiro's perfectly serious answer.
"And no one get in my way, or you'll get your ass kicked!"
Maybe it was just the fact that Chihiro was talking just as normally as if she was awake, but she was particularly amusing…
"You guys should ask her something…"
"Chihiro… When will you wake up?" Miyako asked.
"Five more minutes, Mum…"
"How do you fit an elephant into the fridge?"
"I dunno… you just open the fridge and stuff it inside…"
"Can I ask too?" The girls turned around, to face the boy, "What? It looks like fun…"
"If there's a knight and a knave guarding two doors which'll lead you to your doom, or to safety, what would you ask them?"
All three girls' eyebrow rose at the complexity of the riddle.
"Where's the toilet?"
All four teenagers choked, before cracking up properly.
"I got one…" Ayumi lifted a finger, "who do you like?"
The laughter stopped.
"Otamega…"
Both Ayumi's and Elsie's head tilted to the side, and Miyako and the President held their breaths.
"Then there's also Gyuu-kun and Umiko… and I also like the Prez…"
Then, they started laughing again, with the President doing so more out of relief. Considering the shock on the other girls' faces, they probably didn't know that Chihiro's first answer had been right.
"Man, Chihiro likes everyone…" Miyako shook her head…
"Well, that is her subconscious speaking, so probably not…"
"I'm more surprised Chihiro knows who the school president even is…"
"Yeah, even during the Entrance Ceremony, he barely said anything…"
"Come on, I said plenty…" the girls stiffly looked up
"Y-you're the P-prez?" Ayumi stuttered out. The boy nodded, almost smugly.
"Quiet down, will you?" Chihiro's voice came again, more sleepy sounding than before. The other girls just shrugged it of, but Ayumi's face told it all… Chihiro was awake this time. Her voice was a lot more alert when she was asleep.
"What are you guys even doing here?"
"W-we came to see if you were better, Chihiro-san," the other two girls nodded.
"We were going to leave, but then we started talking with this guy, who's apparently the Prez…"
"I wasn't actually sick, you know… I was just really tired…"
"Oooh, because of th−" Miyako cut of her thoughts… she knew that the other three didn't link the last two weeks of rain to Chihiro… Still, it makes sense that she'd be exhausted from the Weiss…
She flexed her bandaged up hand… At least that's over… and finally, she's shut up…
"So how did you sleep?"
"Alright, I guess… I had a dream I was saving the world with a unicorn, but I got squished by an elephant I was stuffing in the fridge…"
"That's… normal…"
"Oh… so you say your dreams out loud…" Elsie inferred, the other two girls shot her warning looks, but she continued, oblivious, "you were telling us about the unicorn…"
"Was I talking in my sleep?"
"A little bit…"
Chihiro felt her face heat up. The first part of her dream was pretty weird, but the second half… she'd never admit to anyone… if she was awake…
"I'm going to get you guys…" Chihiro hid her embarrassment behind her rage.
"Run away!" Ayumi shouted before dragging Miyako and Elsie with her. The president just rolled his eyes as Chihiro started chasing after them in the corridor.
Still… Chihiro seemed much happier since when he last saw her… She seemed more animated and free today…
He had no clue what made that difference, but it may have had to do with the guy who was snooping through her blazer...
That was kind of adorable… how nervous he had gotten because he'd been caught… no matter how you thought about it, Katsuragi did seem to care about Chihiro… at least a little bit.
Yep… President Yuki Fuyuhara would have fun shipping those two… it would be easier than trying to face his own problems…
Meanwhile…
The school nurse was outside, enjoying a cigarette and the sun…
"Sensei…" she waved the student off. It didn't stop said student from continuing, "I tripped on this ball and cut my arm. Can I get bandages?"
"Just get from the nurse's office," she shrugged.
"But don't you need to disinfect it?" she showed the gash, which was pretty deep.
"There will be some disinfectant there," she blew some smoke, which the girl had to tilt to avoid getting a face full.
"Fine…" the girl stalked off, "You suck!"
With a throw much harder than one would expect from a small girl with an injured arm, she hit the teacher dead on with the stress ball she'd tripped on.
Chihiro was leaning on her class balcony after chasing her friends for a good five minutes… That was just a good reminder on how unfit she was. She literally looked like she was hung out to dry.
"Ne… Chiro-chan…" Chihiro somehow got the energy to turn her head, "what were you doing?"
"Err… I was playing as hard as I could…" Hiroko smiled.
"That's not a bad thing… You had fun, didn't you?"
"Yeah… I haven't run all out in ages…"
The two of them stood (or in Chihiro's case, hung on the rails), as the wind ruffled their hair.
"Mappy-chan… What do you think makes school boring?"
"Hmm… I'd say everything is a little bit boring…"
"Everything?"
"Yeah… school is only interesting if you make it interesting…"
"I guess… That makes sense… I disagree with you though…"
"How so?"
"School is tedious… it's just something small which breaks through the tedium…"
"Oh… so what do you consider that small thing?"
Chihiro stopped lazing, and pushed herself up…
"I guess… Once I started appreciating the people and the small things around me, the world wasn't that bad…"
"Like friends and stuff…"
"I've had friends… I guess, once I realised that I'm not actually alone, it stopped being so mindnumbingly boring…"
"Though you know… you can't rely on friends for everything…"
"I know that… I'll have to try a little harder too…"
Chihiro swung herself around.
"Which reminds me… wanna go eat Chinese today?"
"Sounds like fun…"
During the last period, Chihiro could feel her brain running off into dreamland.
The whole world was blank, like a sheet of paper.
Still, I had my bike, and my somewhat involuntary chauffer, who was on the driver's seat…
"Lemme have a go…"I tapped his shoulder. A smile graced Katsuragi's face.
"Go for it!" He climbed off the seat, while I went onto the cushiony front. He stepped back.
"Aren't you coming?" He shook his head before pulling out his PFP.
"Nah… you don't need me… I'll see you some other time…"
I nodded, and kicked off, unafraid.
After 7 months and 2 days from when the first chapter was posted, I am now complete with my first ever multi-chapter fanfiction.
Honestly, it's actually thanks to you guys I got this far, because I'm the type of person who loses interest super fast.
To my 56 reviewers, 25 favourites and 38 followers (of which one only started following yesterday)...
Thank you so much...
In any case, I'm turning 20 tomorrow, so I'm glad this was finished before then...
Unfortunately, exams are right on my head, so I'll only start the sequel in December... with any luck though, I'll update some of my other stories before then...
Still, if there's anyone who deserves a thanks, it's everyone who took the time to read this story... You've endured many of my mood flips and weird creative licenses, so you deserve a prize for that.
I'll continue working my hardest, so you guys must as well.
Mata ne...