Dark Kingdom 9
How could she forget him?
What kind of nonsense was that anyway? First he half kidnapped her, only to tell her that they should never see each other again.
And why shouldn't she see him again? Because it was dangerous? So far she had ridden herself into dangerous situations thanks to her clumsiness. He was just so gracious and had freed her from it both times.
She sighed.
Never see you again. It was relatively easy in such a big city.
That she discovered him recently was just a coincidence. Usually you couldn't expect to meet someone a second time in Tokyo.
Hey, why is my favorite guest in such a bad mood?
The familiar voice of a young man startled her out of her thoughts.
Motoki.
May I ask you a question?
I'm all ears.
Usagi cocked her head, listening deeply. Could it be? Had she had a handsome young man in front of her for years and was just blind?
She held her breath, waiting for the first signs, while she looked deep into his bright blue eyes. It was a different blue from Mamoru's. This was like the sky on a beautiful summer day. Nice, but not at all mysterious.
Damn. It could have been too beautiful. She could have forgotten Mamoru much more easily if she could distract herself with someone else.
Motoki stared at her questioningly.
Right, she wanted to ask him something. He had to think she was completely banana, that she was sitting across from him and just stupidly eyed.
She cleared her throat: "Why are men so damn complicated?"
The blond man looked at her in surprise, but then smiled in his usual charming way and said: Well, you women are not exactly easy to see through either.
"Maybe men and women just don't go together." Usagi nudged a crumb from the polished tabletop with her finger.
You mustn't think like that. Sometimes it's much more exciting when it's complicated. If everything fits, you will get bored at some point.
Yes, probably.
Every now and then, boredom wasn't a bad thing. Boredom meant rest and relaxation.
However, she couldn't reconcile these words with Mamoru. He was just too mysterious.
And now gone.
Maybe his request to forget him was just a nicely written "I don't want anything from you".
At least she would have understood that.
Her eyes fell on a black car. Some big sedan with a big badge on the hood. In any case, very expensive.
What did a rich driver want in an area like this?
Motoki seemed to be wondering that too, he had followed her gaze and was now staring at the scenario with just as much interest.
The back door opened. Somebody got out.
Usagi was just able to suppress a startled outcry.
The man who got out of the expensive black car, she knew him. What does it mean to know? She had met him before, of necessity.
It was the same man who was in the restaurant last week. Across from Mamoru.
Diamond.
What was he doing here? And then in such a masquerade?
With his tailor-made white suit, he fitted this area like an elephant to the North Pole. And also attracted attention accordingly.
The front door opened too. A black head appeared.
Usagi's heart stopped beating.
And started again when she realized that the driver wasn't Mamoru.
He looked like him, yes. But his behavior was very different, his gait, his movements. Everything seemed cold and arrogant.
The black-haired man with the dark blue jacket looked around as if he wanted to cover himself. From what?
That nobody saw them? Quite unlikely at such a gig.
Their eyes met.
Usagi held her breath. It looked like he was staring straight at her. Could he see her?
She got hot and cold at the same time.
After what felt like an eternity, Diamond and his creepy companion disappeared in a house across the street.
Strange guys, right?
Usagi slowly turned her head to Motoki and nodded silently.
What kind of sight must that have been? He paused and scratched his head, grinning: You wanted a chocolate shake, right?
She finally awoke from her lethargy. Chocolate seemed to have been the magic word.
Yes.
There you are! I've been looking for you everywhere.
I've been looking for you everywhere. You don't answer your cell phone either.
Everything okay?
Yes, yes. Hold on tight. I got us tickets for this new club, which opened recently.
A disco?
Not just any disco. This is the hip shop in town. Naru explained passionately. My mother knows one of the bouncers and got us VIP passes.
And? Why don't you go with Umino?
Naru blinked in surprise, but quickly composed himself: Because I want to go with my best friend. Come on, that will distract you from your lovesickness.
I have no lovesickness.
Come on, Usagi. You have to be around people again and especially with boys.
I'm among people.
This is an arcade. Apart from a few nerds and the cute waiter, there is even gix here.
Usagi shrugged apologetically.
Hey, why did she even have to justify herself?
She liked being here. And she also enjoyed talking to Motoki. And maybe one day there will be more of it.
So? Do you really want to refuse your best friend something
Usagi gave in. She knew that her friend would have annoyed her forever otherwise. She was a master at that, and even better than herself.
Well, a little distraction might do her good.
Even if she didn't like discos. Or loud music. Or a lot of people.
She sighed. It could only be a good evening.
She looked out the window again. The black car was gone. Everything looked the same as before, as if nothing had ever happened. And yet Usagi just couldn't get rid of this queasy feeling.