lumigo akvo9504: Yeah well, she was a bit tired, we'll give her that. And about Mitsukuni... well, a lot of things will get a bit rough, I guess.
rozielrie: Hey! I haven't seen you around, so welcome! I... really can't answer that, I'm sorry (I'm not really sorry, but let's pretend that I am). I can answer thought, about Kaoru. I get it, you guys need more context, and context you'll get! Prepare and behold, because I kinda have a lot of ideas for them, more than what is healthy, I think...
Well, that's all for now, enjoy the chapter!
When Karma got to Nagisa's he could tell something was up. The whole place was a mess, and that didn't happen unless he was the one causing it. Since Karma was sure he hadn't, in fact, caused anything, that meant Nagisa had, and that was never good.
"Nagisa? Are you alright?" there was no answer at first, and then he heard it. Crying. Nagisa was crying? He made his way through Nagisa's apartment, knowing where he could find his blue haired friend.
And sure, Nagisa was where he expected her to be: on her bed, curled up under the sheets, with an ice cream pint and a soup spoon. Her eyes were red and puffy, and she was only wearing a t-shirt that Karma was sure belonged to him at some point, paired with some shorts she must have had since her childhood, going by the state they were at.
"K-Karma? What... what are you doing here?" Nagisa let out a small sob, digging into her ice cream.
"We were supposed to spend a best-friends-day, remember? You were the one to suggest it," the redhead looked at her with concern. "What happened?" like it was a cue, Nagisa's eyes watered again, and she let out a loud sob, getting another spoonful of ice cream in her mouth. Karma's eyes widened for a second, and he sat besides her on the bed. "Hey, no, don't cry. You know I don't know what to do when I see someone crying. Come on Nagisa, tell me what's wrong," he sucked at comforting people, that was Nagisa's area of expertice!
'Be a big boy and suck it up, Karma. Nagisa needs you right now... well, she probably needs Isogai, but she got you, so you're going to help her.' and with that in mind, he set his goal: make Nagisa feel better... and to kick the ass of whoever had made Nagisa cry. That, at least, he was damn good at.
"I-I... I messed up, Karma, I thi-is time I really did it big time," Nagisa looked at her ice cream pint again, and found it empty. It didn't matter, she had more on the fridge. "Could you...?"
"Just wait here, I'll be back in a moment," Karma smiled fondly, and slightly brushed Nagisa's blue, messy hair, before standing up. If Nagisa wanted more ice cream, more ice cream she would get. Right now, she could as him to do just about anything and he would. Karma wasn't against murder and torture, he was ready for anything that didn't involve telling Asano about his feelings.
When Karma left the room, Nagisa looked around for some tissues. She was sure she had to have a few somewhere... her eyes shut down almost unwillingly, because it hurt to have them opened. Now that her tears had stopped for a second, her eyes felt extremely dry. And she felt so tired.
In the end, Nagisa just curled around her pillow, and sleep came over her before she could stop it. That's how Karma found her, silently sleeping, with all her matted hair covering her face, looking like some sort of mice. It was hard to believe that this was one of the most powerful resources the Ministry of Defense had at their disposal.
Normally, when she was awake, you could only see happiness, the love she had for the ones dear to her, all she did to keep them save, and her carefree attitude. But when she let others see her weak side, like Karma was doing right now, they would see the broken girl, the one who had issues, the one who was just a kid that had gone through too much, too fast, and that just needed to vent, because if she didn't she would explode. Karma didn't know what had happened, but it had probably been stressful enough for Nagisa to finally snap.
Figuring out she needed the sleep, Karma didn't wake her up, and instead he laid besides her, taking one of her books to read while he waited for Nagisa to wake up. He left the ice cream on Nagisa's night stand, knowing she didn't mind if it melted.
He could ask her later what had happened, when she had calmed and was well-rested. But for now, Karma would wait. That was what friends did, right?
"... and you know I couldn't really tell him what I was doing with his father because technically he doesn't have the clearance... and I really didn't want him to know, so when he asked again I started rambling like I usually do when I'm nervous and I let out that I'm in love with him. Like, what the fuck, how could I do that?" Nagisa was actually still trying to figure out how she could do something as stupid as that, she just wasn't able to see it. One thing was nervous rambling, and another completely different one was to literally spill out her feelings for someone in front of that someone. "And then I panicked and left, because he totally hates me right now, I mean, I'm one of his closest friends and I didn't tell him! He has to hate me!" Nagisa's face crushed against her pillow for the thirteenth time in one full minute. "What am I gonna do now, Karma? I see him almost every single day. I'm friends with his family, I have a contract with them, we study and work at the same place, and we're part of the same club!"
Karma just watched her in silent awe. He... he never thought Nagisa would actually confess. Even if it had been unintentional, she had done it. That was more than what he could say about his own love situation.
'At least Nagisa did it in person, and not behind an anonymous letter and some chocolates for St. Valentine's Day.' if he thought about it that way, it was almost depressing.
A day had passed since Nagisa's unfortunate confession and, sadly, life kept going even if she wasn't feeling like it. So, that day she had gone to class, where she only talked with Tamaki and Kyoya, and asked for permission to skip club activities that day. Of course, both agreed. Anyone could sense the sadness around her, and she was their friend, so even the Shadow King had no problem with letting her go for the day, only making her promise she would give him a call to let him know she was doing alright. He may have acted like he didn't care, and may have wanted to not care, but he did. And if he was being honest with himself, Nagisa was probably one of the few people he didn't mind knowing about it. Probably because she already knew.
But back to Nagisa, she looked at Karma, hoping he would have some kind of answer for her, so she would know it would be all right. What she got was a sceptic stare.
"What? Why are you looking at me that way? I'm serious!" Nagisa crossed her arms, raising an eyebrow.
"Did you let him talk, at least? Did you let him say anything at all before you ran away?" Nagisa blushed... she didn't really give him the time to say anything more before she turned around and booked it. Karma rolled his eyes. That was actually to be expected... "Nagisa..."
"I'm sorry, I panicked! Besides, he didn't need to say anything, his answer was obvious. Why would he be interested in me, of all people? He has all those pretty, smart, funny girls, who are actually in his league, while I'm... just an ordinary girl... sort of," the bluenette shrugged, looking at her tingled hands, eyes watered and nose irritated for blowing it so much. "It doesn't matter now. He probably won't want to talk to me now."
Watching her looking so down made Karma want to punch something. Or someone. Yeah, someone sounded better. But instead, he stood up.
"I'm going to buy some more ice cream, and when I'm back we'll eat until we explode, okay? And that, for your information, was a rhetorical question," Nagisa laughed a bit, making a wet sound with her nose while she wiped away a tear that rolled down her cheek.
"Alright, as long as you buy mint and raspberries," Nagisa's voice sounded weak, but Karma let it pass for the moment. He could fix that once he got their ice cream.
'And I need to call Gakushuu too. He'll be worried if I don't update him with Nagisa...' he thought as he picked up his jacket and walked to the entrance door. When he opened, he found something he didn't expect at all.
"Is... is Nagisa here?" Haninozuka Mitsukuni looked awful, and that was saying something. He had bags under his red, watery honey eyes, his face was pale and his hair was a tangled mess. Even his clothes were a total disaster, the shirt half-buttoned, his shoes untied, and his pants full of wrinkles. He wasn't wearing the school uniform, Karma noticed. He had probably stayed home, lust like he had suggested Nagisa do in the first place.
Karma thought about it for a moment before getting to a decision. Nagisa would thank him later... hopefully.
"... she's in her room. I'm gonna buy some more ice cream, we ran out of it. Could you—?" Karma looked at Honey, and then sighed. "Just talk to her."
Mitsukuni only nodded, and then Karma left, leaving the door open, a clear invitation for him to come in.
He hesitantly made his way through Nagisa's place, thinking what he would say once he saw her. Mitsukuni had been thinking about it all day, when the sun rose before he could get a minute of sleep. He had figured out then that what he needed to do was getting to Nagisa's and talk to her. He hadn't gone to school either, he knew it would just be a waste of time because he was barely even capable of staying focus on anything more than Nagisa. Takashi was hesitant to let him on his own, but Mitsukuni had convinced him to go that day without him. He was a big boy, he could handle it.
The blond had thought about how to start that conversation. He had gone through with his plan over and over again. And all of that still went to hell the moment he saw Nagisa. She was still wearing the school uniform, and was curled up on her bed, and her hair looked messy even when it was styled on its usual pigtails. She didn't see him, because she was turned around, but Mitsukuni heard the soft sobs coming out of her mouth. She was shaking, Mitsukuni noticed.
"Nagisa?" his voice came out as almost a whisper, but the bluenette heard it anyways. Immediately, she tensed, but didn't look at him, like she was afraid that her suppositions were true.
"You came here to make sure I'm not allowed at your house anymore, right?" the words felt raspy, and hurt. "I get it, it was to be expected. Could... could you tell your mother that I'm sorry?" she then turned around, finally looking at him. Her expression changed the second she saw his appearance. "Honey, what happened? Are you alright?" she started to stand up, hastily wiping away her tears, concern clear in her blue eyes.
"I'm sorry," the words were blurted out of Mitsukuni's mouth before he could think about it. Nagisa stopped half-way trying to straight her hair, and her eyes, that were focused towards the floor, shot up to meet his'.
'He's... sorry? About what?' Nagisa couldn't think of a reason for him to be sorry. She had been the one that messed everything up, she was the one that was sorry. Sorry she had ruin their friendship with her feelings, sorry that she had lied, sorry that she was still lying, sorry about all the problems she had that also affected him and everyone she knew.
"I... you ran yesterday, and I didn't come after you. It's my fault you're like this. I'm sorry," Mitsukuni didn't bother to hide it when his voice broke. He had done that to her, he was the reason Nagisa looked so heartbroken. He was the reason she was heartbroken, and all because of his own stupidity.
"But it doesn't matter, does it? I know what you were going to say," Nagisa smiled sadly at that, sitting on her bed again, looking tired and defeated.
"No, you don't!" the blond rushed towards her, sitting by her side. "You... you don't know what I feel, Nagisa. You have no idea for how long I've been trying to build up the courage to tell you how I feel, all those times when I just wanted to kiss you right there in front of everyone. You don't know what I felt when you didn't come out of the dojo the day of the attack, and when you came to the house with a bullet wound... Nagisa, I have never, ever, been that scared in my life like I was that day," when he looked at Nagisa, she felt a chill down her spine, but in a good way. The way he looked at her, like she was the most important thing in the world... "What I'm trying to say, Nagisa, is that I don't hate you, and that I most certainly don't want you to stop being a part of my life. I'm in love with you, I've been for a while now, and... I was wondering... if you really felt the same," he looked nervous, but didn't take his eyes from Nagisa's. There was fear in them, as well as desire and hope.
"Y-You... I mean... you're in love with me? With me?" Mitsukuni actually felt offended that she found it so hard to believe. She was strong, beautiful, smart, caring, and the best girl he had ever met! Why wouldn't he be in love with her?
"That's what I said, yes," a small grin started to appear on his face, and Nagisa blushed furiously. He looked... he looked so damn hot.
"I love you too," Nagisa's shy smile made Mitsukuni feel like it was all worth it. All the time he had waited, all those nights when he couldn't sleep thinking about her... it was all worth it because of that precise moment.
"Yeah, I think you beat me to that..." they looked at each other then, both smiling, and then they began to laugh. It was happening, was it real?
'Yes it is. It is.'
When they stopped laughing, Nagisa had fallen backwards, and was now laying on her bed, her face flushed by the laughter. Mitsukuni had managed to stay upright, and was now wiping away a single tear out of the corner of his eye.
"Hey, Honey..."
"Mitsukuni," it was an almost instant reaction. Hearing Nagisa call him Honey didn't sound right, it hadn't for a long time now. "I think you can call me by my name now, Nagisa."
Nagisa's face brightened up like a tomato. Calling him... by his name?
Nagisa wasn't going to lie, she had thought about it, when she was in her bed and couldn't sleep. The thought of Honey would pop in her head. How would it feel to call him by his name? Would she be warmer with him by her side? Would her arms feel as good as she believed it would if he hugged her from behind?
"Okay... Mitsukuni..." she let the word roll in her tong, enjoyed it. It felt strangely... right. "I was thinking... what does this make us?"
The blond looked at her, honey eyes shining with glee. Oh, how long had he waited for her to say those words? It felt like an eternity to him, that was for sure.
"Would you be my girlfriend?" he didn't want any more trouble, no misunderstandings, so he decided that getting straight to the point was the best option.
Nagisa looked back at him. The answer was simple: yes. But her throat had a knot, she couldn't speak. So she leaned closer to him instead, and carefully, she pressed her lips with his.
It was like something exploded inside of them the moment their lips touched. A warmness, a feeling that wasn't there the second before. When Mitsukuni wrapped his arms around her, pulling her closer, it was as if they fitted. They fitted together. It wasn't like anything neither of them had ever felt before.
'Is this how it feels to be with the one you love? Because it feels amazing, like something I didn't even know was missing suddenly appeared' Nagisa was melting into the kiss. It wasn't anything more than their lips pressed together, but that on its own sent shivers down her spine, and Hon—Mitsukuni's strong hands were firm on her back, keeping her close. It wasn't as if she was going to pull away, but she wasn't complaining.
Mitsukuni was in ecstasy. If he had been sure Nagisa was the true love of his life before, the moment their lips met was the only confirmation he needed to know he hadn't been mistaken for one second. If he had known how good he would feel, the fullness of his heart, he would've done it long time ago.
When they finally parted, the both of them were panting, grasping for air. They didn't pull apart more than needed, and their foreheads touched. Nagisa's eyes were closed, and Mitsukuni was observing her with detail. She looked eve prettier from up close, he noticed.
"I'll take that as a yes, then." Mitsukuni whispered, and Nagisa laughed a bit, nodding.
"Yes. I wanna be your girlfriend, Mitsukuni," the gave him a peck on the mouth. "Now... Karma's gone, and if I know him well, he won't be back for a couple hours... wanna watch a movie?"
The Haninozuka heir smiled, a true smile. Not childish, nor sarcastic. Just... real.
"I would love that."
Their fun didn't last.
Nagisa and Mitsukuni were laying on Nagisa's bed, watching one of Nagisa's favorites movies: Sonic Ninja. She was excitedly talking about the characters and the effects of the movie, and about how she was dying to see the next one, that was due to the next year. Mitsukuni just listened with a soft, dopey smile on his face, thinking that this was exactly where he wanted to be for the rest of his life.
And of course, something had to ruin everything.
When the doorbell rang, Nagisa sighed tiredly, as if she really didn't want to get up and open the door for whoever was outside. It was probably just Karma anyways, he sometimes forgot his keys on the counter, and he could always use the one hidden behind one of the wall's panels. He would be fine by himself, she didn't need to get up from her comfortable position besides Hon... Mitsukuni.
But when the doorbell rang for the second time, Nagisa frowned. If it was just Karma, or someone close, they would have just used the extra key. They would never use the doorbell twice, they knew Nagisa was too lazy sometimes. So it was someone else.
"I'm gonna see who's outside, okay? I'll be right back," the blue haired girl slowly got out of Mitsukuni's embrace, giving him a quick peck on the cheek before exiting the room. She got to the door, and she opened ready to tell whoever that was on the other side to piss of and come back another day. She was losing time with her boyfriend, and Nagisa didn't want that.
What she encountered was not expected. At all.
"Nagisa-chan! I'm so happy I finally found you! I've been looking for you for months!" Nagisa stood still when the woman hugged her just a little bit too tight, and didn't react when she let herself in. "Your house is so pretty! Though, I'm sure you'll be better back with me... what are you wearing Nagisa?" all the warmness was gone the moment Shiota Hiromi took a better look to her daughter.
"M-mom..." Nagisa was in shock. She didn't expect her mother to look for her, even less to find her. "What... what are you doing here?" Hiromi seemed to snap out of whatever she was focused on, probably Nagisa's uniform. The smile was back on her face, and her eyes directed at Nagisa's face again.
"Well, I'm here to take you home with me, of course! Now that I found you I'm not letting you go, my precious little girl," Hiromi hugged her again, and Nagisa felt the shivers down her spine again, but this time they weren't good ones.
No... she did't want to go... not when everything was okay with her life... not now.
"Mom... I'm not going with you. I'm saying here," wrong answer. In a split of a second, Hiromi's face went blank, and her eyes lost the shine they had before. The smile was gone again, and that was the moment Nagisa knew she had messed up.
"YOU UNGRATEFUL CHILD! I RAISED YOU, FED YOU, BOUGHT YOU CLOTHES AND PUT A ROOF UNDER YOUR HEAD! AND WHAT DID YOU DO?! YOU LEFT THE MOMENT YOU HAD THE CHANCE!" Nagisa couldn't move when her mother grabbed her arms and dug her nails on her skin.
"B-but mom, I have a j-job now. I-I work at the Ministry..." Nagisa managed to stutter the words, but they only enraged her mother even more.
"THOSE IDIOTS TOOK YOU AWAY FROM ME! IT'S ALL KARASUMA'S FAULT, HIS AND THOSE TEACHERS OF YOURS! THEY FILLED YOUR MIND WITH NONSENSE AND NOW YOU'RE LIKE THIS!" Hiromi was out of control, but Nagisa couldn't get herself to do anything. She never did before, and didn't do it now. It was her fault, she should have known better. "YOU'RE WEARING THOSE HIDEOUS BOYS CLOTHES, AND YOUR BEAUTIFUL HAIR...!" her mother yanked the ribbons that hold her hair in her pigtails, and soon her hair was loose, soft and long. Hiromi grabbed strands of it with her hands, and hastily threw Nagisa to the floor. She didn't complain.
This was her fault. She had made her mother angry, she knew how she could get when she was in one of her phases... this was her fault. She was such a bad daughter, making her feel like that.
"When I was your age I couldn't have my hair long like yours because my mother didn't let me," Hiromi's voice was shaking, and her eyes were wide open. She looked like a lunatic, and she probably was, but Nagisa couldn't see it. She just thought her mother was angry, and that it was because of her. "They said I had to study, not dress up. That's why I was never able to attend St. Lobelia's. But you, Nagisa-chan... you will do it," she was really sounding like a psychopath now, and Nagisa feared her mother had gotten worse since she left.
"B-but mom, I'm already enrolled in Ouran Academy..." paff! The slap echoed through the apartment. Nagisa closed her mouth, and didn't move. She stayed on the floor, feeling how her cheek turned red, and knowing it would probably leave a mark.
'Nothing make-up can't cover.' she had done it many times throughout the years already, Nagisa knew how to successfully cover a bruise.
"I'll talk to the chairman. I'm sure he'll make and exception, and you will be transferred to St. Lobelia's by the end of the week," just the though of seeing all those crazy girls again... no. She couldn't transfer to Lobelia. She couldn't.
But her mother didn't care about that. She was just living the life she wanted to live through Nagisa. That was the way it had been since her dad left.
"Don't you dare take one more step," the surprisingly low voice surprised both Nagisa and Hiromi. Mitsukuni had a murderous look, and Nagisa could feel the uncontrolled bloodlust he was radiating. Mitsukuni was pissed.
"Who are you, and what are you doing in my daughter's house?" Mitsukuni winced when he saw that woman's eyes. They were... lost, crystallised, wasted. Then his gaze drifted to Nagisa. Her hair was lose and tangled up, probably because of her mother's hands. The same hands that had formed that red bruise on her cheek.
"I'm Nagisa's boyfriend, and you better get the hell away from her before I call the police to report you for child abuse," maybe his appearance could deceive many, but Nagisa knew he was dead serious. Part of herself coudn't help but to think that it was nice to be called Mitsukuni's girlfriend. It had a nice ring on it.
Then the rest of her brain processed what he had said.
"Mitsukuni, no! She... it isn't abuse, this is, this is normal! It's my fault, I was the one that made her angry, I—" that only seemed to enrage him more.
Nagisa thought it was normal? That her mother screaming at her with no control and hitting her was normal? That being blamed for things that weren't on her hands was normal?
"That's the problem Nagisa. This... whatever you think it is, it isn't normal. It isn't," he then turned back to Hiromi, and using his strength he pulled her away of Nagisa. "I'm not calling the police, but you won't be able to see your daughter in a long time. Not until you're okay," and without giving anyone time to protest, he grabbed the woman and locked her inside the guest room. Hiromi, who was in shock about finding out her daughter had a boyfriend, and that said boyfriend had just yelled at her, didn't say anything either.
When he entered the living room again, Nagisa was still on the floor, her gaze lost in some point of the wall. Sighing, Mitsukuni walked over to where she was, and then he carefully picked her up princess style. Nagisa didn't complain, she didn't say anything. She just... stood. Mitsukuni left her on her bed, and he tended to her cheek, that was already turning light purple and yellowish.
It was painful to see her that way.
"Nagisa? Are you alright?" he carefully grabbed her chin, making her look at him.
"Is it abuse?" the question threw Mitsukuni out of balance. What? "Is it? Please, I— I need to know," she looked so... confused, so lost. Mitsukuni could get that. A part of her world that she had assumed was alright, suddenly wasn't.
"I... yeah. Yeah, it is Nagisa," that was the moment her blue eyes watered, and then she started crying. It was as if all the tears she had kept inside all those years finally left her eyes, and all the stress and abuse was leaving through her sobs. Mitsukuni just held her, drawing circles on her back with his fingers, whispering comfortably on her ear. And Nagisa just cried, she cried it all out.
"What happened? Why was she crying? I told you to look after her, you jackass, why—?!" Karma was furious. He had gone to the store near the building to buy the goddamn ice cream, and he had found Isogai. Of course, they stayed there for at least an hour and a half, and then when he came back to the apartment, he found a sleeping Nagisa with traces of tears all over her face, traces that weren't there when he left, and a concerned Mitsukuni. He had jumped to conclusions immediately, and the rest is history.
"Her mother came here," all the insults Karma was preparing died in his throat immediately.
"What? Hiromi's here?" Mitsukuni nodded, and pointed the guest room. "Shit. I gotta call Karasuma-sensei. This was supposed to be a secure location, how in Korosensei's name could she find it?" he kept murmuring things to himself as he draw his phone out of his pocket, and dialed a number. "Karasuma-sensei, we have a situation. She found her," Mitsukuni couldn't hear the other side of the conversation, but it sounded serious, going by Karma's face. "Yeah, Honey-senpai locked her in the guest room and Nagisa's sleeping now," silence. "Alright. Bye teach, and tell Bitch-sensei I say hey," then the call was over, and Karma was back with Mitsukuni. "We can't allow Hiromi to go near Nagisa. I assume you already figured that out by yourself," Mitsukuni nodded, and Karma sighed. "Good. I can't explain much, it's on Nagisa's hands to tell you, but, I guess I can tell you this: Nagisa wasn't supposed to see her mother for at least another year. She still needs to heal, Honey-senpai."
"I get it. I'll arrange everything, and she'll be send to a mental facility. She has a real problem, Karma," the redhead nodded seriously, not even caring about the lack of the usual silly nickname the senior gave him. There were much more pressing matters. "I don't want that woman near Nagisa either, don't worry. She... she said it was her fault. That she had been the one who make her angry, and that it was normal. I almost lost control, I was really about to kick that harpie's ass, I..." Mitsukuni rubbed his eyes with the palms of his hands.
"Don't worry, I get the feeling. A lot of people do, believe me," Mitsukuni raised an eyebrow, and Karma shrugged. "Let's just say... our middle school class is pretty close, and we all care about Nagisa. She has helped us all, and we can always crash here if we need to, she never complains. We all owe her a lot, and Hiromi... she's a pain in the ass to all of us."
The room then stayed silent, both boys just watching Nagisa sleep. They both had a strong connection with her, it didn't matter that it was completely different.
"Do you think she'd agree to see a therapist too?" Karma looked back at Mitsukuni, who was still focused on Nagisa. "She needs help too, Karma. I've seen her fight, I know she can defend herself just fine. But she didn't do anything when her mother hit her, and she thinks it's her fault. When I told her that all her mother had done was abuse, she... she broke down, and started crying. I... I hate seeing her like this," Mitsukuni felt helpless. What could he do? Nagisa had spent all her life believing it was okay that her mother hit her and yelled at her, and blamed her for things she didn't deserved to be blamed for. But it wasn't okay. It wasn't.
"I... I don't know, man. But if someone can convince her, I have a feeling it's you. You should hear her talk about you, it makes me want to puke rainbows and sparkles," Karma laughed weakly, trying to lighten the mood, and Mitsukuni smiled.
He was going to help Nagisa. He would make sure of that.
Heeeey! I think I was faster this time, taking in account all the days I wasn't even able to use my laptop... but I've been expecting to post this since I came up with this story, so I guess it makes sense... anyways, did you like ti? I hope you did.
Nagisa and Mitsukuni are officially together! When I wrote it I was practically jumping all around my room. My babies are growing up! And Shiota Hiromi finally makes her appearance! What are your thoughts about that? I wanna know!
Well, that's all for now. See you next chapter!
Stay safe! Kudos!
Pato