it's been a hot minute huh

um so, looking back at this fic my writing certainly was something, so I have decided that I will rewrite this story! Do not fret however dear readers, because now at least I'll know to pace myself and how to actually like, keep a consistent plot... hopefully.

i do apologize though for people waiting for an update to see this but I don't feel right putting out a chapter I might not like because I want to put out something that I want the readers aka you guys to enjoy. I'll keep this version up for a bit but l'll post the rewrite here, and on ao3! my ao3 is the same handle! But I'll also add a link on my profile. (Also I totally didn't lose my pass word for this account hush)

but also shoutout to the folks still commenting you're all gems now onto the small thing bc yes i can still write even if it's an omake

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a glimpse of the future

(in which it seems that the hyoudou siblings are more popular than they think)

"now just why are you crowding us, knight," a silver haired man all but accuses, of course hiding such a tone behind pleasantry as well as a short smile that could've been showing teeth for all anyone knew.

"if i remember correctly, you decided to join in with us, hakuryukou-san," a pleasant tone hiding barbs just as sharp is the reply coming from the blond haired man on the other side of him.

however, unbeknownst to them, a brunette stares at a menu with a concentrated expression. brow furrowed as she took her time deciding.

"guys?"

"is there anything I can do to help you?"

"what's up?"

somehow missing the pointed glances they gave one another, misaki turns as she points to one of her choices.

"can you help me pick what i want if you guys already chose your meals?"

issei looks across from the table, blinking in amazement at how fast the two went from semi being at each other's throats, to helping out his sister in the blink of an eye.

misaki shares a look with her brother, a question in her gaze and he simply shrugs.

somehow this situation feels just like deja vu.

(later, as rias, akeno, and asia end up squabbling to decide who is the little spoon, misaki simply says that dinner was left covered for them if they decided to head down the now many flights of the hyoudou family home, throwing her hands up in the air, couldn't they get a room? he thinks he hears

he sticks his tongue out despite misaki already being out of the room, yeah yeah pot meet kettle).