A/N: Whew, I was able to get this one out pretty quick, right? Now that we got that distraction of a lemon out of the way, let's continue with the story.

Also, as done before in Chapter 13, this chapter does include HUGE spoilers in regards to one of the characters to Chaos;Child. Read at your own risk.

Date: March 16, 2023

Divergence: 1.048596* (Steins Gate)

*Worldline shift in 2020 - Not the exact same worldline as it was before the shift.

Time until Overwrite: 13 years, 7 months, 28 days.

Kurisu sat with Okabe on the stage that was provided for them. They had finally exchanged their vows and were husband and wife, and now they had to listen to their loved ones give speeches about them from the tables below. Of course, the parents weren't a part of the speech process as it was the job of the wedded couple to deliver speeches about how grateful they were to those that raised them. It was standard procedure, but all Kurisu really wanted was to spend that time with Okabe and she was happy she got such an opportunity.

"Once again, congratulations you two," Maho wrapped up her speech. "May we continue with a long life of friendship and discovery."

Maho winked at the two who smiled at what she said. She took a seat and took a deep breath, finally being done. Maho wasn't all that into public speaking, and only did translation work because it was easy to put someone else's ideas into another language. However, coming up with what to say seemed like it exhausted her, but her speech was very loving regardless.

The host took the microphone from her and asked if anyone else had a speech prepared. The entire Future Gadget Lab had already given their speeches which got both Kurisu and Okabe teary-eyed, but they were able to stay strong. Neither of them expected any more speeches and were ready to deliver their own to their parents, but one man raised his hand to call the host over. The man in question was Alexis Leskinen.

"Thank you," he could be heard saying as the microphone was handed to him.

Kurisu got slightly red. She had completely forgotten to tell the Professor not to give a speech. She wanted to tell Leskinen to stop before he started, but he began speaking before she could get a word off.

"Kurisu, Rintaro," Leskinen looked at the both of them with a sincere smile on his face. "Congratulations on the wedding."

Naturally, the room filled with sparse applause at what he said, but he was unfazed.

"It feels like you two joined up at Victor Chondria just yesterday. If anyone were to tell me that we'd be here 6 years after Rintaro moved to America, I'd have called them crazy and said it'd have been sooner. Regardless, I'm glad you two found each other to be fitting of the title of 'spouse'."

A couple people laughed at the Professor's statement.

"Rintaro," Leskinen addressed Okabe first. "Your contributions to our lab are nothing to be scoffed at. Words can't express the gratitude I feel toward you for helping us figure out the solution to the toughest problems we faced for years on end. It's thanks to you that we're able to move on with Amadeus and perfect the A.I. Without you, I don't know where the Neuroscience Institute would be. So, thank you."

Leskinen turned his attention to Kurisu. "Kurisu, my little Einstein."

He smiled as Kurisu blushed brightly. She really wanted him to stop, but nothing she would say could possibly stop the Professor.

"Before Rintaro, I never thought I'd see the day you'd marry a man you were satisfied with. Your expectations for yourself and those around you are naturally high and it's a shining trait of your self-worth. You're the reason why I work so hard each and every day I come in to work. Sure, some of it might be because you scare me when you're angry with me, but I promise that most of it is because your belief in me spurs me on."

The room was filled with more laughs.

"I'm so glad that I've gotten the opporunity to have you under my wing all these years. I hope I was able to teach you how to be a scientist anywhere near as much as you taught me to be a hardworking person. I love you with all my heart, and I wish for nothing but happiness for the both of you. Congratulations."

The room filled with applause like it did with every other speech that came before. The host took the microphone out of the Professor's hands and asked if anyone else had anything to share.

Naturally, no one else did so the host passed off the microphone to the couple who had their speeches prepared for their parents. Okabe went first as it was his family that Kurisu was being married into. She sat back and listened as he thanked his parents for raising him to be the kind of person that he grew up to be. He made a couple jokes about his open dislike for eggplants despite his parents owning a vegetable grocer which got laughs out of the audience. All in all, it was a natural speech given by one of the most charismatic men Kurisu came to know. It felt hard to top, but of course she wasn't aiming to top him. All she wanted was to express her thanks to her parents and nothing more.

Okabe passed off the mic to her once he finished. She passed a sneaking glance over to Okabe's parents who were in tears from what he had said. She could only hope that her speech had anywhere near the same effect as his.

She started.

"Hi everyone, thank you for the well-wishes. I'm sure to cherish this day forever just for this moment alone, and I can't exactly formulate a good sentence that could express the love I feel for each and every one of you. Of course, this could only really be possible because of two people."

She found her mother who was seated alone among Kurisu's coworkers.

"Mom, you've watched over me from the very day I came into this world kicking and screaming. You enabled me to be the best I can be and think for myself despite being a little girl. You instilled me with values that are still stubbornly evident in me to this day, but I can't help thanking you for it. Despite the horrors that dad put us through, I can't help feeling like your love and your support was the reason why I was able to run into Rintaro on that day. You've been nothing but the best and I can't help expressing my thanks over and over again to you because of how much you sacrificed to make sure I was taken care of. And now, here I am, growing up just like you wanted, Mom. I love you, thank you for everything."

She turned her attention to another side of the room. She had already seen this side once before because of a certain man, but now it was her turn.

"Professor Leskinen," she called him out. "I was going to tell you to not give a speech only because this day is about you as much as it is about me."

Leskinen was surprised at the sudden turn of events.

"Here we are, Professor," Kurisu continued. "We've made it to this point. I'm the happiest girl on the planet, and you helped make this dream come true for me. You brought Rintaro into Victor Chondria at my behest despite not knowing anything about him. Your unparalleled trust in me not disappointing you may be a burden at times, but it's the best compliment you could ever give. You made the lab as welcoming as possible for an outsider like me and I can't thank you enough for that."

She could begin to feel tears well into her eyes.

"After my father did what he did, you stepped up and took me under your wing. You helped alleviate the pain that my mother and I were feeling by providing for me in every way you could. You're wrong to think that you only taught me to be a better scientist - you taught me to be the best person I could be. Your compassion, sincerity, humor, and love have gone a long ways to make up the woman you see before you today. You've earned the right to be called my parent after everything you've done for me and I wouldn't have it any other way. You're the best Papa I could ever wish for. Thank you for everything."

She felt tears wet her cheeks as she finished her speech. Leskinen's look of surprise turned to one of compassion. He clapped along with the rest of the audience and she could see tears welling in the impenetrable Professor's eyes. She was glad to have gotten such a reaction out of him because it meant that he felt the same for her. He nodded toward her and she blew a kiss to him in response.

The host took the microphone from her hand. "Alright then, let's have a toast and eat, shall we?"

The room cheered at the proposition as hunger was felt by everyone.

Everyone raised their filled glasses of sake. "Kanpai!"

"W-what?"

Kurisu's arms dropped to her side. Her face lost the joy and life that was present when she found out that she was pregnant upon hearing the news of Leskinen's death. All Okabe could do was sit at the bed and look at her as he said it. He wasn't capable of comforting her and telling her it would be okay because the reason Leskinen was dead was because of him. Daru told him that Leskinen received a threatening email from his contact when no updates were given regarding the situation with the patients, and what practically solidified his death was that Leskinen sent an email in return, basically inquiring just who was contacting him.

Daru remained on the call to ensure that Okabe came clean about everything. Even though he already planned on coming clean to Kurisu once he processed the news, he could only guess that Daru didn't have faith in him completing a simple task. Being the witness to the event that caused his death was probably the reason why he stayed on call, and Okabe didn't have any intention on hanging up on him.

Okabe erased Leskinen's memories. He not only erased his identity as the Phoenix, but he erased Leskinen's backup plan. Had he thought it through, he could have just forged false results and sent it to Leskinen to give to the Committee. He probably didn't even care about the root cause of New Encephalitis, he probably just wanted to hand something to the Committee so that he could keep them off Okabe's scent for as long as possible. Leskinen wasn't interested in time travel because the theory was burned all those years ago; Okabe knew that, yet his pre-conceived notion that Leskinen was as morally corrupt as he was in the Beta Attractor Field took root and basically allowed the murder to take place.

"Y-you're lying," Kurisu was shaking. "This is a joke, right?"

All Okabe could do was grimly shake his head, the PhoneDroid still in his ear. Hearing Kurisu the way she was meant that there was no way he'd be able to keep Daru on the line.

"I'll call you back, Daru," he said. "I'll do as you ask, please trust me."

"Okay, Okarin," Daru said. "I'm sorry to leave this news on your plate when you're supposed to be taking a break."

"It's okay," he responded. "Thank you for telling me."

Daru ended the call with a "mhmm", leaving Okabe alone with Kurisu.

Kurisu's eyes wandered about aimlessly, unable to focus on anything. She couldn't decide whether to keep her mouth closed or have it open. She was thinking, and she left Okabe out of the thinking process. He only hoped he could understand what was going through her mind at that moment, but he let her try to deliberate it on her own while he tried to think of a way to tell her that he was responsible.

"I-I don't feel so..." Kurisu's words trailed off before her legs buckled from beneath her.

"Kurisu!"

Okabe got up and caught her before her body hit the floor. All the stress finally caught up to her, draining her of all the energy she previously had. Her eyes were wet with tears that hadn't fallen yet, and they were staring off into the nothingness just past him. He held her in place as she clutched his back as tightly as she seemingly could, her chin resting on his shoulder. Her breath was shaky, almost to the point that she was hyperventilating.

"Please," she sobbed into his shoulder. "Tell me it's not true."

He rubbed her back silently as she slowly broke down into more and more sobs. "Okarin, please, say something."

"I'm sorry," was all he could manage.

"Why," she dug her face into him. "Why did we have to find out like this! Why did he have to die!"

She cried loudly into his shoulders, trying to look to him for a comfort that he was incapable of giving. He might as well have been the murderer himself. Heavy guilt racked Okabe's soul; he brought Kurisu's world crashing down on her with the use of that pill. Just from the way Leskinen spoke about her when they met in the hospital showed just how much she meant to him - he could only imagine just how much Leskinen meant to her. It wasn't a mere relationship through work, this kind of grief could only be felt by someone who had lost the equivalent of a family member. He took that away from her because of his selfish desire to make Leskinen pay for what he did in a totally separate reality.

He had to come clean, but how? Kurisu was in the most emotionally vulnerable position she could ever be in, yet he absolutely knew that she had to know that Leskinen died as a result of Okabe's hubris. All he did was rub her back and let her cry. He was at a loss for what to say, and he felt that he'd make her feel even worse if he did say anything.

It's now or never, he tried reasoning with himself. Kurisu has to know now while she's in pain so that she's not blindsided when she feels better.

He waited a bit as she held on to him as tight as she had been the entire time. The sobbing slowed down and she regained a little bit of composure, but she was still a wreck.

"It's my fault," he said waiting for her to respond.

"W-what?" she sniffled.

"He's dead because of my actions," he looked straight ahead, dropping his arms.

"No," it sounded like Kurisu was about to cry again. "Okarin don't blame yourself for some-"

"Kurisu," he cut her off. "I erased his memories when I ran into him at the hospital. He knew about my identity as The Phoenix and I panicked, so I drugged him with a Reading Steiner pill. He forgot the mission that the Committee had him doing, so they killed him."

Once he started he couldn't stop. He felt his eyes begin to water. Never in his time in World War III had he ever thought to take the life of an innocent person. Not only did he assist in taking the life of an innocent man, but that man was the most important person to Kurisu aside from himself.

"It's my fault" he repeated, his voice barely cracking. "I'm the reason why he's dead. Had I thought things through differently, he'd still be alive."

The guilt was too much to bear for Okabe, but he tried not to let it get to him. He never wanted Leskinen to die, but the universe had other plans. There was no time travel to reset his mistake, no D-Mail, no PhoneWave; he was going to have to live with this and try to find a way to move on. Even though he ran the risk of Kurisu hating him, he had to remain strong for her.

Kurisu let go of him and backed away from him. She pulled herself back, a face of shock being all that he could read. All she could do was look at him as she crawled away from him.

"Y-you used one of your pills on him?" she was incredulous. "You used something that was supposed to make you feel better as a weapon against Pa...?"

Papa. Kurisu was about to call Leskinen Papa. She couldn't finish what she was saying as a new onslaught of tears broke free, showering her cheeks. She covered her mouth, but Okabe could hear muffled sobs escaping her lips.

Okabe got hit with memories of Leskinen - memories he never made. One moment he was at the Neuroscience Institute, bantering with him at Kurisu's expense, and the next he was watching as Leskinen cried tears of joy for Kurisu when she gave him the acknowledgement he deserved as a father. The memories didn't stop coming, as if his own mind was telling him just what kind of man Okabe took away from the world.

"He only tested it once on a Committee member to see what it did," Kurisu's voice brought him back into reality momentarily. "He promised me he was never going to do it again."

He. The Rintaro Okabe that came before.

"He warned you!" she pointed an accusatory finger at him. "He warned you not to use it on anyone else, but you...!"

She broke down once more, unable to keep attacking him with words that he definitely deserved. He'd been recovering memories here and there about the Steins Gate World Line, but these recent ones that assaulted him were unforgiving. Leskinen was there in almost every facet of their life, being as supportive as he could be. He accomodated the both of them to the best of his ability and went out of his way to make their lives easier before he disappeared. Okabe internally snapped, it was begining to become too much.

I know, he thought in regards to the memories that were flooding in. I know how important he was to you, I understand. Please, I don't need any more of this.

He was pleading with his own brain to quit showing him what he considered the most haunting imagery he had ever seen. It was as if his past self was punishing him for his actions because his past self knew that Kurisu wouldn't be able to put into words just how much Leskinen meant to her. The laughs they shared together, the tears of joy, the comforting smile after a failed experiment. It was as if his past self considered the Professor as a really close family member.

You messed up, it was as if a voice spoke to him within his head. You must see just what he did with us. Only then can you properly understand the weight of your actions and move from there.

What?

Kurisu had placed her head on the floor, trying to find some sort of balance. She wasn't talking to him, yet he heard a voice that wasn't his in his head. A product of his madness, perhaps?

Am I the product of your madness or the manifestation of your guilt? the voice asked. Both make sense, but I'd care to consider which you think I actually am because such an assumption will define you.

So, what are you? he held a dialogue with the voice in his head.

Not what, but who, the voice responded. Well, I guess you're correct on the "what" thing, but you should know that I am just a voice in your head. The thing for you to decide is why I'm here now.

You're a product of my madness, Okabe answered quickly. It's a given considering the stress I've been put through. It's a wonder you didn't come sooner.

Then you don't understand.

As soon as the voice spoke, more memories of Okabe hanging around Leskinen surfaced. Memories of each other going out drinking after a successful ATF, he remembered when Leskinen had opened up at Victor Chondria University - Neurophysics 101 - a course that Okabe took for the hell of it. Okabe was being overwhelmed with scene-after-scene of what Leskinen had done for the couple. Okabe wanted to cover his eyes, but he knew it'd prove ineffective when everything was going on in his head.

"Rintaro?" Okabe was pulled into a vision.

He was at the Neuroscience Institute. The room was devoid of researchers, the only proof of their existence being the stacks of paper piled upon each desk. He saw a younger Leskinen who seemed to have a stern look on his face. His legs were crossed over each other as he leaned on the table.

"Yes?" Okabe asked instinctively.

"Take care of her, okay?" Leskinen's voice was soft, but he could sense a sort of command from his tone. "You are probably the best man I could have envisioned to marry her."

Leskinen got up and walked over to him to place his hands on Okabe's shoulders.

"Words can't express how proud I am of the both of you and Maho," Leskinen's commanding tone went away. "I'm so proud of what the three of you have done and will do in the future together."

"Thank you, Professor," it was as if Okabe had no control over thinking about what to say. "I promise not to let you down."

Leskinen smiled, and as he did, the scenery around Okabe began melding together into one gray blob before ramming into him at full force, bringing him back to his room in the present.

A sweat broke out on his forehead as the visions continued assaulting him. He started rummaging through his pockets, trying to find the Reading Steiner pills to be able to quell them.

If you take those pills, then you will continue being the monster from World War III with no hope of adapting to this reality. These memories are for your sake.

His hand froze in his pocket. The pills were in his grasp, but he hesitated on pulling them out because of what the voice in his head told him. It was as if this voice was his past self, lecturing him on how to live in this world. Before he could think further, Okabe was launched back into the same scene with Leskinen in front of him with the Professor's hands on his shoulders.

"I'm so sorry for leaving you three so suddenly like this," he said, taking his hands off of Okabe's shoulders.

"Don't you want to at least tell them goodbye too?" Okabe was a passenger in his own body.

"Lord knows if I try, they'll threaten me to stay," Leskinen laughed a sad laugh. "This is for the better. As much as I want to stay, I can't find it in myself to tell them how much more this matters to me than staying here."

Okabe could tell Leskinen was lying, but it wasn't an insidious lie. It was as if his true goal was in relation to protecting them rather than just leaving them. As if his departure was because of how much more he cared about them than anything else.

"Anyway," Leskinen tried brightening up the mood. "I hope your English has gotten good enough to be able to teach that course! You're the most charismatic man I've met - aside from me of course - but I hope I'm not overstepping my bounds by handing it off to you."

"Oh no, of course not," Okabe laughed. "I think I can handle myself pretty well thanks to you, Professor."

Leskinen laughed along with Okabe. "That's the spirit!"

Leskinen sighed before walking back to his desk area and cleaning up whatever was left of his research. He dumped it all in the box that he had found outside, almost as if he had a plan to continue once he left. It was all so unceremonious. A scientist of his caliber should have certainly gotten a send-off, but here he was, packing his things with only Okabe present to see it.

"Why did you want me to see you off, anyway?" Okabe asked.

"Well, I need someone to be able to give a reason for why I'm leaving," Leskinen replied. "If I were to just disappear, Kurisu would think that it's her fault for my departure because of how much of a worrywart she is."

Leskinen picked up the box and placed it under his arm. "Tell her it's not her fault. I know we got into a nasty argument the last time we spoke, but she should never blame herself. The timing of these unforseen events are cruel at times, don't you think? Tell the both of them that I'm retiring to live a life in the countryside like I've always wanted."

Okabe watched as Leskinen walked past him. "You're saying that like you're leaving our lives for good."

Leskinen stopped just before the door.

"Goodbye, Rintaro," he never answered Okabe's question and never turned to face him. "I know you guys will be able to make do without me."

Okabe was slammed back into reality once Leskinen uttered his last words to him. It was almost as if that was the Professor's way of saying goodbye to him even though he had already passed on. A kind soul, who only cared for what was best of those around him. That's the kind of man that Alexis Leskinen was to the Rintaro Okabe of this worldline. Sure, he wasn't purely innocent because he still worked for the shady organization that was Stratfor, but he always ensured that his work never affected the lives of his loved ones.

These were the moments I never told her about, the voice said. I could only tell her that he retired and nothing more because I never got the chance. You have that chance now.

I understand, Okabe spoke to the voice in his head, his eyes brimming with tears. I understand. I know what I've done, and now I must find a way to help Kurisu get past this. These memories aren't for my sake - they're for her. That's what you'd have wanted me to think, right, Okabe Rintaro?

He never got a response. The only thing he heard was Kurisu's sobbing into the floor of their room. It seemed like the manifestation of the Okabe he replaced seemed satisfied with his realization and let him be. Okabe was now free of visions and could finally focus on taking care of Kurisu like he should have been from the start. He shouldn't have been focused on how he didn't deserve to console Kurisu, she needed it more than anything and he was busy thinking for himself.

"This is all my fault," Kurisu said. "I should have talked to him. I should have walked in. I should have seen him one last time."

He reached his hand to her and stroked her hair as she cried into the floor. However, as soon as his hand landed on her head, she recoiled and looked at him in something close to disgust.

"Y-you're not my husband," she said between sobs. "I-I thought I knew you, but I was wrong. I don't know who you are. You're not him."

She cast daggers on him with her gaze, but he was ready to receive it. In fact, he was ready to throw those daggers back at her and lay down the gauntlet once more to prove himself.

"Kurisu," he started softly. "I know I'm not him, but I am Okabe Rintaro. I'm a man who's lived more lifetimes than he can count; a scientist and a 'terrorist' from World War III. I am the man who sat in the time machine for 11 years, nearly driving myself to insanity just to ensure that one of the people most precious to me got to see our worldline shift to one of peace. I survived. I survived past my expiration date because of my will to live to see you once more. More importantly, I survived to tell you that this wasn't your fault. Leskinen - your Papa - never wanted to see you like this; he never wanted to see you blaming yourself for something you had no control over."

The tears that brimmed in his eyes finally fell as he recalled the visions he had been granted by his past self.

"Kurisu, I didn't want you in that hospital because I didn't want you to risk your safety. If Leskinen were to do what I did, he'd have done the same thing and probably kept Maho out of it too. He wanted to protect you just as much as I do, and I realize that now."

Kurisu was confused.

"I remember. I remember when we'd go out for drinks after ATF. I remember when he said his final goodbye. I remember everything there is about the man who was Alexis Leskinen, and I'm going to use those memories of him to push forward."

He grit his teeth. "I know that my actions were inhumane. No amount of pleading for forgiveness can atone for what I had done. But I also know that Leskinen never wanted you to feel guilty. He never retired because of your fight with him; he retired because the Committee left him no other choice. He told me to take care of you, and I'll do just that."

Kurisu's eyes were wide in surprise. "H-how do you remember? I-isn't Reading Steiner a complete overwrite?"

"Not always," he said with the same softness, happy that Kurisu acknowledged him in another way that wasn't anger. "There's moments that I can recall on other worldlines, and one of those moments were Leskinen's words of goodbye to me before he left. Kurisu, he had faith in us to reach beyond what we could possibly hope for. I promised him we would."

Okabe looked down, feeling his tears dry up. "I'm going to find his killer and avenge him. It's the least I can do."

He never thought he'd say those words in regards to someone like Leskinen, but they rang true to him. The Leskinen of this worldline was not the same man as the one that put Okabe through hell in Beta.

"I can't..." Kurisu tried saying before looking at the floor once more.

It was a surprise that she was able to get words out, but it was also frustrating because she could never quite finish her sentences. Okabe got closer to her, and she didn't scoot away. He then placed his hand atop hers to comfort it and let her know that he was there.

"Okarin," she sobbed. "I can't lose you too."

The faith he hoped she'd have in him to do what he promised was nowhere to be found. It almost felt like a grave insult considering Okabe had survived much worse than a murderer.

"You told me what Wakui was like," she said. "You made me design that helmet to make sure he wasn't as dangerous. If he was able to get out of Hokkaido, then there's no way the helmet survived."

The statement itself confused Okabe. He didn't know just what kind of person Wakui was, but if he was dangerous enough to make Kurisu fashion something just for him meant that he was not someone who could be taken down quite as easily as he'd have hoped. Of course, Kurisu was well-versed in just what Wakui was because of her closeness to him, so he was her only source of information.

Okabe squeezed her hand. "Kurisu, what is Wakui like?"

The name itself seemed familiar to Okabe, but he was never able to place his finger on just who it was. He just needed her help; she could hate him all she wanted, but all he needed was to know just who Wakui was.

Kurisu looked up at him. Her eyes caught on something just behind them and they widened in response. The only thing she could let out was a gasp before falling back and crawling away from him. Okabe looked behind himself, trying to see what Kurisu saw.

At the door was a man who could be no older than 50. His glasses amplified the murderous glint in his eye which complimented his wicked smile. His hair was a disheveled mess, but it seemed purposefully done so. Okabe got up in between the man and Kurisu.

"You lock me up for twenty years and forget what I'm like?" the voice was so nonchalant that it chilled Okabe. "That's hurtful, Okabe-kun."

The man stepped into the room.

"If you don't mind me, Miss, I'm going to take your husband with me to talk for a bit."

Kurisu tried pushing past Okabe, but Okabe put his arm up to block her. "I won't let you!"

"I'm afraid you don't have a choice," the man flashed his teeth once more before blowing something out of his palm.

In the next moment, Okabe couldn't hear anything - not even his own screaming from the pain of seemingly losing his eardrums. He looked at Kurisu who had fallen and curled up, screaming as well. He looked at the man who afflicted them with the pain. He was right above Okabe and enjoyed every second of what he was putting the pair through.

He stomped on Okabe continously until Okabe lost consciousness. He couldn't hear what was happening, but it was as if his nerves were set on fire. He welcomed the cold embrace of unconsciousness with welcome arms just so that he could escape the crippling pain he felt.

He could only worry for Kurisu, but it was too late to do anything.

Before long, Okabe slipped into the darkness that waited for him.

A/N: To be honest, I wasn't exactly a big fan of writing this chapter. There's something about it to me that just feels slightly off, but I couldn't place my finger on it. Anyway, what'd you think? I'm seemingly blind to my own writing because I love what some of you point out in your analyses of the chapters as they come out. Seeing your feedback encourages me more than anything and it's that feedback that gets me writing as quickly as I do because I want to be able to entertain you all.

Thank you for supporting this as long as you have!

Anyway, I'm headed off to university next month so my mind is gonna be focused on that instead of writing this. Once I get settled in, I'll begin working on Chapter 15. Sorry for making you all wait as my original goal was to get 14 and 15 out of the way, but more and more stuff is piling up that I can't ignore. I promise I won't forget this!

If you're going to Anime Expo, I'll be there! Feel free to shoot me a message if you ever want to talk or anything because I'll mostly be wandering around different groups.

That's all from me. I'll hopefully see you guys sometime in the next two months when I'm all settled in. I appreciate whatever feedback you give me, even if it's just commenting on the story!

Quil~