Sunako continued her questions with childlike curiosity. From 'Why do you wear those clothes' (answer: because capes are sometimes hard to find and tend to drive people (women) away), to 'will you bite me' (answer: NO, IDIOT!). She even asked, 'What kind of blood is most preferable' (answer: a topic best left for later).

Though the vampires tried to keep their answers honest, clear, and void of any annoyance, Kyohei was always two seconds away from ripping her head off and leaving her on the side of the road, and Ranmaru was two steps from letting him. Yuki seemed to be the only one able to tolerate the dreamer in the backseat without thinking of harming her.

The trip took longer, much to their irritation, with the few stops Sunako requested to relieve her self and to get food. Yuki had to talk the other two out of leaving her at the gas station. It was an entire day before they entered the surrounding area of their neighborhood. Houses, ones much bigger than the one Sunako just came from, became less frequent.

Ranmaru made a sharp turn and the car started to slant upwards. To see, Sunako rolled down the dark-tinted window and gasped. At the very top of the extremely tall hill upon which they were traveling, was a very dark, very immense, very beautiful castle with the sun setting behind it, giving it even more ominous feeling.

"This is where you live?" She asked with giddiness. "You might be real vampires, after all."

"Yes, because the place we live makes us vampires, and not the sharp teeth, strange thirst for blood, and ability to never die."

"Kyohei," Yuki cautioned, "we're almost there. You can hold on just a bit longer."

"It's not like she's even listening anymore," The darker blonde-hair vampire motioned to the dazed girl. It was true. Sunako was no longer paying any attention to the others in her presence. She was in the middle of a dream, which involved a lunatic chasing her around the shadowy corners of the stone building with a bloody cleaver, rope, and key to the dungeon below. Oh, how wonderful would it be if that happened!

"See," Kyohei continued, "she off in dreamland probably thinking of torture instruments. I'm telling you, there's something wrong with her."

"That may be," Ranmaru muttered, drained from the day's excursion, "but at this point, we need her. Que Dieu nous aide tous."

He pulled the car up the curved drive way and parked it. Sunako practically bolted from the backseat and up the steps the led to the large, double doors. The doors themselves were made of a dark wood with detailed carving around the outside. Hanging in the middle of each door were two cast iron bat doorknockers. Sunako took in the details with admiration. She'd always had visions of places like this.

"Thanks for helping," a voice grounded out behind her, brushing pass and opening up the door.

Yuki groaned. "She's our guest, Kyohei, let it go."

"She's uninvited," he called back. "Takenaga! Get down here!"

Sunako peeked around the doorway slowly. The foyer was expansive and brightly lit, but with a gloomy feeling to it. Immediately, Sunako smiled and felt at home. She walked throw the entrance and looked around. The artwork, she realized, is what gave it dismal vibe, despite all the light, both from electricity and candles.

"This way, Dear," she turned to find Yuki standing with her bags at the other end of the hall, "I'll lead you to your room."

Sunako all but danced her way down the hall, taking in all that was around her glee. Yuki led her into what she could only assume was one of the few main rooms. It was more a ballroom, of course, with a wide marble floor that shined. She could see the ceiling three stories above her. Only her steps echoed as she danced through the space. Turning, she saw Yuki standing near the opening of the grand staircase that led to the second floor. He had a light smile as he watched her. His smile, however, was not what she noticed most.

She gasped with delight. "You don't reflect!" she said pointing behind him.

Yuki appeared confused for a moment before it dawned on him. Turning, he looked at the mirror; or, to be more precise, he looked at the lack of his reflection. "Yes, some of the legends have to be true, I suppose." He turned back to her to see a wistful look on her face as she gazed longingly where he was supposed to be.

"You have no idea how much I want to live in a world without reflections," she said. "It would be so easier."

"But then you'd never be able to see what you look like. You couldn't do your hair or make-up."

Sunako waved her hand in dismissal. "I couldn't care less what my hair looks like and I never wear make-up. There's no use for it when you're like me."

"And what are you like?"

Sunako furrowed her brow in confusion after considering his question. Usually, she had no problem answering the question. Now, though, standing before someone who has had years to think of the question and then answer it, she didn't know what to say.

"I know who I want to be," she replied instead.

Yuki's lips titled upward in the beginnings of a smile. "Who is that?"

"I want to be one of you," she said with confidence, "I know that I would be better that way."

The small smile disappeared. "No one would be better this way. Now come, I have to show you to you're new room."

Sunako rolled her eyes. He could try to deny it all he wanted, she thought with determination, but I'll be one of them one day.

"I wouldn't have to stay here," she commented as she followed him up the stairs. "Just one bite, the sharing of blood, and I'll be out of your hair. Simple, really."

"What, you don't like me now?" he countered with a joking grin. "I'm insulted that you would leave so soon."

"You're fine," Sunako laughed. It was true, she'd gotten used to his politeness and distinct human-like ways. In a strange way, it fit his innocent image. She really couldn't imagine him any other way. "It's your companions I'd like to get rid of."

Yuki nodded. "Yes, Kyohei and Ranmaru can be quite the handful if you're not used to them." They turned one last corner and stopped. "Here we are. Home sweet home…for now, at least."

Sunako moved around him and opened the door. There were a few windows that would let the sun's light in, but they could easily be covered. Candles scattered the room and in the middle, there was -

-a coffin!

She turned to show Yuki how pleased she was with the room he was giving her, but she noticed he wasn't in the room with her. Sunako walked back out into the hallway and found him leaning against the wall.

"Are you happy with the accommodations?"

"Yes!" She was almost afraid that her face might freeze in the smile she was wearing. "Why are you standing out here, though?"

Yuki gaze went down, avoiding eye contact. "The room is rumored to be haunted. It was my room for the first week I was here before Kyohei told me; I don't know if it's true. I thought you might like the reputation, though."

Sunako blinked. "You're afraid of ghosts?" The thought was almost hysterical – a vampire scared of a little, harmless ghost.

"If you think vampires are dangerous then you'd be should be wary of everything else," he warned, still without lifting his eyes from his feet.

"Have you ever seen this so-called ghost?" Sunako asked with a teasing tone, "Or any, for that matter?"

Yuki glanced at her briefly. "No. But I've never had a need to find proof either."

"So, you're not going to come into my room?"

Yuki's lips tilted in a way that Sunako was beginning to connect with him, his green eyes bright in a childlike way and blonde hair slightly too long for his small face. "No. Not if I can avoid it."

Sunako nodded. She didn't really want any of them in her room to begin with, even if they were vampires. She pointed back into the room. "What's with the coffin? Can I keep it?"

Yuki shrugged in a careless manner. "You can do whatever you want with it. We had no use for it, so we put it in here." Her shoulders noticeably dropped.

"You mean, you don't need coffins to sleep?" she whined a little.

The green-eyed vampire chuckled. "It's a preference. We can sleep very well in coffins, probably better than without them, but it's not a life or death matter."

Sunako cocked an eyebrow. "Can I sleep in the coffin?"

"Only if you want to." She could tell that Yuki was disturbed by her reactions to everything, but he was doing well responding to them.

"Great!" she said and turned back to the room to start organizing her belongings.

"Sunako," Yuki called out before she could shut the door, "The master of the house will be around shortly to talk with you."

Sunako noticed the slight change in his demeanor. He was not as calm as before, but more firm and as though he were stressing over something. She nodded and slowly let the door click shut.

xXx

It had been about forty-five minutes before there was a knock on the door. In that time, Sunako had managed to find material thick enough to block out the light from the windows, light all the candles, and make-up her new "bed." She was in the middle of putting her clothes in the dresser when the noise interrupted her. For a moment, she thought it was the ghost welcoming her, but remembered Yuki's last words. She stood and almost ran to the door, eager to see the owner of the Red Drop and master of the house, as Yuki called him.

Standing before her was the only one she could tell was a vampire. Eyes the color of frozen water, holding as much warmth as an ice cube, and pale skin were what gave it away. His sleek black hair added to his dangerous look. He was beautiful, she'd give him that, but they all were. However, there was something especially vampire-y about this one. He gave her the jitters. He was dressed respectively in a suit of black and blue that only added to his lethal image.

"Sunako Nakahara," he said, his voice like a deep, flowing melody. "it's a pleasure to meet you finally. I am Takenaga Oda, and you seem to have found something of mine."

Her hand immediately went to the drop that she kept hidden under her shirt. It had started to grow warm, reacting to his presence.

"Ah, yes," he sighed. His eyes flashed with something she couldn't identify. "My friends have informed me of your request. Perhaps we should talk." He motioned to a small table and two chairs sitting in the corner of her room. All she could do was nod, still in shock of his presence. She'd been around vampires all day, but for the first time she actually felt like it.

He held out the chair for her and she took a seat, her hand still wrapped around the warm charm. "It's nice to finally meet you, too." She finally got out as he took his seat across from her.

He gave a tight, controlled smile. "From what I've heard, I'm sure it is for you. Now, tell me, why such demands?"

"I have dreamed of nothing but your world since I can remember. A part of me always said that it couldn't be true, that vampires and ghost and everything else could never be real. But, there was this bigger part that couldn't let go. I want to be here. I firmly believe that I belong in this world."

Takenaga held her eyes in his, as if he was trying to see the reasoning of her craziness. "It's a world you know nothing about, I can tell. You thought we were something different, something dark. Has your opinion changed since you discovered our existence?"

Sunako shrugged. "Well, it's all a little different that I thought before, but that doesn't change what I want. I don't belong with them."

"With who?"

"With the humans," she answered. "You're different, but I'm different, too."

Takenaga hissed in annoyance. "And what makes you so sure that you would be better off as a vampire? You know nothing of us, of our ways. Every year, some new cult or fashion idolizes vampires, thinks they know who we are and how we live. Even you thought you understood what it means to be a creature of this night, that much I could see, but you don't. You say you don't fit it with humans, but you're just like them, you would just like to believe in your own way."

"Then let me learn about you," Sunako urged. She wasn't going to give up so easily, just because this vampire told her no. "Give me time, and if it's still something I want, you turn me, either way I'll give you your Blood Drop."

"No." Takenaga shook his head resolutely. "You took that off the table before you came here. Our side of the bargain was letting you give me my drop in person. Now, I'm here, hold up your end of the deal." He held out his hand expectantly. "Believe me when I say one of the only things you got right was how dangerous we could be when crossed."

"I want a chance," Sunako whispered. Her grip tightened around the drop, even as it grew hotter.

"You say you want this, but what if you don't?"

"I do. I know I do."

Takenaga kept his cool. "That's not enough! It's not enough to just trust your heart blindly."

Silence passed over them. Sunako began to feel uncomfortable with the way he was staring at her. Finally, he sighed.

"Two months. That's it." He said. Seeing her confused expression, he continued. "In two months, you will give me a better reason than the one you have today. If you give me a real reason to turn you, I will. That's a promise. At the end of two months, you will give me my Blood Drop no matter the outcome."

"You could say whatever reason I give you isn't good enough. How do I know that this isn't some trick?"

Takenaga smirked. "Why care? Either way, you get to spend two months in the house of a vampire. You should just be happy I don't kill you now. You know I could do that, right. I think you underestimate my desire to keep you alive. I could reach over right now, and in milliseconds, be done with this and you."

Sunako smiled. "I think you underestimate just how much I would love that."

His blue eyes sparked with dark humor before he narrowed him. "You're very weird, you know that?"

"That's exactly my point."

Takenaga leaned back in his seat and nodded as if accepting his fate. "Okay." He said with a resigned sigh. He stood and moved gracefully towards the door. Turning back before stepping out into the hallway, he gave her one reminder.

"Two months."

Sunako kept her eyes on him until he shut the door. Two months. Two months with vampires. Studying them, watching them, eating with them. The possibilities were endless. What she could do with two months!

xXx

After she put the final additions in her room (a few skulls from her aunt's place here and there, along with the jack-o-lantern lights around her coffin), she headed out to explore her new home. It was much larger than what she had been use to. She wondered the four vampires she met were the only ones who lived there or if there were more. She desperately hoped there were more. The ones she had the chance to meet were less than…expected. Not that she didn't like Yuki, he was nice, but he was honestly not vampire material.

Takenaga Oda was the one that impressed her the most. She could tell from the moment he knocked on her door exactly what he was, which was how it was supposed to be. She could feel the vampire-ness just emitting from him.

The other two, however, she wished were some sort of joke. Neither of them deserved the title of Vampire.

In her search, Sunako found three ballrooms, four libraries, a number of rooms she couldn't find a meaning for, and the kitchen. It was a glorious kitchen, truly a testament to the grand art of cooking. The knife sets alone sent Sunako to cloud nine.

She looked in the freezer and refrigerator to see what they had to start with and found absolute nothing of use. There were left over takeout cartons and a few items here and there, but nothing to put the kitchen to its full use.

Sunako frowned. She would have to correct that. There was no way she was going to be here for two months and not have a decent meal.

"Excuse me, but what are you doing?" The voice was sweet, but annoyed. And feminine. Excited, Sunako turned to face the vampiress.

The girl had her hands on her hips and an eyebrow lifted expectantly. She was beautiful, but not the vampire beautiful that Sunako was starting to anticipate. Then she realized the reason the human girl was there.

"So, you want to be a vampire, too." Sunako said while nodding understandingly. She was confused as to why an attractive girl like her would want the same thing she wanted, but was happy to find a companion anyway.

The girl lifted her eyebrows in confusion. "Kyohei!" she shouted then, "Why haven't you killed the trespasser yet?"

"Stop bellowing at me!" he shouted back, his voice booming throughout the kitchen before he appeared in the doorway. "I can hear you. And she's not a trespasser. She's just an idiot who will be staying here for a while. Think of her as Takenaga's new pet." He finished with a smirk.

The beautiful human girl looked towards Sunako again. Her eyes were set in a glare that seemed to burn a hole right through Sunako. Suddenly, she was sure she hadn't found a comrade, but a new enemy.

However, Sunako couldn't figure out why.

"New pet, huh?" the girl said, her glower only increasing in strength. "Why is she here anyway?"

"You haven't heard?" Kyohei asked, still smirking. "She's Sunako Nakahara, founder of the missing Blood Drop. She insisted in returning it the rightful owner personal."

The girl stopped shooting daggers from her eyes. "She found it? You're Sunako Nakahara?"

Sunako nodded. She held out her hand, as it now seemed safe. "It's nice to meet you. So, when do you plan on being turned?"

The girl looked back over to Kyohei. "What is she talking about?"

"She also insisted on becoming a vampire, kind of as a reward for finding the drop. Takenaga said that she'd be here for two months at least, while he makes his decision."

The girl laughed, her bright blue eyes brightening and light brown hair shaking around her small frame. "So, how much are Ranmaru and Yuki betting?"

Kyohei growled. "I don't know what you're talking about."

"Oh, yes you do! I don't think you'd even last two weeks."

"Shut up!" he roared before marching from the room, leaving the two girls.

"Oh, that boy," the girl rolled her eyes. She turned back to Sunako who was amazed by how the human treated the vampire. "I'm Noi, by the way. I take care of the house and make sure Master Takenaga has everything he needs."

Sunako's eyes widened even more than before. A human slave had been allowed to address a vampire in such a way. These's guys were softer than she thought.

"How do you get away with that?" She asked, confused.

"What, Kyohei?" Noi shrugged. "He's a total pain to deal with, sure, but he'd never hurt his own family."

Sunako shook her head, baffled even more. "You're apart of the coven? But you can't be; you're human."

"Well, I'm not technically apart of the coven, but my family has been serving Takenaga for centuries. These four stopped viewing us as outsiders years ago."

"So, you're not a vampire but not a slave?"

Noi eyes widened again, this time offended. "Slave! Where would you get that idea?"

"You're human." Sunako said as if the answer were that simple. "It's natural for vampires to view humans as insignificant and treat them as slaves. And you referred to him as Master."

She lifted a delicate eyebrow. "Are you aware that you're still human?"

"Yes. But only for a little while longer."

"And what happens when Takenaga says no to you're request?"

"You mean if," Sunako replied quickly.

Noi shook her head and smirked. "I mean when. Takenaga would never change someone."

"He promised."

"That he'd turn you, or that he'd consider it?"

Sunako stopped. Had she been tricked? She was aware that he could say no to any of her reasons, thinking them to be stupid human notions, but would he even mull over them before denying her?

"Like I said," Noi continued, "when he says no."

Sunako shrugged. "Then I'll find another way."

Noi nodded. "Hmm. You have willpower and guts, for sure. Not many would face two months with blood-thirsty creatures around every turn."

Sunako perked at this. "And what about you? You said that your family had been serving Takenaga's coven for centuries." She was honestly curious about this girl and her life. It was the kind of life she'd always wanted.

"Not serving Takenaga's coven, just Takenaga."

"Really?" Sunako smiled. "He's been alive for that long?"

Noi giggled in return. "He's not alive, but yeah, that long. As the story goes, he saved the life of some great relative of mine and in return that great relative swore not only his loyalty, but entire family's loyalty, even mine."

Sunako was fascinated. "Wow. So you can't leave him?"

The other girl shook her head. "No, we can leave. Takenaga never wanted to have someone in debt to him, never wanted the servitude. He released us of our bind as soon as the man died. Still, some came to love it here with him and stayed around to help him."

Noi had started making tea during her story and when it finished she led Sunako to a table and chairs, inviting her to sit down.

"You seem to know a lot about them," Sunako commented, taking a small sip and noted the delicious taste.

"It's really my job," Noi shrugged. "Those of my family line that stayed made sure that Takenaga had everything he would ever need here, so I have to know about him, all of the others in extension as well."

"What was it like growing up with vampires?"

Noi glanced at her. "Honestly, I didn't notice until I was eleven. They were just there, you know. At eleven, I asked my mother why they never changed and she told me."

"And you were okay with it." Sunako confirmed that she and Noi had more in common than she had with anyone in her past life.

"Not at first, no," Noi replied after a sip of her own tea. "I ran away. Lived with some my other family who knew of them but never bothered to care."

Sunako looked down slightly sadden at her response.

"But," Noi continued, "I missed them. Not just my mom, but Yuki's kind words and eyes, Ranmaru's dirty mouth, Kyohei's temper; I missed them all." Sunako noted the lack of mention toward the master, and briefly wondered what the reason was before deciding that she didn't care.

"So, what's the story behind the red drop?" Sunako asked, lifting the necklace to the light hanging from the ceiling. The light outlined the drop, making the color look darker.

"No one knows for sure," Noi then said. Sunako noticed that she was looking at the wall, a far away look in her eyes. "The story I've been told is that that Romelia Hopkins—"

"She's real?" Sunako interrupted.

"Unfortunately," Noi replied. "She's the one that changed Takenaga."

"But I heard that he loved her," Sunako argued. "I also heard that she was human."

Noi nodded. "He did love her, and she wasn't human; he was. He loved her so much he ignored her oddities. See, the legend that had been spread was that they were in love, he was turned and so they couldn't be together, and as a reminder he gave her is Blood Drop, the last piece of his humanity. However, the story that we're told is much different.

He thought he was in love with her. She new and different and beautiful. It was only after he declared his love for her in front of his family, telling that he was going to marry her, that she let her real intentions show."

"She was after his money?" Sunako guessed, unable to stay quiet.

Noi shook her head and gave her a look that suggested she'd better wait. "No, she was after something more important.

His family was alarmed. At that time, they had arranged a marriage for him. Takenaga, though, wouldn't hear of it. He wanted no one but Romelia. His family agreed, but he was so happy that he also didn't noticed their easy approval.

The night before their wedding, his family had someone sent to her room, with the intent to have her killed. That was their plan – to kill her" –Noi giggled at the thought— "but they had no idea what they were up against. That night, Romelia slaughter his entire family, even his older sister whom he adored.

She came for him last. Instead of killing him, though, she changed him. Takenaga didn't know what was happening until he couldn't stop it. And after that, he saw was she did. She tried to play it off as if she had no other choice, but he finally saw her for who she really was. For that, for everything she did that night, he hated her.

It seemed to be Romelia's original plan. She had been going around changing men who loved her for a while, then leaving them when she was done. Takenaga, however, left her first, and she never got over it. It wasn't until later that he realized she took his drop; he didn't know anything about it until another vampire told him."

Sunako stared wide-eyed, completely captivated by the story. "That is so much better than that stupid love story in my book."

Noi smirked. "As the story goes, centuries later they met up again. He was walking down the street when he saw her on the arm of another boy, and with his drop hanging from her neck along with others. He saw himself in that boy, and knew he had to stop her from stealing more lives as she stole his.

He followed them, waited, and finally when he caught her alone he made his move. They 'clashed,' as it was called. Apparently, they got too close to the city or disrupted the home of a witch; the actual detail was lost with time. She questioned their motives and she decided tor curse them to a house on opposite ends of the earth and hid his drop away. She said that which ever one got the drop first had their freedom."

The listener furrowed her brow. "But why is he being punished? He didn't do anything wrong."

Noi shrugged. "I'm not sure, but it doesn't actually matter, he's stuck here either way. He had a hard time before my family came along. Nobody made deliveries to this house back then." She giggled.

"How'd he save their life?"

"Cold night, he was sick with no where to go, found his way to the front gate." Noi explained simply. "At that time, people thought that this place was cursed or that a monster lived here; they had no idea how right they were, though. It had been a while since Takenaga had talked to anyone, so when he found the wander, he asked if he wanted a place to stay the night."

Noi laughed. "He claims it was for his own selfish reasons that he allowed the strange man in his home—his own need for some contact with the outside world and not to save the man's life, but we all know differently. Takenaga would never let someone die like that. He won't go out of his way to save someone, but he won't just someone die if he could help."

Sunako sat back and took it all in. It changed her opinion on vampires. Romelia sounded as if she was the perfect example of what a vampire should be, but there was something about the other one that couldn't be denied, despite his somewhat noble impression.

"And the others?" Sunako urged, hoping to get her to continue her stories.

"There's not much to tell." Noi sighed. "Yuki was a good kid from a small, modest family walking home one night when he was caught by a vampire who was just after a meal, but was interrupted. I don't know how he found Takenaga, but he stayed because he wasn't doing very well in their world. Yuki's not one to fight, so he was a target. Takenaga offers a certain amount of protection, as well as Ranmaru and Kyohei. Nobody ever messes with the three of them, and they'd never let anyone mess with Yuki.

Ranmaru jokes that he was a vampire's sex slave, but I don't know if any of that's true, you know. He always says things like that, and I can't ever tell if he's lying or not. My mom could, though; she had a closer relationship with him than I have. Although, I'm not sure if I'd want to know the truth about him.

Kyohei just showed up one day. They had all heard of him, of course. The vampire world is relatively small and rumors fly fast; rumors about Kyohei fly even faster. Yuki tells me that Takenaga had an odd fascination with him. You'll see that they have a weird, but somewhat brotherly relationship. It's very annoying."

After she finished, the two girls talked bit about nothing important before Noi said her good nights and headed out of the kitchen. Sunako walked back to her new room with a thrilled beam on her face. The stories she had heard made her renewed her excitement for her stay with the vampires.

As she snuggled into her coffin and blew out her bed side candle, she wondered how she was going to convince them to let her stay, as she already knew there was no way she could go back to her old life.

xXx

The next morning, Sunako lifted the top off the casket and stretched. Sleeping in there had been more comfortable that she could ever have imagined. Now, more than ever, she wished her aunt had let her get one years' ago.

She wandered down to the kitchen to see what she could have before shopping. Sunako had already determined to go shopping with Noi. She was sure there was a thing or two she could teach her about cooking, which reminded her to ask whether the vampires ate too. There was just so much to learn, and Sunako was eager for every bit of it.

Surprise hit her as she entered the room. Sitting at the table with a handle gaming system was Yuki, dressed as always in the most casual cloths.

"You're up earlier than I expected," she commented, heading over to the cabinets. From the corner of her eye, she could see him glance at the clock on the wall.

"It's noon," he replied.

"I know."

Yuki laughed. "Sorry to disappoint you even more, but vampires are not strictly natural creatures."

"I realized that when you picked me up yesterday, but I was hoping that it would be most preferred."

"It is," Yuki nodded, turning the game off and setting it down. Watching him, Sunako couldn't help but see him as nothing more than a teenage boy who could have possibly went to her school. It sent a wave of exasperation through her before she focused. She knew he was vampire, but she just couldn't see it in him. Hopefully, he would do something soon that would obliterate all of her doubts.

"Then why are you up?"

"Because the day's activities require daytime hours," he answered cheerfully.

Sunako seemed weary. What business could a vampire have during the day?

"Me and you are going to volunteer at the nursing home in town." He clarified, giving her a wide smile that made him look even younger and more human. Sunako couldn't help it.

She groaned.

Yuki was never going to be the vampire of her dreams.

So this was actually chapter 4 and 5, which I put together for some reason. That's why it's longer...don't expect it to happen a lot.

Que Dieu nous aide tous - May God help us all.

Anyway, I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and as all ways, if you see a mistake let me know. Let me know what you think, too. If it's just an idea about what's going to happen or what you think about Takenaga's story, I'd love to know your thoughts. Leave me a review.

Thank you for reading and reviewing. See you in a week, hopefully.

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