First of all, I would like to dedicate this whole chapter to my friend in real life who never left my side, and stayed with me for almost 6 years since 4th grade: ESTRELLA HERNAEZ or the author 'stormtwink'.

Thank you my friend. Best friend.

This is also decicated to the RyoSaku fans out there :)

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Chapter Five

Approvals and Disapprovals (Part 1)

Ryoma regained his composure because of his anger, "What?"

I was sure that I was standing still but I felt my knees weaken. I must have the look of a shocked statue by now, or rather, a goldfish with its eyes bulging out.

"I'm sure that the two of you will have a happy and peaceful life, I'm counting on you Ryoma" Nanjirou said as he went to pat Ryoma's back with his other hand giving a thumbs up.

That moment, I was about to voice out my protest about Uncle's idea, but instead, I was stunned for the second time before I could even mutter a word.

Because the second Uncle Jirou touched Ryoma's back...

...was the second Ryoma delivered a punch on Uncle Jirou's face.

Hard.

Hard enough to make him fall on the floor.

Nanjirou winced, putting a hand where his face was punched and the other hand on his hip, trying to soothe the pain from his backside, "What did you do that for-"

"No one's going to live in MY house except ME." Ryoma said with anger and power in his voice. His glare was enough to surprise Uncle and was enough to create a dominating atmosphere.

Then he glanced at me.

He was giving me a death glare, and that was the last thing I need before falling down to my knees. He seemed unfazed by my action, not even a triumphant smirk was displayed on his face. I was looking directly at him, as he was at me. I wasn't thinking of anything but his terrifying eyes, I was definitely trembling. "If you ever follow my father, you will experience worse than you already have" he said.

I inwardly shivered.

"Inui, Fuji, don't let the others find out about this, especially Momo and Eiji. "

And with that, Ryoma left the room with the door slammed shut.

After seconds of silence, Uncle Jirou stood up. His staggering footsteps made me snap out of my stunned figure. I looked at Grandma, and she was just as shocked as I was, but when I looked at Sir Inui and Sir Fuji, they were exchanging glances of confusion.

I turned to my left and I saw the victim of Ryoma, who was Uncle, limping. And out of impulse, I went to his side and tried to support him as possible. "Uncle Jirou, are you okay?" I asked.

"Don't worry Sakuno, that old man is just-"

And when I was expecting for Grandma to finish her sentence...

"I just love my son! Did you see that punch? It really means that he had grown into a real man!" Uncle said with sparkling eyes, clenching his fists like he had just won a lottery. I was taken aback from his sudden reaction, then I heard Grandma sigh and murmured 'There he goes again'.

Then Uncle turned around to face me with a black cheeck and placed his hands on my shoulder in a reassuring manner, "Sakuno Ryuuzaki, I, Nanjirou Echizen, as your Uncle and as you Father's friend , as Ryoma's father, and as well as the Prime Minister, entrust you to be Ryoma's housemate and to take care of him in his years of young adulthood..."

Say What?

I stared at him with wide eyes. And I think Uncle-... no, I mean the Prime Minister took this as a sign to continue.

"You see, Ryoma hated women ever since he was touched by girls except for his mother...When he was a baby, his mother's pals were always there to pinch his cheeck; In Kindergarden, he was surrounded with girls; When he was in Elementary, he was still surrounded with girls and when he walks around the city to look for a Tennis shop, girls and women took pictures of him; When he took his Medical course, nursing students and teachers were there for him to assist him, and even in his private life, other girls were stalking him, and it all became worse when he choose the path of Tennis...And in this plan, I can both help Ryoma to stop hating girls and also to help you to live a peaceful life...So please Sakuno, take good care of him...okay? OKAY? O-K-A-Y?" The man in front of me, who was the Prime Minister, ended his words with showing me a hopeful, teary-eyed face.

Me? Living with Ryoma? Giving me a peaceful life?

I blinked and tried to process everything my Uncle had just said, but he was too fast to talk, for me to understand anything, and his expression was too much to bear, so, I've just decided to nod violently without very much thinking. Then I saw his face lit up.

P.M. Nanjirou grinned, "Is that your response?"

I gulped, "Y-y-yes."

"Are you sure?"

"Y-yes."

"Are you really-"

"Can you stop pestering my Grandchild? Or I'm going to punch your face too." Grandma said, walking towards us and pulling me away from P.M. Nanjirou's hands.

"And if anything happens to Sakuno, I will blame YOU, got that?" Grandma said, glaring at him.

"Yeah, yeah...So it's a DEAL!" Uncle shouted.

What have I gotten myself into?

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My hands were clutching the pants of my knees as I was seated beside Grandma in Sir Inui's car at the back seat. I knew I was shaking and it felt like my heart was going to burst. I knew it was wrong for me to nod and to say yes to Uncle's decision, but I just can't say no to him.

He was my Father's friend after all.

And besides, he was the Prime Minister. The Prime Minister! Who would defy him?

...

...none other than his own son, Ryoma.

Thinking about that made me shiver for the umpteenth time. I never want to look at his eyes again , well, I never want to see him again. But how can that happen when I'm going to be living with him?

"If you ever follow my father, you will experience worse than you already have"...

I can't get his voice out of my head. I might not be able to sleep tonight because of this...

"Sakuno, are you okay?"

My grandmother's call brought me back to reality, escaping from my horrible thoughts of what might happen in the future with Ryoma's presence in my life. I've never thought that being with your celebrity crush would bring such misfortune in your life. And now, I should have never wished to see him. Oh, how much I regret it.

I turned my head away from my hands and looked at grandma's side, smiling like nothing happened a while ago.

"I'm okay grandma, no need to worry." I said, trying to sound calm.

Grandma stared at me for a moment, before deeply sighing. "Sakuno, you don't need to act in front of me, I know you're scared and nervous." She said, taking one of my hands into hers, slipping her fingers into mine. It gave me a warm feeling. "Just tell me if you need anything okay?" She said, smiling back at me. I smiled, this time, a real one.

"Yes, grandma."

"We're here." Sir Fuji announced as the engine stopped in front of a dark blue-colored apartment building. I slipped off my fingers from grandma's hands to look at the image outside the window.

"Eh? My apartment?" I asked. "I thought we were going to grandma's house?"

"Well, your apartment is much nearer than coach's house, and you must be exhausted from all of the activities and events that happened today..."Sir Inui said as he adjusted his eyegalsses.

I fell silent for a moment. Thinking about it, a lot really happened for today...

"Coach, can I escort Sakuno to her apartment room?" Sir Fuji said, breaking the short silence. I gave him a surprised expression, before looking back at grandma, waiting for her answer.

"Why sure, thank you Fuji...and after doing that, I need an explanation on what happened this morning for Sakuno to be having those wounds..."Grandma's words sounded curious, and at the same time, irritated. Sir Fuji was sweatdropping, but I can tell that he wasn't nervous after hearing grandma's demand. And I was worried that grandma might ask him about my wounds...

"I'll explain the whole story Coach, don't worry. Now, If you may excuse your grandaughter and I..."

Sir Fuji looked at me, his eyes silently beckoning me to give my farewell to my grandmother. I blinked. "Um, we'll be going grandma..." I said, giving her a quick hug before opening the car's door and closing it with care.

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The two of us walked in silence. I was busy staring at the tiled floor like it was the most interesting thing I've ever seen in my whole life. I can feel my blood rushing to my cheeks, and I can't almost bear this twisted feeling in my stomach. Being alone with a guy(and a handsome one at that), always made me feel uncomfortable, since I grew up with my father as the only man in my life who was close to me.

Sir Fuji was walking beside me, from the entrance of the building, the elevator, and up until here in the 4th floor. On the way, every now and then, I would steal a glance from him, and there were moments when he was also looking back at me, making me feel giddy. After a few more minutes, we've finally reached our destination; my room. It was located at the last corner of the last corridor, and the atmosphere gives a lonely aura. But even if I had the most isolated room, I can say that I had the best view from the outside scenery of the balcony of my room. But the bad news was, I would be leaving this place soon.

I frowned at the thought.

"Earth to Sakuno?" Sir Fuji's voice echoed throught the hall. I looked up at him, straight to his eyes. Then I blushed (again).

"Oh, yeah, we're already here...haha..." I looked down, embarassed.

"Well, are you going to be okay alone here?" Sir Fuji asked, and there was concern somewhere in his voice. I nodded, not looking back him. "I'll be fine...Sir..." I said.

"Then...rest well..." He said, patting my head in a comforting manner. I smiled at him (still blushing) before he waved goodbye. When he already turned around and his back was facing me, I gropped my keys in my pocket, ready to open my door, but then I heard his footsteps going back to my direction.

"Oh, and Sakuno-"

I turned my head to see him, but instead of hearing his next words, I was met with a kiss on my forehead.

I thought my heart just jumped out of my throat.

Then he walked away with his last words echoing in the corridor, "Good night, Sakuno."

It was the second time of the day where I fell down unto my knees, only this time, my face was painted in scarlet red.

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After that night, I received a call from Grandma that I will take the day off from my jobs this week, so that my wounds could heal faster. So I've spent my time inside my apartment, eating chips and had a movie marathon with Tomoka. I also had a chat with her about Sir Fuji, which had her squealing the whole conversation. Nothing really bothered me (us) that week. I just had some resting time and a little fun with my best friend.

This week though, I will be starting my third job, which is being a manager of a professional tennis team, since my second job as a sales lady was cancelled by my grandmother for this week again, saying that I wouldn't be able to handle a lot of work for a day. So instead of insisting that I would like to start my second job, I agreed with her. Besides, grandma had a point.

One week was gone, three weeks left. I haven't saved a lot of money yet for my 'debt' from the son of the one who I consider my Uncle. Just thinking about it makes me feel...I don't know...caged? chained?

I'll just push that away for now.

I had only two jobs for the day, and it relieved me to no end when I was informed that I was excused from work at the Tezuka household. I can't face Sir Tezuka yet, not after breaking one of their family's furniture (vase).

The wounds on my face were healed already, but my arm was still wrapped in bandages, making me look like I have been from a war gang. (You know, like deliquents and punks...)

Currently, I'm riding in a train, wearing a gray collared blouse, black half pants, and gladiator sandals. My hair was tied in twin braids, since is was the one Tomoka suggested me to have as my hairstyle. The train was headed to the Tennis Courts where my grandma trains her Tennis team, to practice for any and every Tennis tournament that comes. But this day, she will be absent from their practice, for unknown reasons...

And that leaves me as her substitute for the day as a Coach (?) and my job as their manager.

Making that as a reason made me more nervous than I already am, and knowing that I'm not familiar with the team I'm going to be with, it made my heart beat faster. I'm not really hoping for tennis members who are kind enough to welcome me, or to treat me like grandma, but I'm also certain that I'm not hoping for them to be like Ryoma's team...I mean not all of them, since Sir Fuji and Sir Inui were kind to me, and Sir Tezuka wasn't that strict either...

I didn't know that grandma's team was the one I will be working with. Its just that the one who hired me was associated with grandma and informed her that I will be their new team manager. What a coincidence. If it really is.

'To all passengers, the next stop will be at the next station. Please do not forget your valuables. To all passengers... '

I took the P.A. as a cue to rearranged my thoughts and to focus on what will happen soon. I hope it wouldn't turn out bad. Not like the last one that happened to me...

Sigh...

...I would never want to see a Ponta can again...

In grape flavor.

...

I took off from the train and and patiently waited for the crowd of people to make way, who just also exited the train. After that, I walked to the public map near the stairs; I know I needed maps when it comes to places I've never been into.

I took my small notebook from my messenger bag, ready to copy the directions where my grandma told me to go to. I just hope I wouldn't get lost.

After copying some portion of the map, I went downstairs and proceeded to search for 'Tennis Grande', the name of the Tennis courts. My grandma told me that it was owned by the Family of Eiji's. And their one and only son is Kikumaru Eiji. Grandma said that he also is a Tennis player who's good in doubles, who uses acrobats in his tennis style.

Speaking of Eiji...I remember that name...sounds too familiar...

Oh, just get on with the map, Sakuno. Stop bothering with thinking of such things that will never give you any credit in return after thinking about them...(One of that is Ryoma...)

I mentally slapped myself after that.

A few more minutes of walking, and following the map properly, I was in a sidewalk of a clean road. It was a place with trees, and I've realized that there were tall, cream colored walls at the direction of my right arm, and on top of it were steel, crossed-fences. Then, I started hearing some 'thump' sounds. I assumed that this was already the 'Tennis Grande', and all I have to find now was the gate.

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I've succesfully entered the gates, giving myself a pat on my shoulder. It didn't took an hour to find it, and I wasn't lost along the way. I am currently walking in a straight path, where a lot of people (mostly were tennis players) were roaming around excitedly, talking about matches between teams, like Yamabuki, Hyotei and Shitenhouji (Based from what I've heard). All of them were busy talking to their selves, and some were already watching some players warming up from the green crossed-fences of the courts. I really made it inside Tennis Grande.

I would have been so proud of myself already if it wasn't for a bothering thought that entered my mind:

Where am I going to find my grandma's team, when I don't know the name of the team itself?

I may not be lost, but now, I don't even know what I'm finding for... where am I going to start? and how? Grandma said that it'll just be a surprise for me. A surprise indeed. a surprise like,'Ta-da! What's the name of the team Sakuno? Congratulations! You don't know!'.

Okay.

Now I'm in panic and sarcastic.

I tried to go back to the gate where a saw a guard standing a while ago, to ask if he knew my grandmother, and her team, but I ended up in an area where there wasn't a single person walking. Only big trees and carpet grass, cemented paths, some benches and a vendor machine.

Um...where am I?

Sigh.

Isn't that obvious? Well, look Sakuno, you're lost again.

Again.

In my whole 22 years of living here on Earth, I have never succeeded in finding the right direction without a detailed map. Ever. That's why I never left the apartment last week.

I resumed from walking, with my head down. I really don't know where I'm headed right now, so I just busied my self on thinking of a solution in finding the team I will be working with. I remember grandma saying that someone will be meeting me at the gate 5 minutes before 1:00 in the afternoon, the exact starting time of my working hours. But why didn't I meet anyone? I'm sure that they also know me, since grandma instructed me to wait.

...to wait...

Wait...

Wait...w-wait a minute.

I didn't wait for anyone. And looking at the time in my watch, it's already 1:24 in the afternoon.

Oh no. I am so dead.

What am I going to do now?

From panic, I instinctively run, going nowhere, just practically running, guessing which way am I going to take in order to find the people I have to deal with. And on the way, I trip every after a minute or so.

While running, I almost cried out in frustration, because it seemed like I have gotten more lost than a while ago. But before a drop of tear could escape my eyes, I bumped into someone, making me fall out of balance and fell down on the ground with a loud 'thud'.

"I'm sorry I didn't see-...Sakuno?" Said a female voice.

After a few more seconds of calming myself down, waiting for the pain from my butt to subdue, I looked up at the person who I bumped into.

We stared at each other for what seemes like an hour.

We really have a small world.

"It really is you Sakuno!"

The woman in front of me joined me at the ground, hugging me like there was no tomorrow.

"One look and I already recognized you." She whispered, her voice filled with joy.

I was too shocked to move, not because I found the woman hugging me anonymous, but it's the opposite.

It's because I remember her too well that I find myself paralyzed in the ground.

My other friend from high school that Tomoka considered her archenemy...

Ann Tachibana.

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In my High School years, Ann Tachibana may be our batchmate, but she was the school's sweetheart, or in other words, the most popular girl in school. She was intelligent, athletic, had the right body, and of course, beautiful. Her parents were Idols, making her wealthy and well known, not only in school, but also in public. Ann was always present in every extra-curricular activity, and was the Vice President of the Student Council. She never boasted about anything she had. She was kind and simple, but charming. Many of the Seniors fell for her, but she never dated anyone.

Because Ann Tachibana was perfect, everyone respected her, listened to her, and laughed with her, during class discussions or club meetings. But because she was considered perfect, every student around felt insecure, especially when they compare themselves to her. I too was insecure, that's why I never thought that I could be close to her.

Back in those days, I knew I could never surpass her, or even be someone like her. Yes, even until now, I know I can never be like her. But surprisingly, I became her friend. And maybe Tomoka too.

There was a day when Tomoka and I decided to eat at the school rooftop, but when we opened the door, we both saw a Tachibana Ann, eating her packed lunch alone, while silently crying. And she cried even more when she saw us. We panicked and approached her quickly. And after that, she cried messily while confessing that she felt so lonely, in school or at home, because her parents were so busy that they don't eat together during dinner, or breakfast.

And ever since that day, she tagged along with us, and we eventually became her friends.

But I find Tomoka and Ann's relationship weird, but sweet. Tomoka was always reminding herself to defeat and surpass Ann in everything. She was determined to beat Ann in academics, in boys, and in sports, in acting, in cooking, and a lot more. But unfortunately for her, she always lose to Ann. But she never gave up. Because in that way, Tomoka shows that she will never give up in being Ann's friend. That's how she showed her friendship. And Ann knew it.

After graduating in High School though, we went into different colleges, and Ann cut her contacts with us, not because she didn't want to be our friend anymore, but because she was entering show business, and she didn't want the media to also invade our personal lives as her friends. We were touched by that move, but it still hurts since we 'd have to stop communicating.

In this time, Ann is not only a celebrity, but also a Tennis player in her brother's team, "Fudoumine".

After our dramatic scene a while ago, we decided to seat at a near bench and chatted for a while, before I took the chance to share my dilemma.

"So, you were looking for Coach Ryuzaki's Team..." Ann said, tilting her head.

"Yes. I don't even know what the name of the team is, and I also don't know their location here inside the Tennis Grande, and what's worst, I got myself lost instead of waiting for a person at the entrance gate who was supposed to be my guide... " I explained, blushing while avoiding her eyes, looking down on the ground.

After maybe three seconds, Ann laugh so loud that made my face redder at the moment.

"You know Sakuno, you never change!" She said before continuing, "I know Aunt's Team. It's actually a surprise you don't know them...maybe you know them by face, not by team anyway...They're considered the strongest Tennis team, that's why our team is training so hard in order to beat them...but we're friends in real life..." Ann said, the color of red slowly appeared from her cheeks.

I blinked at her reaction for a bit.

"Well, changing the topic, I know where your team is." She said, standing up and grabbing my right hand.

"My team?" I asked.

"Yes, aren't you the substitute Coach and the manager? And you're definitely late! Come on, Let's go!" She shouted be fore giggling, pulling me and ran like there was no tomorrow. I smiled.

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"Hey, is that who I think that person is?" Momoshiro said as he stopped before he could serve the tennis ball.

"Who?" Eiji turned to look at the direction where Momo's eyes were looking.

"Oh, there she is, I have been looking for her for the past thiryt minutes..." Fuji said, sighing before bringing back his creepy smile.

When Ann and Sakuno were in front ofthe courts, they both placed their hands on their knees, trying to catch their breaths.

"We're...here..." Ann said, straightening up and brushed the imaginary dust off on her skirt. When Sakuno was done, she looked around her surroundings and was surprised. What she saw was not an ordinary Tennis court with crossed fences around it. Her eyes were closed when she was running, that's why she didn't notice that she entered a stadium. It was not really that big, but it wasn't that small either. Bleachers surrounded two Tennis courts that were in the middle, and it was an open stadium that people can see the blue sky above.

Sakuno was speechless.

"What do you think Sakuno? Impressive right?" A familiar voice spoke up behind them. Sakuno turned around to look at the direction of the voice, but regretted in doing so. The second last person she wanted to see was right in front of her. Her face was easily invaded by scarlet, and she began stuttering with her voice. "S-Sir Fuji..."

"Hello Sakuno. It has been a week, right?" Fuji asked, his smile spreading wider.

"Oh? You know each other? That's great!" Ann said, clapping her hands together. Sakuno turned back at Ann, who was smiling excitedly, "U-um...Ann, did we e-enter the wrong stadium? I-I can't see any other Tennis team here except them..." Sakuno said, worry was evident in her voice.

Ann laughed softly. "It's because they are your team, silly." Ann said, placing her left hand on her hips.

"Eh? But their Team name is-"

"Seigaku. Coach Ryuzaki's team. Nice to meet you again, Sakuno." Fuji cut her off.

I didn't know any of this. Sakuno closed her eyes and tried to calm herself by inhaling a deep breath. And fortunately it worked.

"Sakuno, are you okay?" Ann asked.

"Oh, I'm sure she is, knowing that she'll be working with us." Momo suddenly popped up behind Ann, smirking. Hearing his voice and seeing him, Sakuno just wanted to turn around and run away from the stadium.

Her? Okay because she's with them? Not really, she's more or like terrified. The one who teased and saw her underwear was the spiky haired man, and he was behind her friend!

As soon as Sakuno saw the man who caused her problems, she instinctively looked around the surroundings to spot the other members of the whole team, hoping not to see a certain raven. She saw Sir Inui, writing something on his notebook, sitting on the side bench of the tennis court. The man with a red hair was excercising on the court while looking back in their direction. The brown haired man and the circled face man (AN: Oishi...), were on the bleachers, talking about something before they looked at Sakuno's direction curiously. Sakuno stood with a nervous expression on her face. Ann noticed this quickly, and thought of an idea to make her friend any better.

"Ne, Sakuno, let's introduce you to them, that's a good idea, right Fuji? " Ann said, looking at Fuji.

Like that's going to help Sakuno recover from uneasiness.

"Yes. It is a great idea." Fuji said, smirking.

Sakuno looked at them both incredulously. This is going to be a long introduction.

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To say that it was a long introduction was correct, but to say it went along well was an understatement. If it wasn't for Momo and Eiji teaming up to embarrass Sakuno, then it would have been a little bit more easy for the auburn haired girl to work with them. But thanks to her friend, Ann, and the considered mother of Seigaku, Oishi, everything worked out. Sakuno may had a hard time dealing with Momo and Eiji, but she managed to deliver the tennis training techniques to the other tennis players from her grandmother.

Sakuno got to know each member of Seigaku, aside from Fuji and Inui, since she have met them before, and also Tezuka, since he was not present at that time, though, she met him first than the rest, and she was also informed that he was the captain of the tennis team.

The auburn found the team weird, but at the same time interesting, and maybe amusing, because each of them has a unique attitude she can't really cope up with; For example, the kind Kawamura Takashi, who's attitude changes into a energetic and aggressive person whenever he holds a tennis racket. Another one was Kaidoh Kaoru, who had a mannerism of copying a snake's sound, which made Sakuno shiver every time it reached her ears. Maybe, she can also include Inui Sadaharu, since he writes data in his green notebook non-stop.

Regarding the Ponta Spilling incident , everyone in the team chose to talk it over with her, since they find her situation very...complicated, except for Eiji and Momo though. But the ones who knew more than the others were Fuji and Inui.

But all in all, Sakuno accepted the team since not because it was a part of her work, but because she felt that this would be considered another family in her life. She also felt that she was accepted too, by the team, except for Momo and Eiji, since they kept teasing her, which led her into a conclusion that they still need enough reason for her to stay with them. Or maybe she was just getting the wrong idea. She really can't tell.

For this day, Sakuno learned a lot of things from the team. Fuji thought her on how to serve a tennis ball, which had her blushing , and Eiji whistling all the time.

And she also learned that the team are open to comments and suggestions when it comes to their tennis play and techniques. Aside from tennis topics, it shocked her that some of them were still single despite their looks...Well, except for one.

She never thought that the spiky haired man who always teased her was in love with her friend, Ann. But it was still unknown if Ann could return back his feelings. It seemed that Momoshiro already confessed to her friend, all he was waiting for now is her answer.

As soon as Sakuno was finished listening to the story of the two of them, as if on cue, Sakuno was invited by Ann on a dinner at the Youth Garden Restaurant, the Seigaku Restaurant that was owned by Nanjirou Echizen.

"Ah...but Ann, I work there, and I will be working there tonight, from six o'clock to twelve...I'm sorry..." Sakuno said, not wanting to disappoint her friend.

"Is that so?...Then, does that mean that you will be serving us if we'll eat there tonight?" Ann asked excitedly.

"Us? Who will be with you?" Inui asked, his notebook and pencil ready to take down notes.

"Uhm...It's Momo..." Ann blushed. The team looked at Momo's direction, who just looked away, blushing while averting his eyes.

The guys smirked, while Inui took this as another data.

"Then, I'll be seeing you tonight in the restaurant?" Sakuno asked with a smile.

"Oh yes. I look forward to see Sakuno in a working attire." Ann said.

Somehow, Fuji smirked creepily at Momo's direction, while Momo froze. He wouldn't tell Ann about what I said that time about that girls's underwear, would he?

"Sakuno, be careful while working tonight. Don't trip, okay?" Fuji said, looking directly at Sakuno's eyes. The girl blushed.

"O-okay."

After a little more conversations and practice training, all of them decided to dismiss and go to their own businesses, and when everyone already left except for Sakuno and Fuji, the man give her one last kiss on her forehead before saying his goodbye, smiling. And Sakuno was left dumbfounded, blushing all that way from her neck to the tips of her ears.

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Author's note:

I'm sorry for the very long wait. I have reasons:

Number one is being confined in a hospital because of anemia, and fortunately, it was not that...severe or something.

Number two: Subjects like Analytic Geometry, Chemistry and Physics are killing me and they have been stealing all of my free time to make a new chapter.

Number Three: Personal life problems.

I'm really sorry guys. But right now, I'm working for the next chapter, and I will drop a bomb, or in other words, a surprise

God Bless Guys. And thank you for the people/ readers who are patient enough to wait for new chapters.

Thank you.