Standard Disclaimer Applied.
For all of you who reviewed the last chapter, I dedicate this chapter to you!
abubi-chan: Hey!Its your first time to review right? Thank you so much! I am sorry about the subject-verb agreement thing..heheh I have so little time to review my work and I admit I have a lot of mistakes. I do appreciate the corrections and please do continue correcting my work. I wanted to finish this fic before our sembreak ends since I only got three days left. I don't know if I haven't overlooked some words in this chapter but please tell me if I did. Thanks a lot again and heres the next chapter! And another thing, sorry for the endearment, haha I also felt dizzy reading it over-and-over again in that chapter..haha ill go get another one!
Shenhui: Haha! Kaiya sure is Kawaii…I even like her too. And I posted the link of her pictures after the story, its in the author's notes section..hehehe Im happy you like my story, and I would also fire a cannon at Tokiya if I was really there. But I do think you know why he's acting like that right? Hehe hope u like this chapter!
Yukari: oh hello!I don't think I've seen you around here yet…heheh Im so happy I got another new reviewer! And yes yes yes!TOFUU always rule!
yanagi-chyan: YAY!Yanagi-chyan's here again! Im so happy!! Nyahahahah why is tokiya so cruel? Hmm…fuuko don't know herself…and oh pls! don't charge a mallet at tokiya yet…I still need him in my story. There would just be mushy stuff between tokiya and fuuko in this chappy but hope u will still read it. I have to gave the request of other reviewers for some tofuu moments. I love you still yan-chan!
Kitsune Warashi: Hey chosi-san!nyahaha I love Kaiya too! And wow! U got the exact percentage of the revenge factor in that last chapter! U are soo cool! Hahahahah
Malo: Malo's here again! YEheeeyY!! Heheheh and yea!!! DAMN TOKIYA AND HES MEANNESS INDEED!! Haha…I put some tofuu moments here and I don't think it is really heartbreaking…I think its actually a lil bit mushy…god, I got to change the rating of this fic!nyahahaha
Mia Fitzpatrick: MISS MIA!!!! Thank you so much for the compliment!!nyahahahahaha u just added my inspiration to write! Hahaha hope u like this chapter…hmmm yup there are tofuu moments…and I hope u like it…its not heartbreaking…love ya ms. Mia!!
cLoTiHeArT: Hey im sorry I cant get raiha yet…it will ruin the plot but I hope u like this chapter…tofuu moments!!! So can we just get raiha later?
Aoi-chan07: You sure love Kaiya eh? Nyahahaha we all do!
HERE'S THE NEXT CHAPTER PEEPZ! And again, hope u will be kind to read and review afterwards. I posted Kaiya's picture below this chapter so if u wanna see it…then follow the instructions I left there.
CHAPTER SIX
It had already been a week since Fuuko started her job as Mr. Takashi Mikagami's private nurse. Everything had been alright so far, and she didn't regret taking the job. It had been the easiest job she had eversince she stepped inside the medical field.
She also liked the fact that Tokiya always go to work as early as possible in order not to encounter her, and comes home late in the evening, giving her enough time to leave.
Mr. Mikagami hadn't been on a complicated condition since she took over him, making her wonder for his reason of needing assistance from a nurse. He looked pretty tough and healthy to her, and all she got to do was deliver him food, take him everywhere he want and monitor his vital signs everyday. She had more time to rest and play with Kaiya than attend the old man's need. He doesn't move a lot anyway, he usually stayed at one place or watched her play with his granddaughter.
When Kaiya's having a lecture with her private tutor, that's the time Fuuko goes to the senior Mikagami and stay with him.
Kaiya was almost about to finish her afternoon tutorials with her teacher Ms. Kobayashi. Fuuko and Mr. Mikagami were contentedly watching the little girl from the curtilage's entrance.
"Fuuko.." Mr. Mikagami called her name and she lowered her ear to hear his orders.
"Yes, Mikagami-sama?" she asked him gently, patiently waiting for his reply.
She was gripping his wheelchair while they silently watched Kaiya and her tutor having their private class. Kaiya seemed to be a very enthusiastic student, she will no doubt be as intelligent as what her father was. And she had to admit, Tokiya had raised her properly. She just hoped Kaiya wouldn't turn out as what her dad had become. Totally selfish and insensitive.
"What do you think about Kaiya?" the old man replied.
Fuuko stared at the topaz-haired girl and answered smiling. "I think she is such an adorable child, and pretty smart as well."
Mr. Mikagami smiled and asked her another question. "How about her father?"
Fuuko brought herself back to a standing position and close her eyes to answer. "I seldom see your son here in the house Mikagami-sama, so I don't think I can answer your question right. I don't really know your son…that much," she lied. She knew every bit of him in that two years they shared. Though what she remembered most were their last departure and how he managed to break her heart.
She gulped as she slowly remembered that winter night again.
"Aren't you fighting your love for me?" she looked up at him, still hopeful.
Tokiya just stood there, not looking at her. And not answering her question. She lost all the hope she kept that night. He didn't fight for her. He had smashed down all their memories in a single night. He was a coward who didn't fight for his love, for their love.
It was a very unforgettable moment for her. Everything she had earned from their relationship and all the dreams they had wished together shattered just in one night. It was the most painful event in her life and there was no way she could get the scar he left on her.
She was cut out from her thoughts when Mr. Mikagami stated something. "I knew about you and Tokiya, Fuuko. What you have shared and what you have been through. I held myself responsible for all of that so please don't blame it on my son, Tokiya. He had also suffered the same pain you had eight years ago, and everybody here had witnessed that. Because of my selfishness and desperation, I had brought two lovers apa---," he was cut out by Fuuko's solid voice.
"Please Mr. Mikagami, I would appreciate it if we close this subject forever. As much as possible, I wouldn't want to talk about your son and my past. It has taken me eight years to bury all the heartbreaks your son had caused. I hope you understand," she lowered her head and felt her nose stiffened. She doesn't want to shed another tear for him. He doesn't deserve it all. She was supposed to be the one making him cry, not him doing the reverse.
"Fuuko, I just want to apologize abo—" he was cut off by her for the second time.
"Let me get you a tea," she said curtly and rushed her way towards the kitchen, leaving the older man behind.
Tears were again trying to occupy on her eyes, and she shoved them all away immediately. She hurried towards the kitchen and she prepared the tea with shaky hands. She had tried calming herself down, taking deep breaths every second.
"You can do it, Fuuko. Take a deep breath…ok, ok, good. There is no way that fucking Tokiya's gonna make you cry again. Never again ….," she told herself and filled her lungs with another amount of oxygen. She exhaled loudly and brought the cup of tea on her hands. She was about to take off when she heard someone's scream. She widened her eyes as she recognized who it was.
"Kaiya!"
She hurried herself towards Mifuyu's curtilage where Kaiya was having her tutorials. She was met by the sobbing Kaiya hugging her grandfather who was laid on the ground. His wheelchair was tumbled beside him. Kaiya looked at her with the saddest expression.
"Fuuko-chan! He just rolled down, we didn't do anything. He just did and---," she didn't finish her sentence as she broke herself into crying again.
Fuuko hugged the little girl who was obviously hysterical on the current situation. "Ok calm down now, Kaiya. Everything will be alright. Now, I want you to go the living room and call your Obaasan's doctor immediately," she said slowly, trying to cool the little girl down. Kaiya nodded and hastened towards the living room.
Fuuko took glance at Kaiya's tutor who was stunned in front of her. She snapped a finger at her and ordered her to help in carrying Mr. Mikagami back to his room.
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Tokiya was running towards his dad's bedroom in a speed he was most capable of. He finally came there, slightly panting. He saw everyone around his father's bed with a sorrowful expression on their faces, making him think of something he never wished to happen. He walked slowly towards his dad's bedpost and the doctor turned to look at him.
"He's alright. No need for further worries. It was a good thing his nurse did her job very well. Your dad was already in a fair condition when I came here to check," the doctor stated.
Everyone sighed in relief. Even Tokiya did. Mrs. Mikagami and Mifuyu blew their noses for the last time after the doctor assured them that Mr. Mikagami was fine. Kaiya hugged her dad tightly, scared at what had happened. She had seen her grandfather laid to bed for a few times after he had stroke but never did actually see him had a stoke. Her soothed her back gently to try calming his daughter down. He was scared as well, he didn't want to lose his dad yet. Not today, and if possible, not at any other time.
He saw that the doctor talked to Fuuko after talking to them. She was located beside the window. He didn't see her around his dad's bed earlier that he thought she had left him after his stroke. But he knew she would never do that. She will never leave someone behind to save her own ass. She was always there when you need her, even at the times were hope was very scarce.
He stared at her shadow behind the curtain while she was talking with the doctor. She just saved his father's life. He owed something to her, and he knew that the least thing he can do was to say thank you. He looked at Kaiya who fell asleep within his arms and took her to her room.
Everyone left Mr. Mikagami's room for him to have his rest and for everybody to have their sleep as well. It was Fuuko's time to weep silently beside the old man's bed. She felt responsible at what happen to him. She thought that it was too selfish of her to leave the old man like that, unforgiven. She positioned herself beside Mr. Mikagami's right arm and dug her head on his cushions.
She heard three consecutive knocks on the door and she looked up to see Tokiya bringing a tray on his hands. He placed the tray on his father's bedside table and shoved a cup towards her from the opposite direction.
Fuuko shook her head slowly, attempting to decline his offer.
He moved towards her side and stubbornly pushed the coffee at her. "If you wish to cry your heart out the whole night, then you need this," he said coldly but not too cold this time. He promised to himself not to push her away tonight, though he knew he owe her forever.
Fuuko looked up and stared at him helplessly. He had to fight to urge to comfort her and wipe her tears out from her emerald eyes. Just like what he did eight years ago, he just stood there and be as hard as an ice block. He was relieved when the woman took the cup gingerly from him. She took a sip and eyed his father for a long time.
He doesn't know why she's crying like that, but he didn't want to ask her either. All he did was gaze at her and admire the woman that she had become. Even in a helpless state, she remained incredibly attractive to him. She had matured to be one of the most beautiful women he had ever laid eyes upon.
His eyes were fixed on her silky purple hair, which was loosely tied up behind her back. She was probably exhausted from all that she did today that she even forgot to undo her hair, he thought grimly.
He felt the sudden urge to touch it and the next thing he knew, he was on his knee, kneeling behind her and retying her hair back to a neat ponytail.
Fuuko turned towards his direction and met face-to-face with him. She looked shock andaghast. Their faces were surely in a close proximity since Fuuko can feel his breath against her face. She started to breath faster until it turned to harsh and short ones. The intensity of his stare was sending tremors in every part of her and her emerald orbs turned to a darker shade of green in fear.
Tokiya's face moved closer towards hers and she lost the capacity to breath. He stared at her with intense lust and desire, making her want to scream. Her lips were trembling uncontrollably as well as her shoulders. Tokiya steadied her by holding her shoulders firmly and Fuuko winced at the contact.
He continued approaching her and he closed his eyes slowly. His lips descended on hers for a mild kiss. It lasted for half a minute only and he stood up leaving Fuuko who stared back at him with wide eyes.
"The maid had arranged the guestroom for you in case you feel like sleeping already," he said shortly and walked out from the room.
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Fuuko went upstairs to Mr. MIkagami's bedroom to deliver his breakfast. She brought his food and medicine on a tray and she tried knocking the door with her foot. Mr. Mikagami called out for her to enter the bedroom. And she saw Mrs. MIkagami opening the door for her.
She bowed politely at the old woman and walked towards the senior Mikagami's bedside. She placed the tray on the bedside table and extended a napkin towards the old man. Mr. Mikagami smiled at her and took the napkin, laying it over his lap. His wife seated across Fuuko and stared at her discreetly.
Fuuko took a spoonful of soup and raised it towards Mr. Mikagami's mouth. The room was filled with silence, only the chirping sound of the birds outside was all they heard. Mr. Mikagami opened his mouth and took in the soup Fuuko provided. Then he stared at her with meek eyes, which Fuuko had been trying to ignore since she stepped inside the room. She still felt guilty for the event yesterday and she can't dare look at him straight on the eyes.
"Are you still mad at me, Fuuko?" the old man asked in a coarse voice, like he was forcing himself to talk.
Fuuko put back the spoon she was about to give her patient. She took a deep breath and stared at the soup pensively. "No," she answered.
Mr. Mikagami was not convinced and looked at his wife for support. Mrs. Mikagami looked at Fuuko and said "We are very sorry, Fuuko. We knew what we have done was unforgivable and we cannot blame you if you have no plans of granting us forgiveness. All we want from you is to give us a chance to make up from all the things we did," Mrs. Mikagami pleaded at her with teary eyes.
Fuuko faced sideways and saw the old woman weep silently across her. She felt another tinge of guilt for making the old woman cry. "No, no, no, Mrs. Mikagami. Please, do not shed a tear for me. I honestly don't hate the two of you and I never did. I was even surprise that you have been blaming yourselves about what happened eight years ago. I have never kept hatred for the both of you so there's no need to apologize," she assured them by smiling warmly. It was true. She never hated them and it never occurred to her to blame Tokiya's parents for everything that happened.
If there was someone to blame, it's only Tokiya and no one else. It was him who didn't fight for their love, it was him who acted cold towards her after she came back, and it was him who made her cry for the second time. She didn't know why he was being too hard on her, or why he didn't seem to feel guilty after what he had done. She got no idea why he remained insensitive after eight years and it were his parents who carried the burden of guilt and regret.
"Are you sure? Then why were you acting so far away from us? Like you don't want to be with us anymore, Fuuko?" Mr. Mikagami asked again.
Have she overacted it? She shook her head wildly. "No, you're wrong Mikagami-sama. I felt responsible about what happened to you yesterday that I cannot dare staying at your presence anymore. I didn't know you had made another conclusion from what I was behaving. I am so sorry I made you worry like that," she retorted gently, lowering her head to express contrite and apology.
She felt a hand moving repeatedly on her head and looked up to see Mr. Mikagami smiling warmly at her. "I am happy to know that you have forgiven us, Fuuko," the old man felt relief after eight years of suffering. He was now comfortable sitting on his bed and his wife kissed him on the cheeks before clasping her hands around Fuuko's. She looked at her with eyes full of gratitude and Fuuko can't help but to smile at them heartily.
"How about our son Tokiya, have you forgiven him, dear?" Mrs. Mikagami asked cautiously. She saw Fuuko frowned and felt upset. But she waved the topic off before things get awkward again. She understood the young lady completely and she knew that there was no way she could make her forget about everything that easily.
"Oh, forget about what I asked. Would you want to join with the others for breakfast today, Fuuko?" she asked her again in a cheerful voice.
"Oh, thank you, Mrs. Mikagami. But I still have to assist Mikagami-sama with his breakfast," Fuuko declined courteously.
"Oh come on, child. I am not paralyzed. I can eat by myself. You go downstairs and join the others," Mr. Mikagami snapped.
"Don't worry dear. Let me be the one to take care of my husband for today and join the others. We know how exhausted you were yesterday," the old woman said.
Fuuko hesitated but she stood up in a few minutes and sighed in defeat. "Arigatou gozaimasu," she bowed at the couple. She walked towards the door and was about to open it when she heard Mr. Mikagami called out for her. She twisted her face immediately and saw him handed her a brown enveloped. She carefully took it, confused at what might be inside. Fuuko opened the enveloped and gasped at the two old people.
"It seems like you have forgotten about our contract, Fuuko," Mr. Mikagami chuckled. "That's your payment for the week and don't think I over-calculated it," he said as he saw Fuuko trying to protest about the amount. "I really added an extra fee for your performance yesterday and another extra payment for your overtime as well," the older man explained. "And one more thing, you can have your day off," he added.
Fuuko felt silent for a moment and stared at Mrs Mikagami, then to her husband. She bit her lower lip to restrain herself from crying. She bowed happily and left the room at once. She hurried herself downstairs to meet Kaiya and Mifuyu on the dining room.
She reached on the dining table and she shouted merrily. I have a day off!!!!"
She didn't hear any responses so she looked down and was met by Tokiya's cold glare.
Why on earth is he in here?!?! Fuuko thought grimly. She looked shock to see him and she was left on the dining room's entrance, embarrassment flooded within her. "To-Tokiya?" she choked out.
Tokiya gazed at her, amused. Though his amusement was quickly changed to irritation after seeing Fuuko across him, staring at him as though he had just been resurrected from death.
"You look Monkey-er than ever staring at me like that," he snorted and continued reading the newspaper.
"Shut up, ice block. Why the hell are you here at breakfast? Where's Kaiya and your sister?" she questioned him with her brows furrowed.
"You are in my territory, monkey, so restrain yourself from saying nasty things. They were surprised by a call from Mifuyu's husband saying they just came back from London so they went early in the airport to fetch him and their son. And never ask me again why I am here, this is our house so I am free to choose when I want to be or wouldn't want to be here," he answered her with his nose still stuck on the paper he was holding.
Fuuko stared at him proudly and pulled a chair for herself. She cannot have him say like that to her and not answer him with the same sarcasm. "I don't work for you ice block so don't even think you can boss at me around just because this is your house. I only follow orders from the one paying me," she answered him sardonically.
Tokiya glared at her. "Then just keep your mouth shut and pretend to be invisible in my presence, got it? How hard is it for you to understand such a midget request?" Tokiya growled at her.
"Oh were you requesting? Have you forgotten your english, pal? Aren't we supposed to say 'please' or 'may' when we request something?" Fuuko retorted, looking fully satisfied at his reaction.
Tokiya rolled his eyes and brought the newspaper back to cover his face. "Whatever," Fuuko heard him murmured.
There were a couple of minutes of silence. Tokiya haven't even moved from his chair as he continued reading the early news. While Fuuko, at the same time, was occupied by the thoughts of killing Tokiya in one second.
Damn you, Tokiya. I really hate you. I hate you so much I can eat you alive right now. You're lucky I haven't set my plans to work yet. Fuuko thought angrily, biting her lips every minute. Oh what a minute, what are my plans again? Oh right, get him madly in love with me to the extent that he follows around kissing my toes and then break his heart in an instance. Fuuko eyed Tokiya (covered by the newspaper) and smirked wickedly. If I managed to make him fell for me before, then I can do it again. Just like how he managed to make me cry again for the second time. She smiled derisively. Kinda childish but very effective, I just have to think of a way to attract the fridge boy again. And I have to do it now…
She leaned her elbows on the table and clasped her hands together, staring at Tokiya seductively. "Mi-chan?" she called him.
Tokiya stopped his eyes from reading and felt a little weird about the change of address that Fuuko gave him. "What is it, monkey?" he answered cautiously, sensing the change of mood she had. He didn't bother bringing his newspaper down and pretended reading.
"I was wondering… since I have a day-off, would you want to go out with me?"
Tokiya choked his coffee out. He lowered his newspaper and stared at Fuuko with one brow curved abruptly. "Are you drunk, monkey? Or just plainly stupid?" he asked with the biggest amount of sarcasm he can give.
Fuuko winced but concealed it immediately with a sweet façade, acting as though she didn't hear it. "I just thought maybe we should settle this up. I mean, come on, eight years have passed already. We should stop being childish and forget about everything now, don't you think?" she said.
Tokiya was obviously not buying it. Fuuko snorted silently after seeing him staring at her blankly. Argh! He probably thinks I'm out of my mind.
"Have you been drowned too much with my kiss, Fuuko?" he answered frankly, bringing the newspaper back on his face. He received a pause from the other side and he simpered victoriously. He was about to get back to his reading when he felt something hard hitting on his head. He grimaced and turned to face the woman in front of him, putting his newspaper back down.
Fuuko was already on the table when he looked up. She was in a crawled position with the spoon from his coffee on her hand. The first he met were two bulging "things" pushed towards each other inside a cloth and winced in surprise when another hard material hit his forehead.
"Stop staring at those, ice block, or you'll get your head pushed to your chest,"
He raised his head and saw Fuuko eyeing him like he was the year's most-nominated pervert. He glared at her. "Get yourself out of the table, monkey!" he almost shouted at her, his cheeks were starting to burn from what she said.
Fuuko just raised an eyebrow on him but didn't move out from the table, she even forced herself towards him pretending to be oblivious at Tokiya's discomfort.
"Do you really think I was affected by the kiss, huh, fridge boy?" he felt her warm breath as her face got closer to his'. "Why don't we try it again to prove your wrong?"
Fuuko didn't wait for his reply and covered his mouth with hers. She was determined to show him that she had completely gotten over him and that there was no way she can get affected by a kiss from him, whether how long or short it would be. She pushed her lips further more and wrung her arms around his neck, directing his head for a better angle.
Tokiya was more than shock at what she did. He wasn't ready and he was starting to lose the reserved volume of oxygen inside his lungs. He knows that in no more than a minute, he will be suffocated to death if Fuuko wouldn't stop. He moved his hands to her face and cupped his cheeks with his palms. He pushed her enough to take in some oxygen, maintaining the close proximity between them.
Fuuko pulled a little and glared at him. She was panting to breath and saw that Tokiya did the same. His palms were still on her face and she felt his neck hardened. They stayed like that for more seconds before Tokiya returned her kiss with a more passionate one. She felt herself shaken and she tried struggling.
Tokiya didn't stop. She was the one who started it and she cannot blame him if he reacted like this. He moved her face to gain much better accent of her lips. The woman was wiggling wildly and he winced when she pulled his hair. He had to bring his one arm towards her waist to pull her to him and minimize the movement she was making.
Fuuko felt herself weaken when her body was pushed towards his. Her shoulders shuddered uncontrollably and she felt Tokiya's hand tracing her spine, trying to relax her. It was surprisingly working and her trembling and protest were decreasing as she gave in to the kiss.
Tokiya moved slowly upward and Fuuko found herself following obediently, without breaking the kiss. It was when Tokiya completely stood up that Fuuko remembered something. Raiha!
Her eyes widened and she pushed Tokiya away, guilt overflowing within her. She gasped and covered her swollen lips with her hands. What have I done?! She thought almost hysterical. She had gotten herself carried away by her own actions, leading to totally embarrassing herself and worse, she had committed a sin to his fiancé without him knowing.
She instantly moved down from the table and run towards the guestroom, where she stayed last night.
Tokiya was left standing there with his eyes following her. He brought his fingers to his swollen lips which were getting numb from the previous encounter. What the hell did I just do?
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Fuuko jumped on her bed and hugged the pillow tightly. She didn't feel like crying for what happen but her conscience was starting to consume her since she left the kitchen. She was thinking too much of getting revenge and totally forgot about her soon-to-be-husband. And that kissed with Tokiya was totally out of her plan. She was just totally pissed off at what he said that she returned it back with a very childish action. And to think she even told Tokiya to stop being childish and forget about everything.
Oh, Raiha, I am so sorry for what I have done. I promised you I wont do that again, just please let me avenge myself and we will be happily married after that. She buried her face on the pillow and started to murmur words of sorry for her boyfriend. He knew he wouldn't hear or that he would even know about what happen. But she still felt guilty for what she did. She loved Raiha so much and kissing another man was the biggest sin she ever did to him.
But she got no plans of not pursuing her plans of revenge. She would still continue. She just had to make sure that Raiha wouldn't know and that she wouldn't get Tokiya kiss her again. It was all a mistake and she will easily forget about it. It was such an embarrassment to her that she was the one who got carried away from the kiss. Where was her pride and honor now?
And that proud Tokiya's probably laughing his ass out at her reaction. She frowned as she imagine Tokiya's face laughing devilishly behind her back. Her face itched with complete anger. She got up and clenched her fist forcefully. I am so gonna kill you Tokiya Mikagami. Its payback time.
She heard a knock on her door and she opened it immediately. She saw Kaiya smiling at her brightly.
"Hey Fuuko-chan! Wanna come fishing with us?"
Fuuko wanted to use her day-off to spend time with her family but she thought again for a second. "Is your father coming along?" she inquired.
"Hai! Aunt Mifuyu's family just came from London and they wanted to go fishing immediately. They're already there in the lake. I just dropped by here to ask you and daddy to come along." Kaiya explained cheerfully.
"Where's your dad?" Fuuko asked.
"He's dressing up and getting his fishing gear ready. Are you coming?" the child looked at her with very hopeful eyes. "Please?"
Fuuko smiled warmly. "Of course, but I need to go to our house to change my clothes. Could you wait for me here? I'll be very quick."
"Oh no, don't bother. Dad and I will just drop you there. Dad also told me that you got nothing to wear so I told him we'll go with you to your house and then to the lake directly after you're done dressing," Kaiya told her and grinned widely.
"Haha. You are one smart kid," she shuffled the little girl's hair heartily. "Let me get my bag first," she quickly took her bag from the bedside table and went downstairs with Kaiya, a smile evident on her face.
This will be the real start of my plan.
A/N: Whew! At last, I'm done with this chapter. This is kinda shorter than the other chapter but hope you like it.
By the way, these are what I promised shenhui-neechan…PICTURES OF KAIYA!!! But I also want to share these to you all. I know you guys have very good imagination and I think you have portrayed Kaiya as cute as possible inside you mind. But since Kaiya is one of the main characters here in my fic…I would want all my readers to have the same picture of Kaiya in their imaginations. I love you all so much and I dedicate this drawing to you!
Here are the links of the little girl's pictures. Copy-paste the link in ur address bar and get the spaces to view Kaiya Mikagami!
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