Chapter 19: Mysteries of Destiny
Keima and Kumuro strolled through the school grounds. Keima lifted his PFP up, watching two girls fighting over their love interest. Kumuro sighed, replaying the events of Hinoki kissing him. Damn… I can't believe I got myself my first kiss… Kumuro placed his hands on his head and closed his eyes. Man… It makes me wanna do it all over again… of course not the part when I get bashed up afterwards! Too bad Hinoki-sama is out of town now… Keima turned his head, watching Kumuro's excited look. I hate it when I have to put up with love struck idiots! Kumuro opened his eyes, noticing his friend gazing upon him.
"Is there something wrong Keima buddy?"
Suddenly, Keima and Kumuro stopped. They watched Tenri stroll towards them. Kumuro blinked at Tenri standing near Keima. Her voice slightly hesitated as she gazed upon the ground.
"Umm… Guys…"
She lifted her head up, facing Keima. Her cheeks grew redder, gazing upon Keima's eyes.
"There's something… I need to talk about…"
Tenri and Nanaka sat opposite to each other, facing Keima and Kumuro. Kumuro and Nanaka gazed upon the table, making their cheeks redden. Nanaka twiddled her thumbs, feeling her heart thumping quickly. This is a bit awkward... usually I wouldn't be like this facing certain boys like Kumuro... Kumuro moved his eyes and gazed upon the poster in front of him. Wow... This keeps getting better and better… well… it might get a bit awkward if any girl finds out that I kissed Hinoki-sama first… Tenri watched Nanaka and Kumuro averting their eyes from each other. I... I thought that these two would be talking by then...
Keima sighed, placing his hand on his chin. Why do I have to be dragged into this again? These two annoying people are creating a more annoying mood here! Is this love struck day or something? He placed his fingers on his glasses, making them glow brightly. I guess it's up to make this process as fast as possible so I can get this over and done with!
"Now that we're at a McHarolds... I guess the first thing you lovebirds want to talk about is going out for your first date..."
Kumuro and Nanaka widened their eyes, feeling strange vibes inside their stomachs. Nanaka gritted her teeth, frowning at Keima.
"Ya idiot! We're not in a relationship yet!"
Kumuro turned his head, facing Keima.
"Keima buddy... Maybe it's better if we discuss about when we should just hang out after school..."
Keima chuckled triumphantly.
"In these typical relationships, you have to establish the first few dates (one date is also acceptable but of course rare) and gain a kiss after these dates so that you people are together. Well if you say that you two haven't kissed yet, you two have yet to have a date together!"
Kumuro scratched his head.
"True... But I think maybe it's best to leave it at that for now..."
Tenri gazed upon Keima's body, watching him glow bright yellow. Keima hold out his hands, showing them to Nanaka.
"I will recommend a few locations you two can go to."
Keima lifted his index finger up.
"You guys should attend a fancy restaurant where you will be seated in a table of two. You will both be wearing something fancy of course, and Kumuro will try and please his love interest during their stay there."
Nanaka gritted her teeth, feeling her cheeks growing redder.
"We don't have to go that far ya idiot!"
Kumuro's head spin around, thinking about the tasks Kumuro have to perform.
"Yeah, Keima buddy. That's a bit much to ask right now..."
Keima sighed. How will these two expect themselves as potential couples if they keep thinking like this...? He lifted his middle finger up.
"There's an amusement park you two can go through. There are many rides and fairs you can attend to, so it combines romance and fun together."
Kumuro twiddled his thumbs, feeling anxious.
"Somehow, I'm not sure about that option..."
Tenri blinked at Keima. Keima-kun seems to be fired up at this time. Nanaka closed her eyes, folding her arms.
"I heard that these few followin' weeks are very busy. The park might get a bit too crowded."
Keima lowered his eyelids, lowering his hands down.
"Fine. How about you two go and watch some movie at a theatre then? Might suit you two well."
Kumuro placed his hands on his head, gazing upon the ceiling.
"The movies that had come out recently aren't that great."
Keima turned his head around, gritting his teeth at Kumuro.
"Then why the hell am I giving you advice then? I thought you two wanted to see each other again!"
Nanaka frowned at him.
"We do. But we don't expect ya to help us! Besides, maybe this is good enough as it is, hangin' out with the four of us as of now..."
Keima lifted himself off the chair.
"Then I don't see how I should be here in the first place..."
Keima strolled away from Keima, Tenri and Nanaka, leaving the restaurant. Nanaka turned her head, facing Tenri.
"Man, is ya childhood friend always like this?"
Tenri sighed. I only got to see him for a while...
Keima strolled through the streets, placing his hands inside his pocket. These two annoying bugs have definitely shared common traits. I can't believe I got dragged into this for nothing. Keima sighed. Well... I guess I don't have to get hit or anything by simply moving away from them... Suddenly, he formed a cheery face, making his eyes watery. Yes... I think this is it! Maybe reality has stopped annoying me! He let me have time to breathe, even after that damn violent sisters had left me alone! Keima jumped up and down, holding his arms out. Alright! I don't have to face any annoying people anymore! I am free! Free at last! Free to roam around!
People turned their heads around, watching Keima skip through the streets. After enduring through many hurdles that damn reality had thrown at me, I am finally at peace! I'm going home right now and play my games without any interruptions! Suddenly, he caught a strange vibe out of nowhere. He stopped moving, elevating his arms down. Hang on... What's this strange feeling? Keima turned around, finding a shady figure standing afar from him. Its black coat concealed its body. The hood protected the figure's identity from Keima. Keima lowered his eyes, finding suspicion from the figure.
The figure turned away from Keima, escaping from Keima. Keima charged towards it, dashing through the streets. The figure weaved through its obstacles, trying to shake Keima away. Keima glared at the figure, having his mind generating many thoughts. Who would want to follow me? And what does he want from me? The figure turned to an alleyway, hiding from him. It stopped moving, gazing upon a wall blocking the way. Its body trembled, feeling its heart beating quickly. Keima placed his hands on the figure's shoulders, hearing a feminine gasp. Keima cocked his eyebrows. This... this sounds like a girl?
Keima turned the figure around, pulling the hood off. Keima widened his eyes, gazing upon Tsukiyo's face. She widened her eyes, showing her worried eyes. Her hair shot outwards, showing its golden glow from the sunlight. Keima gasped with huge astonishment. An image of Tsukiyo appeared in her mind, reminding Keima of the events he had encountered with her. A special event clung onto his mind, standing out from other events.
He spotted Tsukiyo far away as he walked towards her. She struggled from a tangle of vines wrapping her body. Using all of his strength, he placed his PFP on the ground and pulled the vines off her, throwing it away from her. Tsukiyo's cheeks reddened, seeing Keima's face again. Her face changed as she noticed Keima looking at her.
"Why do you continue to persist?"
Keima glared at her, focusing on other matters.
"Why did you decide to come here? You know it's stupid of you to leave this town that way!"
Tsukiyo moved her hand to her face, covering her blushes. She ran past him, escaping out of the alleyway. Keima turned around, watching her disappear from his eyes. He placed his hands on his chin, thinking about Tsukiyo. It's been very long since I last saw this girl. Why did she follow me? What does she want from me? Keima shrugged, dumping the mysteries from his brain. He skipped out of the alleyway, heading straight home.
"Time for uninterrupted hours at my house!"
Kumuro, Nanaka and Tenri strolled through the streets. Tenri gazed upon Kumuro and Nanaka walking side by side, gazing upon the ground. These two haven't talked since Keima-kun had left. Maybe... Maybe I should do something... Kumuro sighed, feeling his body filled with goose bumps. Damn... I never knew how awkward talking normal at McHarolds can get. Well... I don't know what I can do honestly. Wait a minute... why am I like that when I had a few dates already? Nanaka sighed, thinking about the time spent with Kumuro. Awwh jeez! I'm very confident with shogi, yet I'm a bit nervous talkin' to one simple guy. What gives?
Tenri twiddled her thumbs, trying to think up of something.
"Say... It feels... a bit quite... since Keima-kun had left."
Kumuro chuckled nervously.
"Well... Keima buddy doesn't do the talking most of the times... The only times he would talk a lot if we force him to talk for long enough..."
Kumuro turned his head, facing Nanaka. He reddened his cheeks, gazing upon her glowing face complimenting her luscious orange hair.
"Maybe Keima buddy's right. Maybe we should have a date together."
Nanaka sighed.
"I guess we haven't talked a lot since we last met..."
Kumuro turned away from her, gazing upon the moon. He placed his hands on his head.
"Maybe we can start of by going to the movies. Maybe we can choose what to watch together."
Nanaka placed her hands on her back.
"I guess that's a start. Maybe Saturday sounds good."
Kumuro nodded his head.
"I agree."
Keima strolled through the school grounds, staring at his PFP. He giggled excitedly, feeling enticed by last night.
"I have never been this thrilled for a long time! I'm very glad that I have claimed my uninterrupted hours again!"
He spun around in circles in joy.
"This is one of the best days ever! No more annoying girls! No more annoying interruptions! And definitely no more Kumuro!"
Suddenly, he stopped spinning around, lowering his PFP. He gazed upon Tsukiyo sitting on her bench. Okay... This is where I had first met her. Why am I here again? He gazed upon the ground, finding no carpet beneath the bench. Strange... She's not using her carpet? He moved his head, gazing upon the bench. Luna sat next to Tsukiyo, resting on the side. Well... Her doll's still there. Tsykiyo moved the telescope around, peering through the lenses. Where is he? I thought he would be around here somewhere... She leaned her body away from the bench, resting her back on the bench.
She sighed, feeling her body filled with goose bumps. His beauty had brought me things that no other beautiful things can give to me... I... I don't know if I will see him again after yesterday... She turned her head around, noticing Keima watching her. She widened her eyes, making her cheeks blush.
"You..."
Keima sighed. I better get going anyway... He lifted his PFP up, strolling past her. She grabbed his arms, causing him to turn around. He cocked his eyebrows at her, watching her turn her head away from him.
"You... Are you feeling exhausted?"
She released his arms and sighed. Keima blinked at her, scratching his head. This is weird... She's a lot different from last time... Is this a trap?
"Not exactly..."
Tsukiyo gently pushed her doll aside, moving her body away from Keima.
"I... I just thought that you might be travelling around school quite a lot..."
She turned her head around, gazing upon Keima. She moved her hand near the bench seat, patting it gently.
"You can sit here if you want."
Keima gazed upon Tsukiyo's hands. Should I sit there or not? An image of Kumuro popped inside him mind, tugging his shirt repeatedly. This is a good location to get away from Kumuro I guess. I don't think he knows this place. Keima moved his body, letting her hand move away from the seat. Keima sat next to Tsukiyo, making her heart thump quickly. She quickly turned her head away from him, preventing him from seeing her face. Keima lifted his PFP up, tapping the buttons on it.
Kumuro strolled through the library, carrying a laptop on his back. Dammit! Where's Keima? I haven't seen him since yesterday. He placed the laptop on an unoccupied table, sitting on a chair. I'm so nervous about today! I guess this really feels like my very first date... Kumuro closed his eyes. He placed his hands on his head, gritting his teeth. This feels weird to have these first-date nerves over and over agaon... His moved his hands away from his head, clearing his mind. I better get writing today though. I need to get this work submitted in two weeks, and I'm almost there! He opened the laptop and turned it on.
I hope that this piece will get published! I don't really like another turn down… He opened up a document containing his story. He scrolled through the pages reaching the end. Let's see… what am I up to? Kumuro sighed, leaning his back against the chair. I hate doing this chapter! I have to go through the boring things on it, even though it's important. Shiorio sat at her table, gazing upon Kumuro. I wonder what's wrong with Muhara-san… Is he having trouble with his novel? She lifted her head down, gazing upon her notebook. I also am having trouble with mine… I… I can't seem to finish it…
Amika strolled towards Kumuro, sitting opposite to him. She placed her hands on her head and sighed at him. I always love to see Kumuro-sama in this library… He… He's so talented with his stories… Kumuro moved his eyes, noticing Amika's presence.
"Hey there Amika-chan."
Amika sighed, feeling bewitched by his soothing voice.
"Oh Kumuro-sama…"
Shiori's cheeks grew red, opening her notebook up. This girl often visits him. Are… Are they together now? She lifted her book up, covering her face. The thought of Kumuro-sama being with someone… why do I have to think about it? Amika leaned forward, gazing upon his smile.
"I was thinking that we should hang out tomorrow."
Kumuro widened his eyes, making Amika blink at him. Oh crap. This is a bit awkward… Kumuro scratched his head, giggling nervously.
"Umm… About that…"
Shiori lowered her book, gazing upon Kumuro. Why is Muhara-san nervous all of a sudden? Kumuro hesitated, trying to make up an excuse.
"I… I have to go with Keima buddy. He… He wanted me to help him choose some games for him to play..."
Amika scratched his head.
"You… You do?"
Huh? Why would Kumuro-sama do something like that? Kumuro moved his eyes away from her, typing random gibberish onto his laptop. Shit… I need to say more!
"He… He's getting tired of playing the same old genre. I'm going to help him get a broader range of games for him to play…"
Shiori blinked at Kumuro chuckling nervously. Who's that Keima buddy he refers to?
Keima stared at the screen, watching a girl sigh. She held her hands behind her back, revealing her blushing face. It's been a few hours since she somewhat invited me here... I had many uninterrupted hours from it. I wonder what she's plotting though... Still seems suspicious... Tsukiyo gazed upon the screen, blinking at it. Where's that girl he liked so much? I wonder if I should start talking... It's been quite a while since I last spoke... She took a deep breath, summoning her courage.
"So that girl of yours isn't on the machine?"
Keima turned his head around, blinking at Tsukiyo.
"You mean my Yokkyun?"
Keima turned his head away from her, giving more attention to his PFP.
"I play other games, because I have a lot of heroines to capture."
Tsukiyo blinked at him.
"So does this mean you now have little interest that girl anymore?"
Keima moved his fingers rapidly. Why is she asking me these questions? It's like she has some sudden interest of me…
"She's still my soul mate. But I need to attend to other heroines."
Tsukiyo watched his glasses glow from the screenlight. He… he seems to like many girls. So does this mean he attends to other school girls in this school? Tsukiyo moved her head away from him, feeling her heart thumping. The thought of him being with many school girls kinda bugs me…
"So… Does this mean you attend to the girls from school?"
Keima chuckled loudly.
"You mean those damn annoying 3D girls? Yeah right!"
Tsukiyo cocked her eyebrows. 3… D?
"3D girls are such a pain to deal with! Most 3D girls don't share aspect with the 2D girls I adore! 2D girls are better than 3D girls!"
Why am I talking to her all of a sudden? I don't know why I would want to share something like that to anyone… Tsukiyo slowly grabbed his arms, catching his attention.
"Then… Do I share a lot of aspects with 2D girls?"
Keima turned around, blinking at her. Wha… What's going on? He gazed upon Tsukiyo revealing her red cheeks. Her face glowed, reminding her of Yotsuba. Her golden hair shined form the sun. His heart thumped, making his cheeks red.
"D… Don't touch me!"
Keima jumped out of the couch, moving away from Tsukiyo. She gasped, watching Keima's scared face. She turned her head away from him, feeling ashamed. Keima's face changed, extinguishing his fear from his mind. What's going on? Why am I not acting like any ordinary men? And what is this girl doing to me? Maybe it's a good time to retreat while I have the chance. Keima turned away from her, preparing his escape. His hands were grasped tightly, making him turn his head around. He watched Tsukiyo gaze upon his face.
"Say… We haven't introduced our names yet… I'm Kujuo Tsukiyo."
Keima's eyes were watery. What… She's introducing her name, at a friendly and formal way? This doesn't feel right… Tsukiyo lifted some pressure off his arm.
"What's your name?"
Keima sighed.
"Katsuragi Keima."
He turned away from her, pulling his arm free. He marched away from her, leaving her behind. She moved her hand out, watching him escape.
"Wait."
Keima's body stood still. He widened his eyes, feeling his legs somewhat heavy. This must be reailty's trap. How could I fall for something like that? Tsukiyo took a deep breath, regaining lost courage.
"Will… Will you escort me through Narusawa tomorrow?"
Escort? Why… Why me?
"Wh…Why do you want me?"
"I… I have little knowledge of that city… I… I've never been there before… And you seem to be the only person who knows his way around…"
Keima sighed. I can sense her trap clearly… So why am I drawn to her?
"F… Fine."
Tsukiyo formed a weak smile, feeling her body filled with goose bumps.
"We'll… We'll meet here tomorrow…"
Kumuro marched towards Keima's house, gazing upon the door. I haven't seen him all day. I'm gonna get him explaining why he did that to me! Kumuro stopped moving, turning his head around. He noticed Tenri standing behind him.
"Tenri. What are you doing there?"
Tenri hesitated, noticing Kumuro looking at him.
"Umm… I… I was checking on Keima-kun."
Kumuro moved his hands, beckoning her to come closer. Tenri nodded as she strolled towards him. Kumuro pushed the door bell, waiting for someone to answer. Mari opened the door, noticing Tenri and Kumuro standing outside.
"Tenri-chan! Kumuro-kun! Keima's inside his room."
Tenri and Kumuro strolled inside, walking through the house. Kumuro stood near Keima's room, knocking on the door.
"Keima buddy. Have you been in there all day long?"
Kumuro turned around, watching Keima whimper on the couch. Wow… That's something new. Kumuro strolled towards him, sitting next to him.
"Is there something wrong Keima buddy?"
Keima turned his head around.
"I feel violated in many ways…"
His eyes shifted to Tenri, watching her cheeks slightly blushing.
"Oh… Hey Tenri… C… Could you excuse us for a moment?"
Keima lifted himself off the couch, pulling Kumuro out. The two entered Keima's room, leaving Tenri behind. Kumuro scratched his head, gazing upon Keima's serious face.
"Is there something wrong?"
Keima sighed.
"I'm having more trouble attracted to me…"
Kumuro blinked at Keima.
"What trouble is it this time?"
Keima placed his hands on his lips. Should I get him involved again?
"There… there was a girl I met last term…"
Kumuro nodded his head.
"Go on."
Keima moved his hands away.
"I got involved with this girl, even though after the last few days or so, we've never seen each other again… until we somehow met each other today. Now she wanted me to 'escort' her through Narusawa!"
Kumuro cocked his eyebrows.
"So by escort, you mean…"
Keima nodded his head.
"Maybe that's what she wanted from me... but I'm thinking there's more to it…"
"Aren't you still with Kanon-chan?"
Keima lowered his eyelids.
"Yes… And if I somehow get seen with that girl getting too close to me, there could be trouble."
Kumuro shrugged.
"Well, at least you didn't answer her questions."
Kumuro moved his hands to the knob. His body stood still, feeling suspicious of Keima.
"Hang on… You said yes… didn't you?"
Keima gritted his teeth.
"My mind wasn't somehow thinking straight!"
Kumuro pushed his palm on his face.
"Oh god… And I thought I've done worse things…"
Keima grabbed Kumuro's shirt, shaking him hard.
"Of course you did! I still can't believe you predicted that body swapping event!"
Kumuro's head spun around, making his eyes twirl around. Tenri opened the door, watching Keima and Kumuro.
"Is… Is everything alright?"
Amika sat at her desk, writing her plans on the piece of paper. The wind rustled outside her house, generating banshee wails. She lifted her up, gazing through the window. Kumuro-sama's been a bit suspicious lately… I'm going to find out what he's up to. She lifted her paper out, studying the diagrams properly. Pfft! Why would that Otamegane be willing to change genre of games anyway? He always claims that he only "plays one type of games"! She imagined the diagram coming alive, emerging out of its prison and revealing its true form. She ripped the piece of paper apart, throwing it into the bin.
"This is no good. I need to come up with a better design!"
She pulled out a piece of paper, drawing a different diagram. Maybe I should check up on Kumuro-sama tomorrow…
Amika hid behind a pole, watching Kumuro walk out of his house. She gazed upon his woolly beige cardigan covering his brown turtle-neck shirt. His black pants stood out, reminding her of the times with him. He… He's wearing the same outfit from his first date. This is too suspicious! Kumuro whistled, strolling to another direction. Hang on! He's not even heading for that Otamegane! Amika moved out of the pole, creeping through the streets. She hugged her body against each object, concealing her body from him. He turned his body, walking towards a house. She hid behind a fence, watching Kumruo knock on the door.
Kumuro-sama's at another house? Why I never seen that one before! Nanaka opened the door, revealing her glowing orange hair. She took a step forward, gazing upon Kumuro's cat-like hair. Her red cheeks caused Kumuro to blush. Her white jacket blended with the red shirt underneath her. She crossed her legs coming out of her skirt. Kumuro smiled at her, admiring her beauty.
"Sh… Shall we go to Narusawa?"
Nanaka nodded her head as she closed the door behind her. Kumuro and Nanaka strolled out of the house, heading for the streets. Amika widened her eyes, finding something monstrous. N-N-No! This can't be! An image of Nanaka sleeping next to Keima appeared inside her mind. How did these two come together? H-How did I not see this coming?
Keima strolled through the school grounds, wearing his grey cardigan around his body. His dark green scarf covered his neck. He tucked his hands inside his tan-coloured pants, staring at the floor. I still can't believe I have answered to that girl! I can usually respond to them without giving a shit about their feelings. He imagined himself wearing girl's clothes. So… Why do I feel… more sensitive about them? He stopped moving, noticing Tsukiyo sitting on the bench. Her white dress shined form the sky, complementing her glowing golden hair. She turned around, revealing her pale white face.
Her heart thumped quickly, gazing upon Keima's shining glasses. He stood firm, like a knight waiting for her commands. She lifted her body from the bench, strolling towards him. She stopped, taking her time gazing upon Keima's face.
"H… Hey there."
Keima sighed.
"What places you want to look at?"
Tsukiyo covered her lips with her hands.
"I… I didn't take time considering the places to explore…"
Keima gazed upon her face, watching her eyes looking away from him. So she now expects me to take her just about anywhere? I guess I should do most of the talking and work. I only have to show her around here, right?
"Maybe I should take you to a train station first. Then we can decide form there."
Tsukiyo nodded her head. Keima turned away from her, leaving the school grounds. Tsukiyo followed after Keima, walking beside him.
Kumuro and Nanaka entered the cinema, unaware of Amika following them. Amika emerged out of the alleyway, strolling towards the theatre. Th… They're going into the cinemas? Kumuro-sama never brought me to the movies with him! Amika closed her eyes, placing her hands on her skull. Why does fate have to tease me like this? The doors opened wide, letting Amika in. Keima and Tsukiyo strolled towards the cinema entrance, catching her attention. She turned her head around, noticing the door opening up for her. She turned around, entering the theatre. Keima sighed, following after her.
She stood still, watching many people gathered inside. She turned around, taking a glimpse at each poster of the movie.
"Wh… What's this strange place?"
Keima lowered his eyes. You've never been there before?
"This is where everyone goes and watches movies. It's a popular place for friends and family to get together."
Tsukiyo blinked at him.
"What's a movie?"
Keima lowered his eyes.
"How old are you? 5?"
Tsukiyo frowned at him. She slapped him on the face, knocking him down. Keima groaned from his aching cheeks. I was wondering when she would slap me again… Amika stood within the crowd, gazing upon Keima and Tsukiyo. Why's that Otamegane there? And who the hell's she? She turned her head around, watching Kumuro and Nanaka. They stood near a poster, gazing upon the picture of a Viking-dressed person holding his axe out.
"I'm not really drawn into fantasy."
"Well… It does have 3.5/5 for this…"
Nanaka turned around, pointing at another poster.
"What about that one?"
Kumuro turned his head, gazing upon a person holding two missile launchers.
"I think it has a 2/5."
Nanaka chuckled at him.
"I thought ya a man! Don't ya like action stuff?"
Kumuro shrugged.
"There are some action movies that are awesome. I heard that movie has a shit plot."
Nanaka sighed.
"So ya only like movies with high ratin's like that one?"
She turned around pointing at a poster. Kumuro turned his head, finding a girl playing a violin smiling at him. Kumuro chuckled at the poster, covering his hands.
"Even though I go for highly rated movies, I don't exactly fancy these types of movies!"
Kumuro blinked at the girl, feeling drawn to her.
"Well… If you want to watch it, I could watch it with you…"
Nanaka closed her eyes, placing her hands on her head.
"Pfft. These movies are only for little wimps!"
Nanaka and Kumuro sobbed, wiping the tears off their face. They witness a little girl trudging through the streets, carrying her violin case. Her head tilted down, thinking about her failures. Kumuro sniffed, trying to speak.
"This… This is so sad…"
Nanaka covered her face with her arms, making her sleeves wet.
"I… I dunno why I'm cryin'…"
Kumuro held his arms out to Nanaka.
"God I need a hug, man!"
Nanaka leaned towards Kumuro. They wrapped their arms around each other, holding their bodies together.
"I… I think I love this movie!"
Amika rolled her eyes, watching the wimps crying loudly.
"I don't really see why people would cry from chick flicks!"
Keima and Tsukiyo sat at their seats, watching a girl standing near a werewolf. A vampire descended from the sky, hissing at him. Tsukiyo blinked at the creatures fighting over a human.
"Why are these two fighting each other?"
Keima sighed.
"They're after the affection from that girl."
She watched the girl pushing the vampire and werewolf away from each other, begging the two to stop fighting.
"So why are there such creatures in this movie?"
Keima leaned his head on the seat, groaning with frustration. If this is reality's idea of me looking after this kid, this is not funny!
Keima and Tsukiyo strolled through the corridors, finding the toilets. He stood near the toilet entrance, pointing at the door.
"It's right there."
Tsukiyo marched past Keima, entering inside. Kumuro emerged out of the male rooms, feeling his eyes watery.
"Oh god… I still can't stop crying!"
Kumuro turned his head to Keima, blinking at him.
"Wh... What are you doing Keima… Keima buddy?"
Kumuro sniffed wiping the tears off his face. Keima blinked at Kumuro, watching his hands dripping with tears.
"What did you watch exactly?"
Kumuro continued sobbing
"Th… There was an awesome movie, and it got a 4.5/5, and, and…"
Kumuro covered his face, conjuring more tears from his face.
"Oh god! This is so sad dude!"
Keima sighed. Indeed he is…
"Well I took that girl here. It seems she never knew about movies or cinemas in this case."
Nanaka emerged out of the female room, covering her face.
"Le… Let's go… Before any classmate of mine… s-s-sees me like this!"
Nanaka and Kumuro cried, pouring more tears form their faces. They held together tightly whilst walking away from Keima. Tsukiyo emerged out of the toilet rooms, standing next to Keima.
"I… I am in need of food."
Kumuro and Nanaka strolled through the streets, facing away from each other. Amika crept behind them, blending with the crowd. Their hearts thumped quickly, feeling goose bumps on their bodies. Kumuro placed his hands inside his pockets, gazing on the floor. I… I better start talking soon. It's been a while since we emerged out of the cinemas. Nanaka twiddled her thumbs, feeling nervous. I thought I'm very talkative to people like Kumuro-kun… I… I don't know why I'm awfully quiet… Kumuro sighed, tunring her head to Nanaka.
"Well… I guess it turns out we both like chick flicks, eh."
Nanaka closed her eyes, placing her hands on her head.
"Pfft. You're the one who's been crying throughout the movie."
Kumuro frowned at him.
"Me? You've been crying with me this whole time! In fact, you cried more than I did!"
Nanaka turned her head, gritting her teeth at him.
"Bullshit I do! I always thought chick flicks are stupid and pointless!"
Their stomachs grumbled, forcing them to place their hands on it. Kumuro scratched his head, giggling nervously.
"Seems like empty stomachs made us angry. You wanna go get something to eat?"
Nanaka grabbed his arms, smiling at him.
"I know a good place to eat at!"
She ran through the streets dragging him along. Kumuro screamed through the streets, grabbing people's attention. Amika charged through the streets, chasing after them.
"Wait for me!"
Keima and Tsukiyo sat on a table together. Tsukiyo gazed upon a poster from McHarolds, studying the toys she could get from the happy meal. Keima placed his hands on his chin, gazing upon Tsukiyo. Out of all the places we could be in, I don't see how she wanted to be here. He moved his eyes, gazing upon Tsukiyo's box of happy meals. She even got me buying that damn set for her! She moved her head away from the poster, opening the box up. She pulled out a toy, admiring its looks.
"This toy seems to look somewhat satisfactory… But it's not as beautiful as Luna."
Keima sighed, lifting up his burger. He devoured to whole, like a ravaging monster. Tsukiyo lifted a burger from her box, unravelling the wrap around it carefully. She gazed upon the meat inside, feeling disgusted.
"These people here seemed to like making grotesque things…"
She took out the meat, placing it on the table. She chewed on the burger carefully, tasting its sweet bun. Keima lowered his eyes.
"You're supposed to eat the burger with the meat…"
She picked up a tissue, gazing upon it.
"This thing seems to look bland…"
She dabbed it onto her mouth carefully, purifying her pale face.
"But I guess I have no other means to clean my delicate face."
She grasped the toy firmly, pushing the box aside. Keima blinked at her, watching her stand up.
"You know… There's more inside the box."
Kumuro gazed upon the sign "Sumire-ya". This place seems familiar… Why do I have a bad feeling about this? Nanaka groaned, watching many people lining up.
"Awwh man! This place is packed with people!"
Kumuro scratched his head.
"Maybe we're better off if we-"
Nanaka dragged him towards a stop, lining up with other customers.
"Don't worry! We'll get ourselves some treat!"
She clenched her fists tightly, facing towards the shop.
"Besides, I wanna taste that sweet ramen that people were talkin' 'bout!"
Kumuro widened his eyes. An image of Keima and himself tasting bowls of ramen appeared inside his mind. Kumuro crossed his lips in shame. Shit… This ain't good… Now I remember who's in there… As the line became smaller, Kumuro twiddled his thumbs nervously.
"I'm not sure if this line will get far… Maybe we should go somewhere else…"
Nanaka placed her hands on his back.
"Oh c'mon! I'm been waitin' for two weeks just to taste this ramen! Don't you like ramen?"
Kumuro giggled nervously.
"I do… It's just that…"
Nanaka blinked at him.
"It's just what?"
Kumuro sighed.
"Don't worry about it. I'm just saying stuff…"
Nanaka shrugged as she faced away from him. Nanaka and Kumuro entered the room, noticing Sumire and her father handing up ramen to customers. Shit… They're in there… I better not let them know my existence. Kumuro's skin darkened as he strolled towards Sumire. Nanaka turned her head around, blinking at his dark skin. He held his hands out, lifting two fingers up.
"Two sweet ramen, ya."
Sumire sighed.
"You two are lucky you're getting the last batch. This stuff's very popular nowadays!"
Kumuro and Nanaka turned away from her, finding a seat to settle into. Nanaka gazed upon Kumuro's skin, feeling confused.
"Why did ya change you appearance all off a sudden?"
Kumuro sweat nervously.
"I uh… I thought I would like to make myself look different…"
Nanaka cocked her eyebrows. Right… Sumire strolled towards them, placing two bowls on the table.
"There you go! Two sweet ramen!"
Sumire frowned at Kumuro, finding something suspicious.
"Hey… Have we met before?"
Kumuro giggled nervously.
"Umm… What d'ya mean?"
Sumire shrugged as she walked away from him. Kumuro wiped the sweat off his face. Damn! That was too close! Nanaka blinked at him, feeling confused.
"Are you alright? You seemed to be nervous about something."
"Umm… It's nothing really…"
Nanaka shrugged as she lifted the noodles up. She slurped, devouring them whole.
"Wow! This is a lot better than other ramen I tasted!"
Kumuro lifted his noodles up, pulling them inside his mouth. He widened his eyes, feeling his skin changing colours.
"Wow! The taste never changed! It's like the first time I tried it!"
Sumire stood next to Kumuro, having her eyes wide open.
"Ku-kumuro… Is that you?"
Nanaka turned her head, blinking at Sumire.
"Kumuro-kun… Do you know this girl?"
Sumire turned her head, blinking at Nanaka. Wh… who's that girl? Her face reddened, feeling a weird vibe inside her body. Kumuro scratched his head, feeling nervous. Oh shit… This is getting more and more awkward…
"Umm… This girl is… umm… a friend of mine."
Sumire turned her head to Kumuro, drawn to his words. She imagined her heart being ripped apart inside her mind. She sighed, reacting to his answers. F…Friend? Is… Is that really his thoughts? Shrugging off the sorrows, she changed her face, smiling at him.
"I'm glad that you've came here again!"
She strolled away from Kumuro and Nanaka, returning to the kitchen. Nanaka turned her head, watching Kumuro take a deep breath. At least I didn't cause any drama…
Tsukiyo leaned forward, gazing upon the calm sea. She watched the waves flowing to one direction. She smiled at it, admiring its clear watery surfaces. This… It's just as beautiful as the moon. The bright orange sun slowly moved down, wanting to submerge into the sea. Maybe if the moon's there, the sea will reveal its true beauty… Keima sighed, watching Tsukiyo daydreaming. It's been an hour since she stayed there. I wonder what goes inside that child's mind. Tsukiyo turned her head around, staring at Keima.
"I… I want to thank you."
Keima cocked his eyebrow at her. What? What does she mean?
"I… I used to spend every day gazing upon the moon, unaware that many other beautiful things were waiting for me."
Keima placed his hands on his chin. Why would she thank me? Maybe she wanted to say how grateful she was when I prevented her from doing something stupid… is there something else to it? She turned away from him, smiling at the calm sea.
"I wonder what it would look like with the moon and the sea together… Maybe they will shine together, creating a more harmonious atmosphere, complementing each other's beauty to boost greater beauty."
Tsukiyo rested her head on the fence.
"I used to think that only a few perfections in this ugly world existed. There might be more than I had thought…"
Tsukiyo turned around, gazing upon Keima.
"I… I thought you were grotesque like other humans…"
Keima widened his eyes, feeling weird vibes entangling his body. This… This isn't going well… I don't like the way this is going… Tsukiyo rested her body onto his, making his heart thump quickly. Keima broke sweat on his face, feeling violated. Shit! I've been caught off guard! Tsukiyo sighed, feeling Keima's heart beat.
"But I guess you're not after all…"
She elevated her head, smiling at Keima.
"Because I can see the greater beauty within you…"
She closed her eyes, moving her head towards his. He whimpered in fear, scared of causing more chaos. Dammit! I need to escape from this, or else it'll be too late! He took a few steps back, trying to escape from her deadly touch. She opened her eyes, watching Keima's scared face. Tsukiyo blinked at him, wondering what's going on in his mind. Keima sighed, forming his poker face.
"It… It's getting late. You want me to take you back home?"
Tsukiyo smiled, shrugging off the confusion. Maybe this man is scared to embrace greater beauty with me right now…
Kumuro and Nanaka strolled through the streets, facing away from each other. Kumuro crossed his lips, feeling déjà vu. I thought we might get talking more after lunch… Maybe we're kinda nervous about something new right now… Nanaka twiddled her thumbs, thinking about Kumuro and Sumire. Kumuro-kun… He knew about that creator of sweet ramen… Was… was there anything else going on between them? Nanaka turned her head, gazing upon Kumuro's uneasy face.
"Kumuro-kun… Is… Is there somethin' goin' on between that ramen girl?"
Kumuro sighed. Maybe that's why we're not talking a lot…
"Well… As I said… she and I were friends… We met during the summer holidays."
Nanaka nodded her head.
"So this is before you and I had met, right?"
Kumuro nodded his head.
"Nanaka-san… I… I still like you."
Nanaka's heart thumped quickly. She pushed her hands inside her jacket pocket.
"Well… I also like you too…"
Suddenly, Nanaka and Kumuro stopped moving, watching Amika walking through the street.
"Dammit! I lost Kumuro-sama! Where could he have gone off to?"
Amika stood still, noticing Kumuro and Nanaka staring at her. Kumuro moved forward, taking a closer look at Kumuro's face.
"Amika-chan? Is… Is that you?"
Amika gasped, exposed to Kumuro's eyes. Oh crap! I've been caught! Amika frowned, having renewed rage inside of her. No… He's the one who should feel guilty!
"I… I thought you're with that damn Otamegane of yours!"
Nanaka gazed upon Amika's angry face, having questions popping inside her mind. Kumuro crossed his lips, feeling anxious. Oh crap… I've been spotted by Amika-chan…
"Well… He… he went off somewhere…"
Nanaka turned her head, facing Kumuro.
"Kumuro-kun. Who's that girl?"
Kumuro turned his head around, scratching his head.
"She… She's also a friend of mine. We've been friends ever since she arrived at my school."
Amika pointed her finger at Nanaka.
"Who the hell's with you anyway? I've never seen her before!"
Kumuro turned his head away from Nanaka, giggling nervously.
"Oh… Amika-chan… Uhh… That's… She's my…"
"Girlfriend."
Amika widened her eyes, shocked to hear the deadly word. Kumuro turned his head around, surprised to see Nanaka's confident face.
"He and I are datin' as of now."
Amika dropped her jaw, having many things swirling around her head. Kumuro moved towards Nanaka, holding his hands out.
"Hang on… I don't think we should say that we're in a-"
"W-w-wait… You two kissed each other."
Amika pointed her hands at Kumuro, feeling her body churning in pain. Nanaka and Kumuro blushed, facing away from her. Kumuro hesitated, trying to find more gentle words to sooth Amika's anguish.
"Well… umm… we… uhh…"
Tears dripped from Amika's eye. No… This… This can't happen! No… Not right now! I… I thought I had him… I thought I was so close to him… I even had many chances given to me by Kami-sama… Why… Why did she come here all of a sudden! Why did she take away my Kumuro-sama from me? Amika closed her eyes, feeling pain inside her mind. This isn't supposed to happen! Why did Kumuro-sama choose her, and not me? She ran past Kumuro, running through the streets. Kumuro turned around, holding his hands out.
"Wait! Come back!"
Nanaka blinked at Amika running away from her. Somehow, I'm the one to blame… oh well… She turned her head, smiling at Kumuro.
"It's getting late. We should head back home now."
Kumuro sighed. What happened to my Amika-chan? Why did she cry like this all of a sudden?
Kumuro sighed, gazing upon the rain pelting down. Keima lifted his PFP up, gritting his teeth with rage. Oh Amika chan! I… I didn't realise you didn't want me in a relationship… A tear dripped from Kumuro's eyes, reflecting on a sad moment in his life. Amika-chan… Why… Why didn't you tell me before? You were happy every day. And I was happy for your happiness… If… If I had known about this sooner… Maybe… maybe I could help her. It's not like her to cry all of a sudden… Keima turned his head, facing Kumuro. Kumuro seemed to be a bit down… Is it from a date of his?
"Kumuro. How did your date went?"
Kumuro wiped a tear off his face. He turned around, facing Keima.
"It… It was alright…"
Keima blinked at Kumuro.
"Then… Is there something wrong?"
"Keima buddy… Amika-chan cried when she saw me and Nanaka-san…"
Looks like Kumuro finally noticed Amika's true feelings…
"She ran away… I think it's because I lied to her about me hanging out with you to buy games of different genres…"
Keima gazed upon Kumuro's depressed face. Well… that's close enough. He turned away from Keima, gazing through the window.
"Tommorow, I'm going to sort everything out!"
Author's Note: Are you guys surprised to see Tsukiyo appearing again? That's right! She had finally reappeared after chapter 6 (13 chapters later... wow!). I guess you can kinda say that she didn't get a proper ending, and so she's compensated for this episode. I also will guarentee that you won't see the last of her (oh shit... did I rveal a huge spoiler? Or did I...) And if you really wanted Amika to be with Kumuro, I also guarentee that she is not completely doomed. You're now going "Wait. Nanaka ruined her life. Why do you say that?"
In the next chapter, you will find out how... so until then, hope you enjoyed this chapter and the whole series :D