Chapter 31: More Setbacks
Tsukiyo gasped, feeling her body trembling in fear. Hey eyes shimmered, reminding him of a traumatised girl from a horror movie. Yutuka's hands shook, feeling scared. Shit! What have I done? I've drawn attention to myself! He gazed upon her luscious blonde hair glimmering from the sunlight. I can't let this girl acknowledge my presence here! His cheeks reddened, feeling his heart thumping quickly. Dammit! How can I get out of this now? She kicked him in the balls, making him scream in pain. He fell on the ground, covering his crotch. That damn... girl... She turned away from him, running away.
She hugged Luna tightly, closing her eyes.
"Why must I be surrounded by grotesque people?"
He slowly lifted himself from the ground, feeling his eyes twitching. I can see why my god wanted to avoid her... He limped through the street, feeling his eyes watery. This is why this world's shitty...
Kumuro sighed, gazing upon the toy on his hand. His eyes reddened from the tears he shed. No matter how many times I gazed upon it, nothing good will ever come into mind... He placed the toy on his desk, resting his head on it. I can't believe this... who would've thought one of your dearest friends could ever like me? And I've been chasing other girls in the process... He banged his fist on the desk, making his monitor shake slightly. God I'm an idiot! I should've realised it! I'm her damn friend after all! He sighed, having flashbacks inside his mind. He imagined Amika standing near him.
I may not know when she started liking me... but I feel stupid to not notice anything from her... Amika disappeared in front of him, causing demonic shadows to surround him. They laughed at him, making his head filled with echoes. I didn't want to make her sad... I guess now there's nothing I can do... right? The door swung open, revealing Kirino standing by the door. She gritted her teeth in rage, glaring at him.
"How much did you spend today?"
Kumuro gritted his teeth, feeling his head ache. Mum... not right now... She stood next to him, slamming her fist on his desk.
"Ignoring me now I see... well how about I'll use this to get you talking?"
She pulled his ear, lifting him up to her. He turned his head around, glaring at his mother.
"Will you stop this?"
Kirino froze, widening her eyes in surprise. She slowly released his ear, watching him walk away from her. He held his hands out before leaving the room.
"I might go out for a walk... I'll be back for dinner..."
Keima held the notepad on his hands, reading his notes. So far, I have to help out this damn Heihachi guy again... at least I'm gonna get some break for today... The bigger question is whether I should wait for other potential targets to come for me or not... He scribbled on the pad, connecting lines together. Perhaps I could try to get reaction from the girls I interacted without raising too much love points... though that tactic might be risky... Mari entered the room, crossing her lips.
"Keima honey... is there something wrong with your friend?"
Keima turned his head, blinking at Mari.
"Umm...what do you mean?"
Kumuro entered the room, revealing his gloomy face. He sighed, gazing upon Mari's face.
"I... I'm fine..."
Keima widened his eyes. I wonder what happened to him today... Mari sighed before turning around and leaving the room. Kumuro limped towards Keima, sitting next to him on the couch. He tilted his head, gazing upon the floor.
"D… Did you know about this?"
Keima blinked at Kumuro
"Know about what?"
Kumuro paused for a moment.
"Y… you knew about this…"
Keima continued blinking. He's not usually this dramatic before…
"Could you tell me what you're-"
Kumuro turned his head, glaring at Keima.
"Tell me you do."
Keima's body froze.
"Is this about a friend of yours?"
Kumuro turned away from Keima, facing the window.
"If you had told me that she liked me, I wouldn't have made her sad in the first place…"
Keima sighed. So that Amika girl did confess… perhaps it was at a bad time… He placed his hands on Kumuro's shoulders and sighed.
"It's not your fault… She could've spoken up early…"
"What are you talking about? I was too stupid to even realise from the start…"
Keima turned Kumuro around, smiling at him.
"It's still not too late. Perhaps you could make it better…"
Kumuro pushed Keima away from him.
"I… I don't know about that…"
Keima cocked his eyebrows.
"What do you mean?"
Kumuro sighed, shedding a tear.
"There are other girls I like too…"
Keima shook his head.
"Well the only way to make Amika happy is you. Don't you value her as your friend?"
Kumuro wiped the tear off his face.
"I… I don't know really…"
He turned away from Keima, leaving the room.
"I… I'll see you tomorrow…"
Keima sighed, jumping on the couch. He tilted his head, gazing upon the ceiling. This guy's such a pain to deal with… I'll may as well deal with him before I do anything else…
Amika rested her body on her bed, feeling her body enveloped in darkness. Her face drenched in tears. Let's face it… perhaps I'll never be able to have Kumuro. Maybe I need to find someone else… Flashbacks of herself spending time with Kumuro appeared inside her mind. But… he's the only thing I have… and he's not like any other boys… She pulled her pillow off her bed, pushing her head down. She smothered her face with the pillow, wiping the tears off it. No matter what I do, I don't think I can reach his heart… The door swung open, revealing her mother. She turned on the lights, holding out the phone.
"Amika-chan. Your friend is on the phone…"
She crossed her lips, watching her daughter lift her body upright.
"Are you alright sweety?"
Amika sighed, holding her hand out.
"I… I'm fine…"
Her mother placed the phone on Amika's hands before leaving. She placed it on her ears and sighed.
"Who's this?"
"Amika-chan. You're sounding a bit gloomy today… is there something wrong?"
Amika crossed her lips. Chihiro… always the cheery one…
"No there isn't. Is there something you need from me?"
"Well there is something you need to know. We're holding a last meeting tomorrow to decide on what to do for our premiere at the festival."
Amika slowly nodded her head.
"Well I do have a few concerns about our preparations so far…"
"I wanted this band to succeed after all… hope I'll see you there tomorrow…"
Amika placed the phone on the bed, gazing upon it. Maybe I shouldn't be at school tomorrow…
"I can't believe those damn idiots aren't together yet…"
She sat on the couch, holding the phone near her ear. Keima's voice sighed from the speakers.
"Kumuro's also considering other girls that had liked him. I highly doubt that I'll be able to ignore this one…"
She folded her arms, closing her eyes. She formed a grin on her face.
"Well I find it very surprising that you decided to call me at this time…"
"If you didn't give me your phone number, I would've done something else…"
Hana let out a light chuckle.
"Let me guess… you would play your games as usual?"
"Don't say it as a joke! Are you gonna help me with that or not?"
She crossed her legs and sighed.
"I'm not sure if the two of us can convince him… but a least we can see those two at school tomorrow… We'll figure out what to do by then."
Hana moved the phone away from her head, pressing the red button. She placed it back in its base and sighed. What is my damn friend even thinking? Those two should've been together by now. She lifted herself off the chair before leaving the living room. Well, I guess it can't be helped…
Yutuka tapped his fingers on the keyboard, gazing upon the screen. The paragraph expanded rapidly. This girl is a lot tougher than I anticipated… this is very problematic even for me to handle… A picture of Tsukiyo appeared inside his mind. I can't imagine any decent person wanting to be with this bitch… His cheeks slowly reddened. Well… I guess she looks kinda cute with her luscious blonde hair, her alluring blue eyes… He gritted his teeth, shaking his head. God dammit! Snap out of it! I can't let myself get too carried away with this girl! He closed his eyes, making his cheeks pale.
He slowly stopped moving his head. This won't be easy for me to find the right candidates… after all, this girl seemed to have her own standards… He chuckled loudly, adjusting his glasses. How foolish of her think so highly of herself… perhaps deep inside her body lies her true grotesque nature herself! He opened his eyes before typing on the keyboard again. Enough fooling around. I still have more candidates to search for and I can't afford to slack around… The door slowly swung open, revealing Ryou entering the room. He lifted his can of orange juice from his hand, taking a sip of it.
"I'll be leaving for my date with Sakura. Mind if you close the door for me?"
Yutuka sighed, stopping his hands from typing. And then I let myself get interrupted so quickly… He lifted himself from his chair before turning around. Well… It can't be helped that I need to tend to these interruptions…
"Don't screw this one up… you only get one shot to fix that relationship of yours…"
Ryou sighed, watching Yutuka leave his room.
"Don't worry… I already know her too well not to screw up…"
He placed his hand on his head and grin.
"After all, she can't resist my charms like no other girls I have…"
"Whatever. Hurry up and get to the front door already."
Keima stood near the front entrance, pushing the doorbell. He folded his arms, tapping his feet impatiently. The door swung open, revealing Heihachi's mother.
"Oh hello there. Can I help you with anything?"
Keima placed his hands near his chin, gazing upon her smooth face. She looks very different from Heihachi…
"I'm here for your son."
She scratched her head, blinking at him.
"I've never seen you before… I'll go get him anyway."
The door swung shut momentarily. Heihachi's mother shouted loudly, calling for Heihachi. A few minute later, the door swung open again, revealing Heihachi with his droopy face. He closed his eyes, yawning loudly.
"Dude… do you know what time this is?"
Keima sighed.
"We need to be at the dojo very shortly. We're commencing the next phase for your confession…"
Heihachi sighed, wiping the yawn tears off his face.
"I just woke up you know…"
Keima shook his head.
"Fine. Hurry up then."
Heihachi closed the door as Keima faced away from it.
Heihachi peered through the door gaps, watching Kusunoki thrusting her arms forward. He awed at her, watching her hair glimmer form the sunlight. She's so cute, even when she's training… Keima stood near Heihachi, observing Kusunoki. I'm quite surprised to see her there, despite having to run the family dojo as well… He turned his head to Heihachi.
"I guess you can go in there now. She'll be expecting you…"
He blinked at Heihachi crossing his lips and blushing. He pushed his fingers together.
"I… I don't know if I should go there… I… I have nothing to say to her…"
Keima lowered his eyelids. He doesn't have to say anything for now… the main purpose is to get her to acknowledge his presence in this early stage… He swung the door wide, making him widen his eyes. He pushed Heihachi forward, making him collapse on the ground. Heihachi's eyes spun around in circles, feeling dizzy. Damn that little rascal…
"I never thought you would actually make it…"
Heihachi slowly lifted his head up, gazing upon. His eyes glimmered from the reflection of her warrior-like face. She walked away from him, heading for the bucket and cloth lying on the floor.
"For today, you'll be helping me clean the floor. I want you to-"
She widened her eyes, finding Heihachi standing in front of her. He held out the bucket and cloth, grinning at her.
"You can count on me!"
He dropped down to the floor, pushing himself around it. She continued blinking at Heihachi cleaning the floor. Keima slowly nodded his head. Seems like he really wanted to impress her… though I do hope he'll keep this up for the next few days…
Keima sat at his desk, noticing an empty desk behind him. Looks like Amika may not be here now… this could be a bit inconvenient, however… An image of Kumuro appeared inside his mind, entering the house. He stood near Amika, making her gasp and blush. This could be a perfect opportunity to get these two together once and for all… though the main problem still remains… He turned his head, watching Kumuro enter the classroom. He sighed, tilted his head towards the floor. He sat at his desk, ignoring the students around him. Keima sighed, feeling his eyes a bit misty.
When will Kumuro realise that he should be with Amika… Miyako stood near Keima, gazing upon Kumuro.
"What's wrong with your friend there? He seemed to be a bit down…"
Keima lifted his PFP up, turning it on.
"Don't know. Don't talk to me…"
Miyako turned her head to Keima, crossing her lips.
"But isn't he supposed to be your friend? Aren't you a little bit concerned about his welfare?"
He tapped the buttons rapidly, gazing upon the bright screen. Even though I am a bit concerned… if she is another one of those girls wanting me…
"That's his problem…"
She shifted her eyes to Amika's desk.
"Speaking of which, I wonder where Amika-chan went today… she's usually early for school… hope she's at school today…"
Miyako walked away from Keima, making him sigh. Perhaps this is true that Miyako might be my next target to deal with… Chihiro entered the room, gazing upon Amka's desk. That's strange… she should be here today… She strolled past it, having her eyes fixed on it. This meeting's very important… I wonder what happened to her…
"To recap what we have talked about, you can make something not related with love and turn it into love."
Heihachi sighed, making Keima lower his eyelids.
"Are you going to do that for the rest of this operation?"
Heihachi slowly lifted himself up from his chair, yawning loudly.
"Well I can't keep it up if I have to be forced to attend her dojo often…"
He limped away from Keima, heading for the stairs.
"I'll see you tomorrow then…"
The door swung open, letting Hana in. She walked past Heihachi, climbing down the stairs. As Heihachi closes the door behind him, she stood near Keima and sighed.
"Great... I should've realised that Amika wouldn't come to school..."
Keima rubbed the whiteboard using his eraser. He pulled out the whiteboard marker, scribbling a few things on the board.
"We can turn this event around... this is a perfect opportunity to make her and Kumuro happy together... the only problem is convincing Kumuro..."
She sat on the desk, gazing upon Krima's writing.
"Knowing him, he won't be easy... he's certainly the indecisive type..."
Keima placed the marker near his lips. He certainly needs some motivation... but what kind does he need? His mind suddenly lit up like a light bulb. If he truly cares about his friends, the best way is to make him put her before other girls... I could also tell him how good friends can produce high love points... He walked away from Hana, leaving her behind. She turned her head to him, widening her eyes.
"Hey, where are you going?"
Kumuro sat on the bench, watching students standing away from him. A few couples held hands together, smiling at each other. He sighed, placing his hands on his cheeks. I don't know what to do... everything I do is becoming a huge burden to her... she didn't even come to school... He rested his body on the wooden seat, covering his eyes. I feel like a shit friend to her... maybe she was right... we should never be friends at all...
"There you are! I've been looking everywhere for you!"
He shifted his fingers, peering through the gaps on his hands. He watched Keima grin at him, making his glasses shine. He slowly lifted himself upright, gazing upon his friend.
"Oh hey buddy... Are you trying to convince me again..."
Keima pulled the whiteboard closer to the bench, lifting the stick up. He pointed at the words "Drive your dream car – Ford".
"Here are four reasons why good friends are made for each other!"
He moved his stick to the letter F.
"Foundation – when building friendship levels, there must be a foundation to it. The foundation must contain good events you and Amika have gone through together. It also must contain a structure where the two of you can come to for help and support..."
He moved the stick to the letter O.
"Offering – the two of you did offer promises to each other. You could also offer much more than that. Perhaps you like to give her a comfort zone, or some form of protection..."
He moved the stick to the letter R.
"Reliance – or trust for that matter. The two of you have trusted each other more than other people I've seen. This is one of the hardest qualities to obtain in order to be good friends..."
He moved the stick to the last letter.
"Determination – no one should ever give up on the friendship they currently have... unless of course this lasts for less than a month and they feel like they're not good friends at all... but the two of you never gave up on each other until perhaps now..."
He placed his hands on his glasses, adjusting them carefully.
"This is a good time to not only savour the friendship you have kept for so long, but to also make this friendship of yours transform into something more amazing. Will you still give up on Amika, or will you be the one to save this relationship you had?"
Kumuro lifted himself of the bench, walking past Keima.
"Thanks for trying to cheer me up... but all of what you said about me isn't true at all..."
Keima widened his eyes, dropping his jaw. Kumuro tilted his head down and sighed.
"For instance, I didn't create a good foundation... I didn't offer much to her... I broke her trust many times, and the two of us had almost given up at certain points..."
His body froze, feeling chills on his body. He lifted his head up, blinking at Hana glaring at him.
"Is this how you react after all you've been through?"
Kumuro whispered to himself.
"Hana-chan..."
She placed her hands on his shoulders, clutching them tightly.
"You wanted to find true love? Well she's basically the one for you! And you're throwing that once-in-a-lifetime opportunity like this?"
He gasped quietly. I... I didn't-
"How dare you say something like that? Is this really how you find 'true love' – by casting aside someone who's perfect for you?"
Kumuro's eyes watered. I... I didn't...
"I thought you're better than that! But now I realise... that you're nothing but someone who only fall for pretty girls... those who don't see them for who they truly are..."
Kumuro shed rivers of tears as he rested his head on Hana's shoulders.
"What am I doing to myself? This isn't how I should treat Amika-chan!"
Hana moved her hands around Kumuro's back, smiling at him.
"It's not too late... You still have time to mend the things you've broken..."
He moved his head, gazing upon Hana's motherly face. He wiped the tears off his face, smiling at him.
"Yeah... you're right..."
He moved away from her, picking up his bag near the bench. He ran away from Keima and Hana, charging through the school grounds. He lifted his arm up, shouting with renewed vigour.
"I'm coming for you, Amika-chan!"
Keima watched Kumuro, smiling at him. I guess I'm kinda glad to see him back to his old self again...
Kumuro crossed his lips, watching Kodama standing near the gate. Ah shit... I don't think I've though this through properly... Kodama gritted his teeth, clenching his fists.
"First this bitch got me buying her a lot of meals after that damn bet! Now I got blackmailed by her due to that 'ripped pants' incident!"
Keima and Hana stood near Kumuro, crossing their lips (Hana) This is something new – teachers guarding the only entrance... (Keima) Didn't think teachers like him are this strict with students... Kumuro turned his head, gazing upon Keima.
"Maybe I should do this after school... there's no rush for me to-"
Keima chuckled boldly, placing his hands on his hips.
"Nonsense! This is the perfect time for you to make amends! I'll help you get through the guarded gate!"
He strolled away from Kumuro and Hana, standing near Kodama. He pulled out his PFP, tapping the buttons on it. Kodama turned his head, frowning at him.
"What do you want?"
Keima sighed.
"Can I please walk past you?"
Kodama's head ached, making his eyes red.
"WWWAAAAHHH? What makes you think I would do something like that?"
Keima walked past him, making him widen his eyes.
"I forgot some games at home, so I just thought that-"
Kodama pulled him away from the gate, dragging him through the school grounds. He laughed evilly, making Keima lower his eyelids.
"The only place you're going mister is the detention room!"
Kumuro and Hana blinked at him, breaking sweat on their heads. Hana turned her head to Kumuro, folding her arms.
"This is your chance. You better make a run for it now..."
Amika sighed, resting her body on the bed. I feel somewhat guilty... the girls would be expecting me to be there for the meeting... She slowly turned her bed around, crossing her lips. I don't know... I'm not sure if I can face Kumuro again... Not after everything I did to him... She imagined Kumuro walking away from her. Perhaps I'm supposed to be more distant from him... he seemed to be interested in other girls... She smothered her head with her pillow, trying to clear her mind. The only thing I achieved is getting in his way... There's nothing... I can do... nothing... nothing...
Suddenly, the door bell rang, making her take her pillow off her head. ...A door bell? She slowly lifted her body off her bed, exiting her bedroom. I wonder who's there at this time. An image of people surrounded her mother appeared inside her mind. Probably her friends... I heard my mum telling me how they often visit here... She trekked through the corridors, heading for the door. Perhaps it's some other random stranger... who knows... She placed her hands on the knob, slowly turning it around. Well whoever those people are, I don't feel like opening the door... but I'm the only one here...
She swung the door open, revealing Kumuro's face. She widened her eyes, feeling her heart beating quickly.K... Kumuro-sama? Kumuro gazed upon Amika, crossing his lips. Shit... what should I say to her? Amika tilted her head down and sighed.
"I... I didn't think you..."
Kumuro quickly grabbed her arms, pulling her towards him. Tears gushed out of his eyes.
"I'm sorry that I made you sad for too long!"
Amika's cheeks blushed. Her body covered in chills.
"K... Kumuro..."
Kumuro formed a smile on his face.
"But I won't make you sad anymore! Perhaps we should go out together... as couples..."
Amika's body froze, hears voices of Kumuro echo inside her head. She widened her eyes, making her cheeks red. She pushed herself away from Kumuro, turning away from him.
"K-k-kumuro-sama! I... I don't want you to say this like you mean it! I... I'm not sure if I-"
Kumuro placed his hand on her shoulders, wiping the tears off his face.
"It's okay. I'm here for you now..."
She slowly turned her head around, gazing upon Kumuro's face. His hair glimmered. She smiled at him, feeling her heart beating slower. I... I guess this is it... Kumuro gazed upon her glowing eyes, making his cheeks blush. I may have found other girls who might've liked me... Kumuro and Amika slowly leaned their heads forward. But... I found someone... who's been hiding from me... Their lips pressed gently against each other. ...All this time... They wrapped their arms around each other, exchanging gentle vibes. This might be the one I'm looking for... thank god I've found true love...
Will there be happy endings for Keima too? Perhaps later on...
Keima folded his arms, feeling his bare body freezing from the cold winds on the top of the building. He crossed his legs, hiding his underwear from Kodama. What kind of teacher would do this to students? He gritted his teeth, glaring at his teacher.
"What kind of punishment is this? This isn't really how students should be treated!"
Kodama laughed evilly.
"But you're an exception... you're the one who's been getting many 100s!"
Hana stood behind a tree, crossing her lips. Keima...
Yutuka strolled through the streets, holding his hands inside his pocket. This isn't good... I still can'tthink straight ever since... ever since... An image of Tsukiyo appeared inside his mind, making him grit his teeth. Have I gone crazy from just looking at her? He closed his eyes, trying to clear his mind. I can't let this one girl get to me! Perhaps she wanted me to fail my god once more! He stood near the door, opening it up. Maybe I'm just over thinking this... He entered through the door, walking through the aisle of games. Now that I think about it... this feels like... déjà vu...
An image of another girl appeared inside his mind. It's true that I've play galge games well before I met that other girl... perhaps I did adore her for her looks as well... He stood near a shelf, picking up a game case. After falling for her "trap", I started analysing her, buying games specific to her personality and hobbies... He sighed, gazing upon the girl on the cover. Everything went well as I initiated events needed before the confession... He strolled away from the shelves, walking up to the counter. Of course until the day I confessed... it's always the days where I expect things the most...
He handed over the case to the shopkeeper, letting him scan it. Not only she rejected me... An image of the girl appeared in his mind, laughing evilly at him. She said this to me – "You think everything you did in the past few weeks made me fall for you? You truly are a sucker for my charms!" He pulled out a note from his pocket, placing it on the counter. She humiliated me, in front of her friends! She walked away from me, like I'm someone disposable! Despicable! He picked up his change, and the case, leaving the store. Before I ran away, she shouted at me "Girls will only go out with pretty guys!"
He strolled through the streets, feeling his eyes misty. I took a look at other girls around me... she was right... many guys who got any girls had at least decent looks. What do I have? Nothing! Nothing at all for my looks! He closed his eyes and sighed. Enough fooling around! I can't let my mind drift like this! I must-
"You again!"
He opened his eyes, noticing Tsukiyo standing near him. He gritted his teeth, frowning at her.
"I should be the one saying that!"
She strolled past him and sighed.
"Grotesque people don't deserve to be here..."
Suddenly, Yutuka laughed loudly, making her turn around.
"You of all girls are the same! Caring about beautiful things! Is this truly our fault if "grotesque" people are born like that?"
He turned around, glaring at her.
"If I had at least decent looks on my face, perhaps I would win many girl's hearts! But I can't – because I look like this! If this world only allows grotesque things to merely suffer, then the only ugly things are the beautiful things themselves!"
Tsukiyo slapped him on the face, glaring at him.
"I don't like what you're saying! You're hurting Luna's ears!"
Yutuka placed his hand on his aching cheek, chuckling sinisterly.
"This is what grotesque people also do! Let ugly emotions get the better of them! You and I aren't so different at all..."
He turned away from Tsukiyo, storming through the streets. She sighed, hugging her doll tightly.
Keima sniffed on the couch, groaning in pain. Damn those teachers... they don't care about students' welfare, don't they? Hana placed her fingers on her chin, humming to himself. Although I wanted him to focus on the tasks at hand... perhaps there is a chance for me... She grinned sinisterly. I can see it now... I'll be able to make Keima fall more for me... I'm guessing that he'll still be sick by tomorrow... She placed her hands on Keima's shoulders, awing at him.
"Will you be able to come to Heihachi's place tomorrow?"
Keima sighed.
"O... Of course I can... I just need games to make me better..."
Hana cocked her eyebrows. Really?
"Speaking of which, how'she going with his confession?"
Keima hummed to himself.
"I... I think he's going quite well... perhaps he might also be able to challenge her to a spar to increase her love points..."
He lifted himself up, limping through the living room.
"I... must... play games... now..."
Hana lowered her eyelids. He's really serious about that, huh? Mari placed her hands on Keima, making him widen his eyes. Ah crap...
"My poor little Keima! I can't believe Kodama would even do this to you!"
She carried him out of the living room, making him wave his arms around.
"I'm gonna take care of you! By tomorrow, you'll be feeling all better!"
Chihiro, Ayumi and Miyako strolled through the streets, tilting their ehads down. Chihiro sighed, having Amika appear inside her mind.
"I'm quite worried about Amika... she has been acting weird lately..."
Ayumi pushed her fingers against each other.
"The last thing I want to see is her body hanging on a rope... I couldn't imagine who would make her like that..."
Miyako lifted her head up, humming to herself.
"There have been strange tensions between Kumuro and Amika lately..."
Chihiro pushed her fist on her hand.
"If he does anything to her, I'll make sure he won't have any children!"
Miyako and Ayumi blinked at Chihiro.
"You seemed to be fired up all of a sudden..."
"Besides, Kumuro's not the type to harm her in any way possible... well at least I would think so..."
Suddenly, the girls stood near the door, pushing the door bell. The door swung open, revealing Kumuro's face. Chihiro and Ayumi dropped their jaws, widening their eyes. Miyako blinked at Kumuro, making him scratch his head.
"Umm... is there something you girls need?"
Chihiro kicked his guts, making him fly away from her. She stood near him, glaring at Kumuro.
"What have you done to Amika-chan? Where is she?"
"She... She..."
Amika entered the corridors, blinking at Chihiro.
"What are you to him?"
Chihiro turned her head, gazing upon Amika's pyjamas. She widened her eyes, picturing Kumuro assaulting Amika. No... He wouldn't... She pushed her feet on Kumuro's body, making him choke.
"You slept with her, didn't you?"
Amika and Miyako stood near Chihiro, blinking at him. Amika pulled Kumuro away from Chihiro, hugging him tightly.
"We do such a thing like that! My boyfriend and I-"
Amika slowly widened her eyes, watching Ayumi, Chihiro and Miyako blink at her. D... did I just say what I think I said? She screamed, pushing Kumuro away from her. She closed her eys, shaking her head.
"I-i-it's not what you think! H-h-he just came here and th-th-the two of us..."
Kumuro's eyes rolled around, groaning in pain. What's going on...?
The girls sat opposite to Amika and Kumuro, tilting their heads down. (Ayumi) I... I didn't think these two would go out together... (Chihiro) I... I'm the leader of this band... and these two are together already... (Miyako) I... I feel envious of Amika-chan... Getting a boyfriend already... Amika's face reddened, facing away from Kumuro. Why don't I feel comfortable around my boyfriend? Actually... even saying that word... makes me... uncomfortable... Kumuro sighed, facing away from Amika. I... I don't know how to act... as her boyfriend... Where's Keima buddy when I need him?
Miyako chuckled nervously, lifting her head up slowly.
"So... Amika-chan... Congratulations..."
Amika formed a weak smile.
"Umm... thanks..."
Inside Amika's mind, Mini Amika ran around in circles. I'm not ready for this! I'm not even doing anything! What should I do? What should I do? Kumuro turned her head around, scratching his head.
"So... Amika-chan... What are you doing... tomorrow?"
Amika hummed to herself.
"Umm... well..."
Everyone sat in silence, crossing their lips. Miyako stood up, holding her hand up.
"Perhaps we can celebrate at a shopping centre! I know a perfect place for all of us..."
Chihiro turned her head to Miyako.
"Aren't we supposed to be hosting a meeting about now? We can't exactly start without Amika-chan..."
Ayumi turned her head to Chihiro.
"What about Yui? She's also a part of our band... plus she has a very important role..."
Chihiro shrugged.
"Sometimes, I don't feel like she's a part of us... especially when she's started hanging around with this orange-haired girl at school..."
Ayumi and Miyako blinked at Chihiro.
"Really?"
Chihiro nodded her head.
"Every day, I always saw Yui and that girl together... Perhaps Yui has become a man after all..."
Miyako pulled out her phone, pushing buttons on it.
"I'll text Yui anyway. She's still a part of our band no matter what..."
Amika and Kumuro sighed. (Amika) Maybe... maybe we're not really perfect for each other... (Kumuro) If I'm her boyfriend... we should still be talking to each other...
Tsukiyo stood near the door, pushing the bell. Ryou opened the door, gazing upon her.
"You again? What is it this time?"
Tsukiyo sighed. I don't want to do this... An image of Yutuka appeared inside his mind. This guy... after he talked to me in a rude manner...
"I'm now looking for a guy who interacted with me recently..."
Ryou blinked blankly at Tsukiyo.
"Do you know what he looked like?"
Tsukiyo closed her eyes.
"He's too grotesque for me to remember..."
Ryou lowered his eyelids.
"Then how can I find this guy for you then?"
Tsukiyo turned away from Ryou, hugging her doll tightly.
"I don't know then... perhaps I was mistaken to come here in the first place."
She opened her eyes, finding Yutuka standing in front of her. He sighed, glaring at her. And yet I see her again... perhaps the whole world's mocking me right now... Ryou titled his head, gazing upon his brother.
"Do you know who she's looking for? Perhaps you can help me out here..."
He blinked at Yutuka, waiting for a response.
"Geez... go silent all of a sudden why don't you..."
Tsukiyo sighed.
"I suppose you live with this idiot here..."
Ryou gritted his teeth, waving his arm around.
"I'm right here you know!"
Yutuka sighed.
"What is it you want this time? If you're only here for more insults, go ahead and give everything you got!"
Tsukiyo averted her eyes from him.
"I... I guess I have no idea..."
He strolled past her, walking back to his house.
"Then I'm going. I'm not gonna get involved any further..."
Suddenly, Tsukiyo grabbed his hands, making him widen his eyes. W... what the... He turned his head around, gazing upon her hair. She crossed her lips, feeling her cheeks blushing.
"I... I wanted to say..."
Ryou scratched his head. What are these two doing to each other? Tsukiyo released his hands.
"Sorry..."
She strolled away from Yutuka, making his heart thump quickly. W... what was that all about? And why do I feel strange about it?
Keima groaned, feeling his head aching. His nostril filled with mucus. He gazed upon a wall full of screens, smiling at the girls waving at them. At last... I'm almost up to date with the completed games... just a few more any... He sneezed, groaning in pain. Why haven't I felt better yet? This is preposterous! He shifted his eyes to the clock – 6:45am. So I see... reality's behind this too... trying to speed up time I see... I guess I can stay here until I get better then! Suddenly, Mari opened the door, storming through his room.
"You stayed up all night for this, haven't you?"
She dragged him out of his seat and out of his room, making himwave his arms around and shout at her.
"This time, I'm chaining you to your bed!"
Keima groaned, feeling his body entangled by chains. Let me at least finish my games! She turned away from Keima, leaving the room.
"I won't let my precious destroy himself in this current state! I'm going to your school and have a piece of my mind to that Kodama bastard!"
She slammed the door behind him, making Keima sigh. Well... I hope it can't get any worse...
Author's Note: This time, I made this a bit shorter than most chapters... This is in anticipation to perhaps a huge chapter that'll occur soon... I tried to finish this chapter as soon as I could, and I'll try my best to update this a bit more quickly next time - hopefully, I can get to the end very very soon... until then, I hope you enjoyed this chapter and this series!