Well, here's another chapter! Things were delayed due to two essays and two tests... but I managed to write in whatever free time I found!


Several hours after Raizel left, Principal Lee, M-21, and I followed suit and headed off to visit Shinwoo, Ikhan, and Yuna in the hospital.

We arrived quickly, as we did before. When we arrived before the correct door, Principal Lee knocked.

"Come in." The voice of Shinwoo answered.

We walked in, Principal Lee leading M-21 and me.

"Principal Lee!" The three shouted all at once.

"Huh. That person came, too. Oh, and Mirai!" Ikhan said, to which I leaned around M-21 and waved, giving a polite smile. "You should've told us you came with the principal, Rai."

"We did not come together. We came separately…" Raizel stated.

"Oh? Then you should've just come together, then. Rai just got here not even ten minutes ago…" Shinwoo said, trailing off.

"What? He received your call and headed out five hours ago…" Principal Lee clarified.

"What? Five hours?" Shinwoo questioned, looking just as surprised as the rest of us.

Five hours? Did he get lost…? I chuckled at this.

Principal Lee changed the topic several moments later. "How is everyone feeling?"

"A lot better, but they said Shinwoo needs to wear a cast for a while longer." Yuna explained.

"When is the break ending? It's too boring here. We want to go back to school." Shinwoo surprised me with this comment. He'd always been the type to sleep during school, so I never thought I'd hear him say such a thing.

"Haha, to hear that from Shinwoo. You must be quite bored. The break should be ending within the week."

"Really?" The three cheered at this information.

"Then… does that mean the murderer's been caught?" Ikhan questioned, breaking the cheerful mood.

"Although there hasn't been an official announcement yet, it seems the prime suspect for the murders committed suicide."

"Suicide?" Ikhan questioned.

"Yes. I was told from a friend of mine who works as a police detective."

"Was that person really the murderer? It might not be the person." Shinwoo spoke.

"All of the evidence points to him being the suspect. They said that he was mentally ill and didn't have any accomplices."

The three released a sigh. "I guess we can relax now." Shinwoo laughed.

We spent time with the three for a while, joking and laughing. M-21 sat in the back, acting partially like a guard. He smiled here and there at the jokes that spread around. Otherwise, he didn't intervene and avoided conversation.

Raizel didn't talk as usual, and Principal Lee stood beside him the entire time. I took the initiative to attempt to make friends before I would have to go back to class and sat beside Shinwoo. I engaged in conversations, sharing stories of my own.

The sun was starting to set by the time we decided to leave, much to their dismay. We promised we would see each other soon.

When we left, Raizel leapt onto the nearest roof, followed by Principal Lee. M-21 followed suit, leaving me on the floor. I glanced up at them, then turned away, heading down the street. I kept my head low as I walked back to the house alone.

It was sad, that even with these three, I didn't belong. I found it hard to consider myself capable of belonging anywhere. I was a human, yes, but even then, I found myself unable to make friends as easily as I would have liked.

And because I was human, I didn't belong with people like Principal Lee, Raizel, and M-21. The three shouldn't have to deal with having to protect a human girl.

My mind was made before I even realized it. Somewhere along the way back to Principal Lee's house, I'd made several different turns that directed me before my own house. It looked different, older.

It had only been a couple months at most since anyone had been inside, so why did it look… abandoned?

I stepped forward and attempted to open the door. Much to my surprise, it was unlocked. I opened the door and stepped inside.

What I saw then shocked me. Rather than seeing our furnished home, that once looked so homely, it now looked nearly vacant and destroyed. Strange stains graced the dark brown carpet and over several pieces of furniture. I blinked hard at this. Could my parents have called a friend and had some of our belongings moved into a storage unit? Could they have accidentally made a mess on several pieces, and decided to leave them here?

I grimaced, but shook my head. It wasn't important. Once my parents returned, they would recover our belongings and refurnish the house, making it just as cozy as it used to be.

I smiled at the thought. I missed my parents. I was certain that at any time, they would send a letter, saying they could come visit for a few days, at the least.

For some strange reason, I knew this was a lie. A thought filled my head, telling me they weren't coming back. I damn near started crying, but that thought was far too strange to even consider it being rational. My parents were overseas, helping out the military. They had business to attend to. They weren't gone forever.

I sat on the couch, sitting far enough from the strange stain that, if it were still wet by some miracle, it wouldn't touch my clothes and become an annoyance.

I leaned back and closed my eyes. It was getting dark outside, when meant it would soon be time to sleep.

Soon came faster than I expected, as in the next moment, it was morning.

I woke groggy, my back aching from the position I'd kept throughout the night. When I woke, I'd found I hadn't moved in the slightest since I'd fallen asleep. I was surprised.

I yawned and performed the necessary morning duties. The best part seemed to be my shower. It was warm and relaxing, and luckily a bar of soap was left in the bathroom. It would have to do.

Principal Lee was right when he said school would resume within a week. Ever since the murders that sprung around the local area, school had been canceled for our safety. That was several weeks ago.

However, going to school now would only reunite me with the very people I ran from. The only reason I knew school had resumed was the fact that, as I walked around this city, I noticed several students wearing the uniform, hustling toward the school. I smiled at them before sighing and trudging into a random direction. It would be best to avoid the school, certainly, but the chances of one of them being around the city randomly was incredibly unlikely.

With that in mind, I closed my eyes, smiled, and continued walking. It would do me no good to dwell on how much I missed the company of those three. While they were certainly people that made me laugh, I didn't need to burden them.

Because of what those three are-whatever that is- and because of what I am, they don't need me around. I would only become a nuisance to their own safety. Because I am human, they would place their lives in harm's way to protect me. That is, if those three actually cared. If they didn't at this moment, which would be fine, they may one day grow to care about my wellbeing. It would be in my, and their, best interest for me to disappear. This way they can maintain their normal lives, and I'll resume my everyday ignorance. I will forget what I saw and that I ever knew Raizel and M-21. Principal Lee will become just that; Principal Lee. He won't be something more than human, which I concluded is incredibly likely, considering the company he kept.

Of course, saying they didn't care about me right now was a little upsetting, as I'd grown to enjoy their company quickly. However, I was never able to place my feelings before the feelings of those around me. I care more about their safety than my own greed.

I would just have to make the best of this time and await the arrival of my parents. Once they returned, my life would go back to normal. I would be human, I would forget the three, and if I could help it, I would ask the two to allow us to move to a different city, town, or even country. It would be best that I didn't see the three again, as they would only drive this desire to return stronger into my chest.

Yes, it is quite difficult to ignore this urge. I wanted desperately to return, to make an excuse for my momentary absence. I fought this urge with every ounce of my strength. I couldn't allow my own greed to push me back. I couldn't allow my greed to harm those three. No matter what the cost to me would be, I would not go back.

I wandered around for several hours, finding little interest in much of anything as I fought the urge to run back.

"Mirai?" The sound of a voice caught my attention. With a whirl, I spun around, my orange dress spun around me gracefully. Before me stood a woman. Her hair was the same color as mine, but hers was short and curly, reaching just below her shoulders. She was older, most likely in her late fifties. She wore a set of tan pants and a black dress shirt. I blinked at her before recognition set in. Her eyes, a bright hazel with obvious hints of blue, held an emotion I couldn't decode.

"Oh, Aunt Maggie!" I stepped forward, and smiled wide. "It's been so long!"

"It has." Was it just me, or did I see a grimace on her features?

"How have you been?" I asked politely.

"Fine." Again, she grimaced. The look in her eyes surprised me. Was that disgust?

"Have you heard from mom and dad recently? They haven't contacted me in several months. Perhaps you've had better luck?" I stepped forward, now standing a few feet before her. I smiled down at her, her standing several inches below me.

Her eyes were wide and she glared up at me. "Excuse me?"

"I-I was just wondering…" She cut me off.

"You insolent brat… What, you suppressed your memories of that night?" Aunt Maggie laughed then. The laugh sounded forced and filled with pity. Yes, Maggie had always been one to smoke, it was no wonder it sounded so gritty. "You always have been pathetic. You can't even remember that your parents are dead!?"

My eyes widened. My parents are dead? No, that's not true!

"Th-that's not true… Someone would have called me telling me they died overseas… Mom and dad are still working for the military overseas… Don't lie to me!" I stepped forward, surprised by my raised fist. I had been prepared to grab her by the neck. Why did I feel threatened by this woman? She was my Aunt… I lowered my hand.

Aunt Maggie laughed again, this time it sounded far harsher than before.

"What, were you going to attack me?" She chuckled darkly. "Why don't you?!" Why was she speaking like this to me? Aunt Maggie and I had once been so close…

"Aunt Maggie… Surely you must be drunk… Treating me like this and saying those things. Why don't you go home and rest? We can meet again when you're better." I raised my hands and attempted to coax Maggie back to her house.

"Get your filthy hands off of me!" Maggie screeched when I touched her and jerked forward.

I paused in movement and sighed. "Fine. Just go home, Aunt Maggie. Get some rest." I forced a smile at her and turned.

"Why do you get to forget their death and not me? You aren't even their daughter…" I heard Maggie's voice utter.

In that next moment, I realized something, just before everything invaded my mind.

In that moment, I now realized I stood before the very place I was trying to avoid: Ye Ran high school. I also realized I was gripping Aunt Maggie's shirt in my fists and glaring down at her. I had her lifted a ways off of the ground, surprised by my own strength. She looked terrified and this pleased me. What was this violence?

Before I could talk sense into myself and release Aunt Maggie, a sharp pain sparked in my temples causing me to shout out. This seemed to catch several people's attention; one of which I was able to recognize with painful clarity. M-21 now walked up to Aunt Maggie and me. I turned back to Aunt Maggie and glared furiously at her before my sight disappeared and countless images took place.

Unconsciously, I felt my grip on Maggie slack and her pull away from me with a shove of her own. I fell back, staring up with wide eyes, though I saw nothing but the images that invaded my mind.

Countless images of M-21 and M-24 invaded my mind. My kidnapping, their treatment toward me in the beginning. I watched as it changed from annoyance to what I could only call warmth. While the two didn't particularly like me, they seemed to grow warm to my presence. I wanted to smile and the memories of us laughing and smiling, but before I could manage, those carefree memories were replaced with violence and sorrow.

The images included many new people; Mary, Jake, Raizel, Principal Lee, and that infected. Each memory led to another, and sooner than later, I remembered everything.

My parents were dead, I was kidnapped by M-21 and M-24, M-24 was now dead, Principal Lee and Raizel weren't human by any means, and, above all, neither was I.

All the memories that invaded my mind overwhelmed me momentarily. When I finally regained my senses, M-21 crouched before me and Aunt Maggie was gone.

I now leaned forward on my knees, my hands keeping me up off the ground. I stared wide-eyed at the ground as the pain in my head finally subsided. It was only when I looked up at M-21 that I realized I was crying.

"M-21…" My voice was quiet as I could barely voice my next words. "I couldn't… protect M-24… He…"

For a moment, M-21's eyes widened, and he almost looked as though he might start crying, too, but just as quickly as it appeared, it vanished.

"Mirai, you cannot blame yourself. M-24 protected the children. And he protected you. He wouldn't regret what he did." M-21's voice was tense. "You need to calm down." He stared down at me, attempting to calm me. For what reason did he think I needed to calm down? Oh, he must be worried that, with my memories returning all at once, I could harm myself somehow.

I coughed and leaned back into a sitting position. I found it hard to stop crying, but it did slow.

"I'm alright. It was just… overwhelming. For a while, I'd thought my parents were still alive." For a moment, my mind trailed to Aunt Maggie's comment. They weren't my real parents? What nonsense. "And I had forgotten you, and Raizel… and even mostly of Principal Lee." I paused, then smiled. "But this is a pain I'm used to! I've lived with it for over a year now. Why should it matter now?"

"Mirai…" M-21 sounded as though he wanted to say something, but decided against it. Instead, he stood. "I'm sure you have questions to ask the principal." M-21 extended a hand out to me.

I took his hand and lifted myself with ease. "Thank you. I do have questions for him. Most of them he may not know… Especially if I don't." I glanced around before I headed inside.

"Where did that woman go, M-21?" I asked, asking about Aunt Maggie.

"I sent her off campus grounds. She had no authorization to be here." He paused. "And she seemed to be bothering one of the students, so she could not refuse."

"I appreciate that. At the same time, if it wasn't for her prying, I wouldn't have remembered everything." I stared at the ground as I followed M-21. "Though I wish I didn't remember some of this…" The memory I made of M-21 crying flashed in my head. That was one I wish I could forget. And of M-24's death… I missed him. So much more than I'd ever thought I could miss a kidnapper.

"It is within reason that some memories are better left forgotten."

"I'm sorry. I had no right to say that." M-21 glanced over at me, confused. "You were far closer to him than I was. For me to say I miss him is nothing in comparison to what you must be feeling…"

M-21 looked away from me but said nothing. I had no idea what he must be feeling. I knew my pain was nothing in comparison, but that was all.

"Well, I imagine it came as a shock."

"What?"

"This." I gestured to myself. "I'm not human."

He laughed ever so lightly. "Yeah, it did."

"For me, too. For my entire life, I've thought I was a human. I guess my power was lying dormant until I needed it." Somehow, these words didn't seem right.

Actually, since my powers awakened, I didn't feel right. I felt… something was wrong with me. I can't quite place the discomfort, but I knew something was definitely out of place. Hopefully the feeling will fade or the discomfort will be overcome and placed. More likely than not, it was my body attempting to adapt to the newfound strength.

I shook my head and dismissed the thought. Now was not the time to dwell on some foreign emotion. Now was a time for questioning and rejoicing.

I recovered my memories of those who grew to be dear of me. Now I needed to ask Principal Lee why he did what he did. If it was him, there must have been some reason. He didn't seem like the type to do something reckless without reason.

When we stood before the principal's door and M-21 knocked, I suddenly felt nervous. What if he did this to me because he wanted me to forget everything? And for me to recover those memories could mean he could erase them again…

"Mirai?" I glanced up to see M-21 holding the door open for me. Inside I could see Principal Lee staring at me. He stood, his hands on the desk before he started walking to me.

"Mirai, are you alright? You weren't at the house when we returned; we were worried."

I scoffed at this. "If you truly were so worried, you three wouldn't have leapt onto a building in which I could not follow." I sighed. "Sorry, I'm not here to accuse you of that. I'm here to ask why it is that you suppressed my memories."

"You don't know?" Principal Lee sounded surprised.

"No, why would I? It's not like you explained it to my ignorant self." I stared at him intently, searching every reaction and emotion he displayed.

"If you don't know… I shouldn't explain. It will only cause you to worry. "

"Worry? Is my life in danger?" My brows furrowed at the question. This seemed like the most logical explanation.

"It is, but not because someone is targeting you. You are in danger of yourself."

"What do you mean?" I very nearly glared at Principal Lee.

"You are not human." I scoffed at this and rolled my eyes. Obviously. "Listen to me, Mirai." Principal Lee glared at me momentarily.

"What, then, am I, Principal Lee?"

"I do not want to cause you unnecessary worry."

"I think I'll worry more if you don't tell me! Am I sick? Am I destabilizing? Is something wrong with me? All of these questions are going to run through my mind and I won't be able to concentrate on anything!" I stepped forward and gently slammed my hand on the desk Principal Lee stood before. "Principal Lee, tell me! What is wrong with me?"

"Nothing is wrong, Mirai." He rubbed at the bridge of his nose and sighed. "Mirai, you're not human. You're something far grander than a human."

"What am I, Principal Lee?"

"I want you to find out for yourself."

"Agh! Why won't you just tell me?!"

"Because there must be a reason why you have forgotten!" Something about Principal Lee's reaction seemed both desperate and honest. It seemed like he believed there was a reason, and knew what it was, but wasn't willing to share that information.

I sighed and removed my hands from his desk. "Alright. Fine. I've trusted you before. It was you who protected M-21, right? You killed Mary, no doubt. If… M-21 can trust you, I believe I can make the same judgment." I stared at Principal Lee, showing my sincerity. I did believe I could trust him, I just hoped this decision didn't come around to bite me in the ass.

"You will?"

"You haven't betrayed me before." I looked down at the floor. "And, for a while… I was able to live as though everything were alright. As though I'd never lost anyone… It was a nice day, I must admit. However, before I lost my family, I never had much of a personality. I was a fairly dull girl." I smirked lightly at this. "Since I lost them, I've changed. Even I am able to realize this." I smiled lightly and closed my eyes. "But it was a nice change."

"Mirai…"

"Hush, I'm thanking you. It was nice to have time to relax. I didn't have to think about my losses, even if only for a few hours. And, considering that was my last time being human, I am also grateful. It was nice to live one last carefree bout of time. Thank you…" I trailed off, wanting to call him Principal Lee, but I knew better now. "What is your true name?"

"Ah…" M-21's voice sounded behind me. "I must attend to business outside."

"I'll see you later, M-21!" This wasn't the usual 'goodbye' as I was declaring I needed to see him later. I wanted to talk with him, ensure he was alright. After all, he lost his only ally… Well, the only ally he openly accepted.

"Go ahead, M-21." Principal Lee turned back to me as the door shut behind me. "Frankenstein."

"Excuse me?" I raised a brow.

"My true name is Frankenstein."

"Frankenstein…" I suddenly burst out laughing, before confusion struck me silent. "What… Why on Earth would you have such a name?"

"That is… a rather long story." Frankenstein avoided eye-contact as he scratched the back of his head.

"Mm. I understand. There's that, and it's not really any of my business!" I smiled before turning to leave the room. "I need to talk to M-21. I will see you later, Frankenstein."

"Wait, Mirai." Frankenstein stepped around the desk and several steps toward me before stopping. I turned to him, waiting. "You should be in class."

I laughed. "I don't believe such things are really a necessity for me, anymore."

"Are you disobeying me?" A forced smile found its way onto his smile as a dark aura seeped from around him.

"Absolutely." I grinned, stuck out my tongue, and-literally- hopped out of the room, grinning like a fool. "See you later, Principal Lee!" I laughed almost maniacally as I trotted down the halls.

You know, in the past I read a lot. Because I became homeless, the opportunity to read lessened until I could no longer find opportunities to read. In those times that I'd read, I read fantasy, usually.

I read many stories of girls that held a dormant ability, or were of hidden royalty. It was strange to me that the thought of having superhuman strength or being of royal descent was unappealing to these girls, and that they just wanted to live normal lives.

It was only strange, now that I was able to experience a similar concept, and think about it. While those girls shied away from it, attempting to reject that entire side of themselves, here I stood embracing it, welcoming it, and urging it to grow, while ignoring and killing the human side of myself.

That had me wondering something else, too; could this idea be an insult to M-21, who wished he were human? The thought made me cringe. The last thing I wanted was to insult M-21, and ruin what bit of a semi-relationship we had. I sighed heavily and momentarily closed my eyes.

When I opened them next, just seconds later, I noticed I'd, miraculously, arrived outside.

Upon hearing M-21's voice beside me at a distance, I perked.

"How… did the organization find out my new phone number? It's under a different name and I haven't used this phone once. How did they track me?" M-21 stared down at his phone intently. "Even if it's them… They are the only ones who know my code name. But the content of the message is a little… What does it mean?" As M-21 continued to stare confusedly at his phone, I walked up beside him, peeking around him at his phone.

There I read '21. Good job~ Good job~'

I stared momentarily transfixed.

"Who do you think it is?" The sound of my voice startled M-21, as he noticeably jumped and stepped to the side, using his inhuman speed. "Easy, easy… It's just me!" I raised my hands before me and smiled. "Oh- hold that thought." I reached into the pocket of my bag as a small tune rang from inside. I unlocked the screen to reveal a similar message as that of M-21's. Only this one addressed me by name. "Eh? Me, too?"

"What? Did you get a message, too?"

"Yes, but if I did, it must be from Frankenstein. He's the only one with my number. After all, he was the one who provided the phone." That being said, he never directly gave it to me. It was part of the memories Frankenstein planted into my head. I'd owned the phone for months, in that planted memory. It was a nice phone, as far as phones go. I'd never held much interest in them, though. And, even then, the song set as the ringer was quite distasteful, as my tastes go. I would certainly change that. "Well, on second thought, Raizel is Frankenstein's master. If Frankenstein gave Raizel a phone, he would have our numbers, because Frankenstein does, right?"

I continued. "I don't see the Union being able to track us through phones provided by Frankenstein, and under some hidden alias. They would never think to suspect someone like Frankenstein's alias."

M-21 stared openly shocked at me.

"What? It's a possibility… I never said it was a fact!" I turned away from his intense gaze and blushed lightly. I do get oddly embarrassed over the most innocent of things.

I cleared my throat. "I cam to apologize."

"What?"

"I said and did some… tactless things while my memories were repressed. No doubt all I did was make things worse. Teasing you briefly about your name, showing up while you fought the infected… The scales of that battle could have easily been tipped in either favor had I not been there. Because I was there, I served as a distraction for you. Because of that, you got hurt."

"Mirai, how many times do I have to tell you not to blame yourself?"

"You're always saying that…" I glared lightly up at M-21. "Why is it that you're allowed to blame yourself for things that obviously weren't your fault, but I can't blame myself for what definitely was my fault?" Much like I usually seem to do to him, M-21 was shocked.

"I don't-" I cut M-21 off immediately.

"You do!" I shouted before I could refrain myself. I took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. "No doubt you blame yourself for what happened to M-24. No doubt you blame yourself for what the infected did to me just the other day. You blame yourself because you think you're weak." I noticed I was treading on thin ice, but I continued. I couldn't just stop now. "In all actuality, it should be my fault M-24 didn't… survive. I was too weak, and I was there. You were busy with Mary, then had to find us. And my own stupidity is not your fault, M-21. I was foolish in thinking I could somehow protect you as a human."

M-21 didn't seem to hold any expression. Whether he was upset, angry, offended, or dwelling on my words was entirely unclear.

"You're wrong." M-21 said suddenly. "M-24's death was my fault. He did what he did to free me. He couldn't leave the Union because of his need to survive on pills. If he didn't take those pills, his body would destabilize and he would die."

I furrowed my brows at M-21. "You can't believe that he did it to upset you. He did it so you would be free, and that means it isn't your fault. I have no doubt that if he were able to hear your words, he would be upset right now. He didn't do it to hurt you. Of this I'm certain."

The sound of a bell startled us both. We were so heavily engaged in our conversation that we didn't realize school was being released. We dropped the conversation and watched the students.

This was, after all, M-21's new job. He was to protect the students and the school so long as he lived with Frankenstein.

We remained side-by-side in silence as the students departed. We stood around for another hour or two before we decided to head back to the house to rest.

On the way back, M-21 finally spoke.

"Where did you disappear to yesterday?"

"Ah. I… went back home. It was..." I cut off, only now remembering my venture back to the house. The reason several pieces in the house hadn't been moved was because of those stains… They weren't of juice or food. No, it was something far more ominous, and I'd stared right at it for a long time. It was the blood of my parents.

I stopped walking and drew a hand to my mouth. Why hadn't those been cleaned? Should something like that still remain in public, where any thug can just break in? I closed my eyes, starting to feel nauseous as the images of my parents flashed before me. Their bloodied, mangled bodies was the hardest to cope with; even more so than their smiling faces.

"Mirai?" M-21 had stopped and back-stepped to me. He placed a hand on my shoulder, attempting to draw my attention.

"The stains…" I managed to say, though it sounded strangled.

I could literally feel M-21's grip soften.

What disturbed me next was this desire to have him embrace and comfort me. I was so startled by the unexpected emotion that I threw my head up, eyes wide, and stepped back. My face flushed as I pictured, in third person, what it would look like if he embraced me.

His eyes would be closed as his arms wrapped around my shoulders, pulling me close. His head would be just centimeters above me, angled down. I would have my arms wrapped around his midsection, my head pressed against his chest.

The longer the image remain in my head, the more my face flushed. I finally threw my head to the side and covered my face with my hands.

I cussed lightly under my breath. Of course, I'd realized it some time ago. I'd developed some feelings for M-21. It was inevitable, considering how much time I'd spent with him. I'd watched him grow and change over the past few weeks.

"Mirai, what's wrong?"

"Nothing! It's nothing…" I breathed heavily as my face started to cool. "Just a stupid thought that will never happen."

"Excuse me?"

"It's nothing important!" Like I did when I first met M-21, my mind responded with false anger in an attempt to cover its embarrassment. I smiled when I realized this, my expression a mix of embarrassment and amusement. "Really, it's nothing. Don't worry about it." I waved my hand.

M-21 sighed. "Then come on." I nodded and followed him.

That image still remained in my head, but I blocked it out. I would keep it as its own memory, and keep it deep down.

On another subject, I somehow convinced Frankenstein into letting me guard the school with M-21. Well, rather than 'convince' I demanded. With much fighting, threatening, and defending-and sighing from Raizel and M-21- I managed to fight my way into victory.

I would now be spending much more time with M-21.

That is, except for my having to go to class once in a while-which was a mandatory part of Frankenstein's agreement to let me guard the school. In the end, we each complied with the other's demands.

I suspected the next few years, assuming they remained this smooth, would be nice. I closed my eyes and smiled lightly as I sat around the three in the kitchen.

Yes, life was definitely bound to get more interesting in the nearing days.


I wanted SO BADLY to simply have M-21 embrace Mirai and comfort her, but we all know he isn't the touchy type... So I will refrain from adding those scenes for a VERY long time. I will add in some tension EVENTUALLY, but it will be... difficult.