- Disclaimer: Matantei Loki Ragnarok belongs to Kinoshita Sakura.

Ah, My Loki-sama!

written by Kurosu

- Chapter Forty.

Mayura had always known there was a mother involved in Loki's children's lives, but no one had ever bothered to bring up the subject, and now to finally meet her, it was like a giant boulder - or well a giant - had fallen on her head. And to think, she had resolved her own feelings for the god just to have this major fact remind her that a mortal and a god could never have a happily ever after.

With each beat of that uncomfortable feeling in her heart, she knew this, somehow, didn't involve her, and suddenly exclaimed, "Ah! It's getting late! I better hurry home not to worry papa! It was... nice meeting you, Spica-sama."

Spica's sign: 'Yes. See you.'

There was just something funny and cute about the sight of Spica eating and holding up the wooden sign that made Mayura smile and giggle. She bowed to everyone, still in their stupor over their current circumstance, and quickly bid everyone a goodbye before disappearing out the doorway, much too fast for anyone to really react.

Loki scrambled to his feet and chased after the girl, who was obviously doing her best to hide her feelings again, and he didn't want that. He cared too much to leave her alone like this, and this was a crucial time that he had to be truthful with her as she had been with him.

'Daddy!' Fenrir called, but it was no use in stopping the god when he was that focused. He turned to Spica, who was still eating like the scene, and he became very upset, 'Mom! Why are you here? You're... You're going to mess up things for daddy!'

Hel-chan looked like she was about to burst in to tears, but thank goodness for responsible, older brother Yamino to comfort her, reassuring that everything was going to be okay and that Mayura was accepting and forgiving. They respected their mother, however short of time she spent with them, but they had always been their father's children, so to put his happiness first was a given, and the mortal girl had grown just as important to them, a great place in their hearts.

Spica's sign: 'It's that time of the century, when I see you three.'

They sweatdropped and looked at each other, questioning if it was true that it was time for her visit again. Every hundred years, Angroboda would visit her children and spend one day with them due to a contracted agreement between her and Loki when they had separated. He would take the children with him, and she would get his large hall in Jotunheim - a mutual, amicable separation that both sides were pleased with.

She continued eating, keeping a passive eye on her kids discussing the current situation in whispers, glad that Hel-chan was on Midgard, so she wouldn't have to make another trip to Helheim like she normally would. Plus, Midgard has such exotic and delicious food, if she had known this a few centuries ago, she would've made a trip to this place.

Hel-chan turned to her mother, "Haha-ue, if it's just that, we're okay with it, but... concerning chichi-ue and Mayura-san..."

Spica, overlooked Hel-chan's insinuation, more focused on the next course of her dining experience, holding up a sign: 'What's for dessert?'

The three kids fell over, and Hodur blurted out, "I'm hungry!"

Loki flew out the front door and off the steps to take hold of Mayura's wrist, a certain fear, that he didn't want to admit to, of the possibility of the mortal walking out of his immortal life, and he didn't want that. She stopped and looked at him, the bit of sadness laced with confusion in her eyes, and he told her quietly, "Let me walk you home."

She gave him a small laugh and smiled, "I know my way home, Loki-kun."

He sighed and gently bopped her head, "Of course, but I don't feel at ease when you're alone." He raised his eyes to the evening skies, "And it's getting dark." Looking at her again, he was very final on the matter, "After all that's happened, I can't let you out of my sight."

"You're being stubborn," she huffed out, "It's only a few blocks away, so you don't have to be so protective."

"Why not? You're always attracting trouble..." He noticed the change in her expression to something more dark at his terrible selection of words and attempted to correct himself, "I mean, I can't help but worry...?" He sweatdropped, dreading her scolding on his awful communication skills, but she lowered her eyes, staring at the ground.

"Loki-kun has a family to protect too," her voice was so soft, threatening to be lost in the breeze, "Spica-sama is visiting... You should return to her side."

He sighed without another word, taking her hand within his own, and pulled her along, very adamant about walking her home. She continued to protest verbally but didn't resist from his touch, letting the warmth of his hand comfort her. Her fingers shifted until they were entwined with his own, rubbing the back of his hand with her thumb in a circular pattern, reminding her that he was indeed at her side.

He gave her a gentle squeeze of her hand, to reassure them both that it was just the two of them, and she leaned the side of her head against his shoulder as they walked. After a few moments of silence, just enjoying each other's presence, she spoke softly, "Even if Spica-sama is here, I... still want to be by your side." She shyly peered up to him, eyes shimmering with hope, "If... it's okay with Loki-kun."

He smiled and leaned over to place a kiss to her head, "I can't imagine not having you with me."

Mayura closed her eyes and wondered aloud, "Loki-kun probably use this line all the time with girls."

"What? No... Why would I do that?" He frowned, "It's not my fault they misunderstand my kindness."

She opened her eyes again, laughing softly at his misfortune, and smiled sadly, "Then Spica-sama must be special for you to marry her." She felt him tense up, the stiffness of his hand, and quickly apologize for bringing up the subject of his wife, "I won't ask anymore."

"That's not it," he rubbed the back of his neck nervously, having planned to tell her about his situation with Spica, "She's not my wife or anything. At the time, it was just convenient for both of us." She gave him a weird look, because she thought about the three children that came from their union, and he sweatdropped, figuring that she wasn't happy with his answer since it involved his past, "It's... complicated..."

She sighed, "It's okay, Loki-kun. You don't have to be so nervous about it.

"Whatever happened between you and Spica-sama isn't my business, but I'm grateful that you two have a nice bond too," her smile illuminated beautifully in to the evening, "If you guys didn't, then Yamino-san, Fenrir, and Hel-chan wouldn't be born in to this life... and I would never have met them.

"And I can't imagine not having them in my life either, just like Loki-kun."

"Mayura..."

He was speechless, from her sincerity and love for him and his children, and all he could do was take the sweet, mortal girl in to his arms and hold her, wondering quietly if he really deserve such happiness and devotion. He felt her arms around him too, embracing him, returning his appreciation and love with equal feeling and much more.

So the walk to the Daidouji home was delayed just a bit, with some hugs and a few more secret kisses, and no children in sight to destroy the intimacy, but Mayura's father sure knew how to ruin the fun for the trickster god, even when the man wasn't near them, interrupting the good part by phone. He nipped at her ear lobe, earning a pleasant squeak of surprise, before she pushed him away to answer the phone call.

"I know, papa... What? Really... Now? Okay... Yes, I'm... on my way home... I will... Have a safe trip." she sighed out a goodbye and hung up, glaring at an amused Loki.

"What?" he grinned innocently.

"Papa has to go out of town on business. Something about a classmate in Sendai needing his help," she eyed him suspiciously, "Papa's been traveling a lot lately. Loki-kun... didn't have a hand in it?"

"Of course... not... today," he stifled a chuckled, "at least."

"Mou Loki-kun!" she stomped away from him, "Papa's hardly been at home."

He jogged after her and grabbed her hand to stop her, "Well that means you can stay over."

"No way!" she stuck her tongue out at him, "I need to be home once in a while."

"I'm going to be lonely..."

Loki rubbed their hands together, attempting to play the poor, sad victim of loneliness, and his pitiful, gorgeous green eyes almost sucked her in, if she didn't know any better. She just had to look away from them to avoid his irresistible seduction, huffing out, "How can you, when you have a full house of people?"

He smirked, "Who said it was my house? I was talking about my b-!"

She quickly clamped her hand over his mouth, "I'm going home! Good night, Loki-kun!" And with that, she removed her hand from him and gave him a sweet, chaste kiss on the lips before running down the street, with the intent on wearing herself out physically from the wild imaginations that Loki always managed to plant in her head. She pouted, able to hear his merry laughter lingering behind her.

"Loki-kun is too sly!" she whined, face completely red.

And so the next morning, being a Saturday, Mayura stomped down the stairway of the now empty house, since her father had take a trip up north, towards the front door. She had no idea who could at the door step so early in the morning - if one considered nine o'clock early on a weekend, which it totally was. She smoothed out her pajama top and lightly slapped her cheeks to awaken herself, and with one last yawn, she opened the door.

Her jaw dropped, surprised to see Spica, the last person on earth that she imagined to be standing in front of her. She looked behind the giantess and around her, seeing that it was just a single visitor, who had a bag of freshly baked doughnuts in one arm while munching indifferently on one.

"G-Good morning, Spica-sama," Mayura greeted, unsure.

With the doughnut stuffed in her mouth, Spica's hand was free to whip out a sign: 'Let's have breakfast together.'

The mortal sweatdropped, as the woman bit in to the next doughnut, and asked, pointing to the bag, "Ano, isn't Spica-sama eating breakfast right now?"

Spica's sign: 'It's a snack.'

Mayura fell over in response. She partially climbed back up with the support of the door, motioning for her visitor to come in, "Ah, just give me a few minutes to get ready."

Spica nodded, starting on her seventh doughnut, and entered the Daidouji home.

The door flew open and hit the wall, shaking the foundation of the house, and the panicked Hel-chan and Yamino rushed in to the room that belonged to their father, alarming the blonde god out of his pleasant slumber. He propped himself up on an elbow, rubbing his eye with his other hand, wondering why he was receiving a very noisy wake up call from his children.

"Loki-sama!"

"Chichi-ue!"

The two siblings shouted simultaneously, "We can't find Spica-sama/haha-ue!"

"Wha...?"

Loki was still drowsy with sleep, the words not even processing in his head, because he knew Spica just came to spend time with the kids just like their agreement had been over the centuries, which he would never deny her. But the hysteria in Hel-chan's voice made him realize the giantess' disappearance was very suspicious and maybe a bit sinister.

His first thought was of Mayura, and his eyes snapped wide open, realizing the potential of a disaster in the future. The possibility of Spica seeking out Mayura was at the forefront of his mind - not an every day occurrence for a giant to leave Jotunheim and meet a rare mortal like Mayura.

Loki cursed under his breath and threw the covers from his person, in the process flipping a sleeping Fenrir through the air, and the puppy landed roughly on to the floor with a yelp, jarring him out of dreamland.

"I'm sorry, Fenrir!" he apologized in haste, rushing towards the closet for his clothes, but Yamino had already beaten him to it, pulling out his usual white shirt and dress pants. He murmured a quick thanks and dashed for the bathroom to clean up, leaving the kids to deliberate among themselves over the problem.

Fenrir climbed back on to the bed, yawning, 'So... she's not anywhere in the house?'

"Not even outside!"

Hel-chan was freaking out the most over this, while Yamino finished preparing their father's outfit and quickly made the bed like the good son that he was, ignoring Fenrir's complaints of ruining his sleep. The puppy rolled back under the covers that Yamino had just fixed, wanting to just stay in bed all day and definitely have breakfast in bed too.

The goddess snatched him out of bed, threatening to shake him awake, "Ani-ue! We need you with us! You have to track down haha-ue before she makes things worse!"

Worse for who? The people of Midgard? Or Mayura and Loki?

Mayura sweatdropped, along with the four servers, at the twelve plates being set upon the table, in between her and a quiet Spica, whose eyes were glued to the colorful morning dishes at a local breakfast eatery, Jojo's Coffee House. She thanked the employees, who were half-curious and half-ill with the many servings for two customers, wondering if it was possible for anyone to eat so much. *

Spica had ordered all the morning set dishes from the menu, with the addition of the side items too - from the Scrambled Morning set of scrambled eggs, sausage and tater tots to the Hot Sandwich Morning set of a ham sandwich and fries, to a mini-pizza, salads and more toast and fries - while a sweatdropping Mayura was happy with her plate of pancakes with fruits and yogurt. She felt that Spica was going to eat enough for a party of six people, and just that thought had made her full.

"Itadakimasu~!"

The girl smiled, picking up the fork and knife, ready to dive right in to yummy Western breakfast, but Spica had beaten her to the first bite, practically shoveling the scrambled eggs in to the black hole that was her mouth. She could only stare in amazement at the speed to which this giantess, in the form of a small human woman, had cleared one plate in a matter of seconds.

People around them stared inconspicuously, and Mayura smiled and giggled, "Spica-sama really loves to eat."

She nodded, the food of Midgard was too scrumptious to pass up, and moved on to the sandwiches, taking it in with only three huge bites, ignoring the bits of food stuck to the sides of her mouth again, not caring what others thought of her.

Mayura plopped a piece of pancake in to her mouth, looking thoughtful. When she chewed and swallowed, she started speaking again, "There are a lot of good places around here."

Spica stopped eating and stared at at the mortal, no difference in her expression but her eyes appeared to be sparkling at those magical words. She pulled out a sign: 'Great! Let's hit all the places!'

She sweatdropped, nodding hesitantly, a nervous smile plastered on her face, and wondered if her allowance could cover the food binge. She was lucky that, after the school festival fiasco and all the damages repaired, she made a small profit from it and hadn't had the opportunity to spend her money yet. Being a good hostess to her guest was in her blood, but Mayura didn't mind it at all, and this would allow her to spend some time with the giantess.

Though she sometimes wonder if she wasn't babysitting a child instead, seeing that Spica had gotten tomato soup all over her mouth. She sweatdropped and reached over to the purple-haired woman with a napkin and gently wiped her mouth clean, giggling, "Let's keep the food in your mouth and off your clothes."

Spica nodded appreciatively and resumed eating.

Finally, after a certain someone (Yamino) insisted that they had a proper breakfast before running about town and another certain someone (Fenrir) totally agreed because food was involved, Loki and his kids were on the streets, searching for Mayura and Spica. Even though Fenrir had picked up on their scents, Loki already had the convenient trail of the white thread at his fingertips, so they followed their father instead, who had the clearer path.

And what were the odds that this particular street they were heading down had the one road lined with street food vendors!

They all flatly thought of Spica and her appetite as they passed by a takoyaki vendor, then an onigiri vendor, followed by a crepe vendor and a roast sweet potato vendor, and Fenrir just had to state the obvious, 'Ah! They really came through here!'

He drooled, wagging his tail happily, at the sight of the food, and walking along side his father through the crowds of customers mixed in with the street food vendors, he sniffed the air, the lovely aroma of food brought tears to his eyes, as he barked, 'Mom and daddy's girlfriend hit every single one of them!'

Loki sweatdropped while streams of tears were pouring from Yamino and Hel-chan's eyes, weeping for the heavy dent in Mayura's monetary assets, "Mayura-san, bless your heart."

Since they were in a hurry and way far behind the two females, they had no time for food breaks. Loki pushed forward, followed by Yamino, and Hel-chan had to scoop up a lingering Fenrir in to her arms and run after the others, so the poor puppy could only watch on sadly as the distance between him and morsel of edible treasures flashed by until he could no longer see them.

Only the mouth-watering aroma left a lingering memory and emptiness in Fenrir's stomach and heart.

"Eh! Narugami-kun is working here?!"

Mayura was surprised to see the god of thunder at a different venue of job, recalling the last time he was at the ramen restaurant? Or was it the udon stall? Or maybe it was the crepe shop?

She shook her head of the confusion and sat down at one end of the counter of the open eatery, with Spica next to her, the length of the hot plate stretched to the other side of the bar, and behind it stood Narugami in all his glory as a okonomiyaki chef for the day. He shrugged to Mayura's comment, but his eyes focused on the new face, and he pointed the spatula rudely at Spica, who was busy reading the menu, "Angrboda!"

Without missing a beat, Spica shoved her wooden sign in to Narugami's face: 'Call me Spica!'

"Uh, Spica... what are you doing here?!"

Spica's sign: 'For lunch.'

Mayura, sweatdropping, laughed, "Well Spica-sama will be eating lunch. I'm still full from our snacking." Her stomach would probably be full for the rest of the day and in to the next day, if that was possible, so she only ordered a glass of juice.

"So Narugami-kun," she started, "What happened to your other part-time jobs?"

Throwing some batter on to the hot plate and sprinkling it with some toppings, he shrugged, "They didn't work out."

"You were fired," Mayura deadpanned.

He sweatdropped and looked over to Spica, in hopes of diverting the subject off him, "So... does Loki know you about you being here? On Midgard, I mean."

Spica looked up at him briefly and glanced over to Mayura with a sigh before returning to the menu again, and Mayura laughed at the confusion on Narugami's face and explained, having had permission from the giantess to do the talking, "Loki-kun knows. Spica-sama came to see them, but today, we're having a girls' day out to take in the sights... err, and food. Heheh."

He shook his head with disbelief, "It's just so weird... to see Loki's ex and girlfriend together."

Mayura sweatdropped, because Loki may have expressed his feelings to her and they have spent more time together but he didn't technically asked her to be his... girlfriend? A god's girlfriend?

That sounded just as strange as thinking it, and she must have made a weird expression because Narugami apologized, "I didn't mean anything by it, but you two get along pretty well."

Spica, ignoring his comments, showed the menu to him and pointed to everything on it, earning many tiny sweatdrops from Narugami and Mayura, and the latter was still in awe by the giantess' endless appetite.

The rookie chef set the menu aside and grinned, prepared to whip up some badass, savory pancakes, "I'll make you the best the okonomiyaki there is! It'll leave you so full, you won't ask for another!"

Mayura laughed, hoping it would be true because she wasn't sure how much more her purse could take from their outing, and watched Narugami show off with his cooking skills, piling a bunch of random toppings on to the large batter. The smaller okonomiyaki cooked faster and he gathered those on to a plate to temporarily satiate the forever famished Spica till his masterpiece was complete.

"I'm not so sure about that," the girl grinned, "When it comes to food, I think Spica-sama has you and Fenrir beat, hands down."

Being very competitive by nature, Narugami, still diligently cooking, spared her a pointed, offended look, "Pfft, we don't know that until we have a proper contest!"

She laughed, "Aha, it's very clear who the winner is without having a contest!"

Spica, enjoying the small appetizers in front of her, found herself with a small grin, as she listened to the friends bicker back and forth.

Thirty minutes later, Loki and family had stopped by the okonomiyaki counter, not too surprised to find Narugami working there, and neither was the god of thunder surprised to see the four of them all flustered and restless. He flipped a pancake into the air, letting the other side land back on the hot plate for further cooking, and grinned in his friend's direction.

"You guys just missed them."

The blonde god restrained himself from slapping his forehead, while his kids growned tiresomely. He was off again without another word, Yamino following him obediently, which left Hel-chan and Fenrir to speak with Narugami, inquiring the atmosphere between the two young women.

Narugami appeared thoughtful and laughed, "Are you guys worried your real mother might not get along with your new one?"

The siblings sweatdropped and then excused themselves before the god could even tell them they had nothing to worry about. He just shrugged and returned to his job, laughing happily that he was a bachelor, not having to worry about crazy females throwing themselves at him. (We shall see about that, Narugami-kun.)

With Spica beside her, Mayura entered the ice cream parlor, waving the coupon from the other day in her hand. She was sure Loki wouldn't mind too much that she used it on Spica - in a way, it would be like a nice gift from the both of them. They stopped in their trek and stared ahead to the three familiar customers in front of them.

"I didn't want to come here!" Heimdall shouted, frowning and throwing a tantrum like the brat that he was, at a chipper Freyr clutching on to some free ice cream coupons, while Freya, on the other side of her brother, was all sulky and annoyed.

"Me neither!" the goddess huffed out.

"Freyr wants to treat Freyr's sister and Freyr's best friend to ice cream!" the god pulled his two companion in to a hug, nearly choking the life out of them."

"Nii-sama! I'm not a child!"

"I may look like a child, but I hate ice cream!"

"No way!" Mayura cried at Heimdall's declaration, and all eyes turned to her - from dark annoyance to pure adoration - but she was focused on the smallest of the immortals, crimson eyes sparkling with great will power, "Kazumi-kun! Ice cream is the heart of child's true joy!"

She ignored his 'but I'm really a god' comment, "It cools you on a hot summer's day, and strengthens your friendship! It is the peace that makes the world go round!"

"Freyr's Yamato Nadeshiko!"

Said god, deeply moved by Mayura's speech, stretched his loving arms towards the mortal, only to be greeted by a wooden sign to his face from an apathetic Spica, who then took the girl's hand and dragged her away from the trio to the front of the line to see all the ice cream flavors.

Heimdall was very surprised to see Angrboda, but Freya was just the opposite, burning with rage that Loki's ex dared to make an appearance on Midgard. She already had enough problems with Mayura in the picture and now with the giantess here, she had to put in more work to get Loki alone, all for herself. And how in the world were those two - one mortal and one giant - getting along so well, when they should be fighting over Loki.

Mayura looked at the coupon in her hand, "It says here that you can choose up to three flavors and two topppings." She returned to the variety of selection and asked her companion, "Which would you like, Spica-sama?"

The giantess stared at the many flavors, in deep thought, not able to come up with her choices, and Mayura could sense the trouble from her and smiled, "Just pick the first three you see. We can come back again to try more."

Spica blinked and held up her sign: 'Really?'

She nodded, smiling, laughter twinkling in her eyes, "Of course! We'll try all the flavors!"

"Angrboda!" Freya called, from behind them, "Did you come to take Loki back?!"

Spica's sign: 'It's Spica! And do you see Loki with us?'

The blonde goddess sweatdropped, point clearly taken, and it was her brother's turn to interrupt them, "Yamato Nadeshiko! Why are you here with that villainous trickster Loki's woman?!"

He reached his hands out to take Mayura's, but once again, his face was greeted by Spica's sign: 'For ice cream!'

And this all happened in the middle of the ice cream parlor, with many onlookers who found the display very entertaining to go with their ice cream treats. To add to all of it, the doors dramatically flew open, and Loki appeared in all his brilliant glory, with Hel-chan and Yamino on either side of him and Fenrir in front of him, barking proudly at the climatic entrance.

It only took seconds for Loki to home in on his mortal's form among the customers, "Mayura!"

"Loki!" Freya chirped and bounced happily in his direction. She opened her arms for a hug, but Loki had already moved towards Mayura and Spica, leaving her to embrace the cold air.

"Mayura, are you all right?" he was by her side within seconds, checking her from top to bottom, before turning to Spica with a questioning look. His mouth opened to say something to her, but Mayura had cut in excitedly.

"Of course! I was with Spica-sama all day!" she smiled, and it grew even brighter when Hel-chan, Fenrir and Yamino joined them, "We had a lot of fun together! But I'm so glad you guys could join us now.

"Let's have ice cream together!"

She added as an afterthought, holding the coupon sheepishly up to the blonde god, "Loki-kun, I hope you don't mind if I use this on Spica-sama." She then turned to female companion and smiled.

Loki and his children stared at the two young women - one giantess that brought three lives in to the world and one mortal that became the world in their lives - baffled at the friendship that had blossomed, practically within twenty-four hours. Even more amazing was the tiny hint of a grin on Spica's face in response to Mayura, emotions never before witnessed even when she was gobbling up her favorite food, and as relieved as they were with the outcome, they were still floored by the sight.

Heimdall, with arms crossed, sighed, "Idiots."

"Hello? Is anyone home?" Hodur called out to the empty agency, and all this time, the poor god had been forgotten.

The great Mount Fuji area was a home to many gorgeous and spectacular onsen, but this particular hot spring would not be the location of the start of a new adventure, because Mayura and the gods - with the exception of Loki - couldn't afford to visit this place for a few day. This luxurious place was currently catering three certain goddesses of Asgard, who held domain over the timeline of the Nine Worlds, but in actuality, they just held important positions in the Goddess' Relief Office.

Urd, leaning back against the ledge, sipping a cup of sake - finally making her appearance again (after so many chapters) - was the chief director of the Office, in charge of the overall operations and handling of public relations issues.

Verdandi, leaning over the side to read a book, was the senior chief of the Wish Division, overseeing all of the mortal wish contracts and delegating the less important ones to her staff while she dealt with the more crucial cases.

Then the youngest of the Norn sisters, Skuld, after immersing herself in to the hot water, rose to the surface again for air, assisted Urd with various tasks but was also a part-time journalist for Asgard Daily newspaper - if she could really be called that because her job was mainly writing up 'stuff' for the horoscope section, that Odin was such a fan of.

"Urd-nee-san," Skuld whined, "what should we do about Ragnarok?"

"Would you relax first," the eldest sister sighed, "I didn't come all this way to Midgard to start talking about work."

"..."

* Jojo's Coffee House is based off a real place, Jonathan's Coffee and Restaurant in Japan. Google their site, because the food looks delicious, and I used their menu, lol!

Notes: Holy crap, this chapter got super long, rofl! I had fun writing Mayura & Spica's food adventure, so sorry for the lack of MayuLoki in this chapter! I didn't want to go in too much stuff with Loki & Angrboda's history either - let's just say they're on friendly terms - and I've always imagine that Mayura and Spica would get along well, with or without Loki's involvement.

Poor Hodur, I always forget about him. *sweatdrops* I also wanted to show a bit of the other gods too.

Anyway, this is a good break from the series for me. I've dedicated like six weeks to this, lol, I'm sure people are upset with the lack of updates of other stories and series. There's actually one special chapter after this. It'll be summer intermission that I've been wanting to write ever since I started season two! *squeals excitedly* Anyway let me know what you think about this chapter, especially how I portrayed this version of Spica.

Oh my god! I just realized this story has over 100 reviews now! Lol! Thank you so much~! And this is the most I've written for any of my stories! That just shows you how much I adore MayuLoki! *hugs them to death* Heheh. -kuro.