SEEING YOU FOR THE FIRST TIME
Chapter 2A: Getting to know you for the First Time
Disclaimer: Nurarihyon no Mago characters are not mine. Also, the last name of Wakana is just a fictional name that was added for the purpose of the story. There are also some original characters created for the purpose of the story.
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Wakana took out a small white towel to wipe out some sweat on her forehead. It has been relatively a week since the ordeal that happened in her Aunt and Uncle's home. As of the moment, she transferred to her new home in the middle of the city. This time, she chose a place that would be in the busy district of Tokyo, a few blocks away from the train, which she can take going to school. Right now, she lived in one of the few condominium units that her family owned.
It's not as if their family was well off. In the first place, she does not have any memories of her parents. As far as she knows, the family lawyer was very detailed in mentioning the family assets when she was seven. When she was ten, she moved in this unit with a nanny.
Though, of course, obviously the nanny freaked out after finding out about her ability to see invisible things. She was left alone again. Since then, there was no one, until the day her Uncle Minamoto and Aunt Karin took her in.
Cough, cough… Wakana cleared her throat as she carried the box from the kitchen to the storage room. She placed it down, dusting her hands and shook her head, appearing very tired.
"Geez, what happened to this place anyway…" Wakana commented as she started wiping the kitchen sink. This was actually the last place for the cleaning. "So dirty… well, what to expect, the place was vacant for years."
It was obviously unoccupied for a very long time, which is why during the weekend she decided to clean up the place a little bit. In fact, she has been cleaning since she woke up at 5AM in the morning. Hours and hours of cleaning, mopping, wiping, washing, and so on and so forth have passed. She could feel her bones cracking as she walked towards the living room area to check the grandfather clock. She looked up to check on the time.
Right now, its almost noon.
Looking around the place, you can perhaps say, it's pretty bare. It barely had any furniture. The dining room had a table and a couple of chairs. The living room had a white sofa. The bedroom obviously had a bed with some mattresses and the kitchen had the basic necessities. Though the place had natural accents such as paintings on the wall, nice wallpapers, working appliances such as a refrigerator, air condition unit, microwave, rice cooker, and so on and so forth, it still lacked the homey feeling.
Definitely it was a far cry from the home that she was in for the past two years, that home with Aunt Karin and Uncle Minamoto. But as of the moment, she had no choice. With the previous incident, she was forced to move out. Although most of her things are still there, she decided to simply leave them since all she needed were her uniform and food.
Right now, this place is pretty acceptable. It is a decent living space, around 150 square meters, not bad for a single dweller. She looked around, making a mental note to herself of the things that she should buy.
"It's livable. But I do have to do some shopping." Wakana sighed, resigning herself to a lot of work. "No food in cupboard…nor at the fridge…"
Getting a little tired from cleaning, she went to the bedroom to get a white towel and proceed to the shower. She needed to get herself a little clean before she heads to the mall. While in the shower, she started reminiscing about what happened when they arrived at her former home.
Heading back to her home after her visit to the Nura household, she found the house unscathed as if nothing happened. She looked around the place, trying to look for a mark or any evidence of a battle that occurred, there was nothing. She ran up to her bedroom, nervous if she would see dead rotting bodies, but unfortunately, not of course to her dismay but to a certain extent to her surprise, there was none to be found.
Her room was a clean as it should be. It had the same furniture, the same blankets, the same comforter, the same order her books were arranged, there was no blood stains in the carpet. There was no lingering scent of death or decaying corpses. It was as clean as hotel room, if not cleaner than before.
"What the…," She started to recall the events that happened. This is seemingly surreal. The series of events were very dirty. This is something that's very far from it. She walked back and forth trying to visualize what she saw after she was floored by her aunt.
Surely around this side, it was where she saw the severed hand. Around this side, was the decapitated form of that bird-like demon, the tengu. On this side was the mutilated figure of her Uncle Minamoto.
But what is this?
There was none.
There's no mark.
There's no stain.
Nothing.
It was even as if nothing existed in the first place.
Did they enter the wrong house?
How could that be possible?
Rihan was surprised himself, but he was very skilled in the way he hid it. The house was in one piece. He deliberated within himself if this might be some form of magic or divination spell, but nothing comes to mind. Nonetheless, he considered the place unsafe. A previously contained battleground is nothing more than a field of nicely put flowers, of course in a figurative sense. Obviously, something is fishy about this place.
Right below, Kubinashi, his right hand man who stubbornly wanted to join the two of them looked around the place. He opened doors checking if there are hidden enemies or perhaps spy cameras or something of the sort, but nothing was there. The entire house reeks normal. He went up the stairs and proceeded to stand beside Rihan looking at him with a questioning gaze.
"Are you sure that something similar to a battle happened in this house? Nothing seems amiss?" Kubinashi remarked. Everything looked spic and span.
"That's obviously what's wrong." Rihan muttered. "I can't be hallucinating that I killed three demons that night."
That's relatively impossible really.
He could feel it in his hands.
Having slain a lot of demons, he couldn't easily forget these things.
"I'm not saying that. All I'm saying is that this does not look right." Kubinashi's eyes scanned the area once again. "It's too organized."
Rihan noted the same thing. For a place that was almost destroyed, this house seemed flawless. He gazed at the woman he accompanied. She was just standing there at awe with what happened. Honestly, he has been very confused with her reactions. On the way here, she was very restless. She looked worried about her aunt and uncle and at the same time, she maintained that flawless smile as she answered some of the questions Kubinashi threw at her.
When they arrived, he felt that she suddenly got stiff and nervous. But again, she smiled as if nothing was bothering her. She proceeded to bravely open the gate and proceed inside, of course, forgetting to invite them in as well—a very expected reaction. But nonetheless, they invited themselves in the house—another expected reaction.
And then this was the next expression. Though she seemed surprised, she didn't really show it to them. She now sat on her bed, taking in the view of her room, and silently questioning herself about the credibility of her experience during that night.
Was I hallucinating?
Was everything that happened a mere figment of my imagination.
What was I thinking?
Is that real?
What is real?
Are my memories failing me?
Questions flooded her thoughts regarding the incident. It was something that she now started to doubt. How come there are things that seemed a little off in the room but at the same time it looked like nothing happened? She placed a head on her head as she felt a growing migraine.
She leaned on her bed's frame, tired beyond belief. This time not physically but emotionally and mentally. She closed her eyes slightly trying to recover when Rihan placed a hand on her shoulder. She looked up to him slightly. Although he was not specifically looking at her, his grip on her shoulder tightened.
"Move out of this place." Rihan muttered, actually, she thought he ordered.
"I agree Wakana-sama. This place doesn't feel right." Kubinashi added, while looking at the form of Kejoro standing beside him.
"I looked at the ground floor, nothing's amiss. Rihan-sama, are you sure there was a battle here. The place looks pristine." Kejoro commented.
"100 percent." Rihan answered. "I can still vividly see it."
They looked around checking the bedroom area once again, Wakana looked up to the three guests, who all went in the room to look around. Rihan sat near the window taking a gaze of the view.
Pretty nice view of the park. Rihan commented.
From her area here, she could clearly see the park and the rest of the city. "You really should move out."
Rihan repeated his instruction. Something in his gut is telling him that she should move to another location. Being haunted by demons like that is something that won't make him feel that she's safe. It's not to say that he is specifically worried about her, perhaps he was just slightly concerned. At the same time, there have been several instances wherein his acquaintances or object of 'concern' have been subjected to such kind of treatment by foreign demons, unassociated with the Nura clan. He thought somehow if his association towards her has an effect.
"Do you have another place to go?" Kejoro asked Wakana. She sat beside her. "If you don't you can stay in the Nura household."
Rihan almost coughed out blood when he heard Kejoro claim such a very assumptive proposal. For one, she didn't own that house, how can she offer it to a total stranger. Although she's no stranger, she's still not part of blood lineage. And the excuses came flooding to his brain.
"That's right Wakana-sama." Kubinashi added, although not looking at Wakana. He stared at Rihan instead. "I'm sure Rihan-sama would like the additional company."
Kejoro smirked. She already knew where this conversation will take them. It was indeed very amusing that after 300 or so years, their commander 'bought' a woman home.
Wakana spoke, disrupting their plan. "Thanks for the offer, but I do have another place to go to. It's not very far from here, though a little bit inconvenient when going to school in the morning."
Eeeeehhhhh…. Kubinashi and Kejoro thought to themselves. Shucks!
Rihan nodded. "Okay then, you should move out as soon as you can. This place is not going to be safe for anyone."
Wakana stepped out of the house wearing a blue lace dress paired with a pair of white wedge heels with ribbon straps. Her hair was tied to the side with a flower ponytail. She placed her light brown shoulder bag on her shoulder and walked towards the grocery store.
"Wakana-chan!"
She looked to the direction where she heard her name. She saw Amina, Kimiko, Sousuke, and two other friends coming from the restaurant near the store. She waved her hand towards them along with a bright smile. Amina wore a pair of shorts topped with a sheer white top with a black inner tube top. She paired it with baby doll shoes. Kimiko wore a princess pink lace dress with a pair of beige Mary jane shoes. She accessorized it with a pink sleek headband. Sousuke was plain and simple. He's wearing a white short-sleeved shirt and dark blue denim pants.
"Hi everyone!" Wakana greeted. "Sorry I haven't been able to go to school for the past days."
Amina nodded. "Uhuh, we were really worried about you. When the teacher mentioned that you submitted a letter for leave of absence, we didn't know what to think of it."
"Some of our classmates were pretty persistent in asking about what happened to you." Kimiko followed. "We barely have any idea."
"What happened to you anyway?!" Amina placed her hand on her hips, pouting as she looked at Wakana. "Tell us the truth, we're friends."
Wakana smiled sheepishly. She didn't really know what to say. When she moved to that school, she decided to keep it from her friends that she could see demons. A variety of experiences of transferring to several schools after being shunned by majority of the students, getting dropped by her home tutors since they thought she was crazy, and basically living a single lonely life, she was pretty hesitant in telling them the following…
Well you see guys, my uncle and aunt were killed by demons.
I was saved by a rather rude demon named Rihan Nura.
I saw a couple of other demons, one looked pretty normal except for her gigantic chest and Rapunzel-like hair and the other one lost his neck somewhere out there.
Floating heads
Eyes out of their sockets
Stinky natto
Yes, pretty much that was it.
"I just moved out. Had to transfer a lot of my things in the new pad." Wakana answered. She smiled while looking at her friends. "Really, I just had to move out."
It earned a few raised brows but nonetheless they accepted. She felt a sigh of relief when they simply accepted her simple reason. She almost thanked the gods that they did not push for more questions.
Suddenly a hand landed on her shoulder scaring her out of her wits. She practically felt all her hair standing on the edge in a mix of surprise and nervousness.
"What the?!" Her reflex was to jump a few steps to the front. Her friends was also surprised but much more amazed at the person that they are seeing right now.
His long sleek black hair was in a low ponytail while covering half of his face, showing only one eye. He's wearing a stripped inner shirt paired with dark jeans and a black leather blazer was the main accessory. One of his hands was in his pocket and the other one was left hanging in the air after Wakana jumped out of it.
Who?! Wakana thought. She could barely make out whom this person is. With her limited network, she tried to dig in her mind and try to remember.
"Heh, for a young girl, you're pretty forgetful." His silky deep voice teased.
Familiar.
Very familiar….
Her eyes widened, realizing the identity of this person is. Her friends looked at them back and forth wondering where the awkward situation was originating. Wakana pointed at him with a shaky finger.
"Oh my gosh, you're…" Wakana nervously said.
"Pointing is very rude." Rihan smirked. The girl ignored his comment.
"What are you doing here?!" She remarked incredulously. It's not everyday a demon would appear anywhere, looking very human, dressed in a very human fashion, and speaking in front of humans.
"Standing." Rihan said as-a-matter-of-factly.
Such an ass… Wakana thought to herself almost saying it out loud.
Rihan looked at her. She looked very…pretty. He almost smiled taking in her choice of clothes. It looked very feminine. It hugged her frame in the right places. The color brightened her eyes even more. But again, he was just being appreciative. It's not like he's interested in her or anything. He was just being appreciative.
"Wakana-chan…" Amina interrupted their thoughts. Wakana and Rihan looked at them.
"How do you know Rihan-sensei?" Kimiko asked while looking at Wakana. Nonetheless, the look on her face was priceless. Really, did she hear that right?
"Se-sensei? Teacher? Professor?" Wakana asked. "Are you sure? Him?!"
Wakana looked at Rihan to her friends and then from her friends to Rihan. She pointed at him and continued.
"What's he teaching, history?"
Touché… Rihan thought. He made a mental note to hit her head somehow someway later on for that or perhaps get even some other way.
"Well, it's actually Biology." Sousuke replied. He was very curious with the interaction between their teacher and their friend. Something was very weird about it.
Wakana gulped. Biology? Oh man….
Rihan wouldn't let this pass. He placed a hand on her shoulder and leaned forward ever so slightly, as if to tease her.
"That's right, Koizumi-san. I'm teaching Biology. As you may have guessed, I'm pretty interested in human body parts…" He felt her twitch, which just encouraged him even more. "Also the flow of human blood…"
" .ha…" Wakana laughed nervously. Well, part of her knew it was probably a joke, but the other part of her, knowing that this guy is basically half demon, gave his statement an ounce of truth.
"Waka-chan, Rihan-sensei is a substitute teacher. He came in last Monday." Kimiko introduced. "He's also currently our homeroom teacher since Okuda-sensei went on a honeymoon."
"Honeymoon? Wow, I didn't even know he got married or something." Wakana nodded.
How did this guy even produce a birth certificate that showed he's barely a few hundred years old?
"Neh, Rihan-sensei, how do you know Wakana-chan?" Kimiko smiled, her eyes brightening. When he came to class as a student teacher, she was ecstatic. Obviously, he has a lot girl fans in class.
Rihan smiled slightly towards the other people in the area. He nodded motioned towards Wakana and placed an arm around her shoulder. Wakana's eyes widened. She looked towards his face, which was approximately around a few inches away hers, she noticed the very annoying smirk and also the naughty light in his eyes.
Oh no…oh no…
No…no…no…
NOOOOOOOOO!
"Well, you see…" Rihan started, slightly teasing the girl in his arms. He was pretty amused with her reaction. Even though he's not really a mind reader, he could already figure out what she was thinking, or rather how much rejection there is in her mind. "She's my…"
"NEIGHBOR!" Wakana shouted, a little too loudly at that. Rihan smirked slightly but nodded all at the same time.
"Oh." The three friends nodded, their expressions slightly different from the other. It was pretty interesting how jealous humans can get sometimes. Sousuke was obviously envious and so was Kimiko. On the other hand, Amina was fairly civil with the declaration. Busy with his thoughts, he did not notice the girl move out of his arm. Wakana grabbed the arm of Rihan, which in turn surprised the half-human.
"Well, we're going now. The VERY nice neighbor volunteered to help me shop for groceries this morning." Wakana waved while dragging the shocked Rihan. "See you around!"
Wakana waved to her friends dragging Rihan inside the grocery store. The rest of her friends stared at their disappearing figure. Amina shook her head.
"Very, very suspicious…"
Inside the store, Wakana let go of him quickly. Rihan stood there beside her, amused by her reactions. She placed her hands on her waist and looked at the much taller man appearing very annoyed with his presence.
"You. What. Are. You. Doing?" She demanded. She looked really annoyed with his presence, but there was this glimmer in her eyes. Was that amusement as well?
"Well, young lady, I just happened to drop by." Rihan answered as if it was second nature. "Can't I go and shop for my own food?"
"Really now…" Wakana really looked like she didn't believe him. "Do you honestly think that I'll believe that?"
"Well, believe it or not, I really did go out of the house…" Leaning on her slightly, whispering the next part, "in human form…" He leaned back. "…to buy some sake."
He smiled towards her. Wakana looked like she was processing the explanation and trying to accept it. Thinking that it would be perhaps useless to argue, she decided to just simply nod and not argue anymore. She went to the steel cart station to get one so she can proceed to her shopping.
"It's pretty useless to argue, so Nura-san, I'll be on my way to shop. I have tons of things to buy." She was cut short when Rihan took the cart from her hand and pushed it for her. "Hey!"
"I'm not busy as of the moment. " Rihan looked back, Wakana following him. "So why don't you keep me company, as thanks for me saving you."
Wakana stopped. That was true. He was her savior. She sighed.
"Don't complain on me if we took a while here."
Rihan laughed. "No problem."
In the Nura household, Kubinashi was looking around the place for the Second heir. He opened the kitchen area to see if he was there.
"Rihan-sama?" Kubinashi inquired seeing Kejoro, Natto, and three other demons fixing dinner.
"Sorry Kubinashi, not here." Kejoro replied.
Kubinashi rushed to the common room. He slid the door open to see Kurotabo sitting in the middle of the room in midst of meditation. The big guy looked at the guest and shook his head as if already knowing his question. The door slid shut as Kubinashi proceeded near the yamabuki garden.
He rushed to the garden passing by the porch area near the pond. He failed to notice the Supreme Commander with Karasu Tengu observing the pond area and talking about something regarding the clan.
"Kubinashi." Nurarihyon muttered. Kubinashi quickly stopped and looked at the direction where his name was called. "What's wrong, you seem troubled?"
"Supreme Commander." Kubinashi made a bow, as much as a bow it might have been. "I have been looking for Rihan-sama. Pardon my asking you, do you happen to know where he is?"
"Rihan-sama?" Karasu Tengu replied. "Well, we saw him go out of the house around a few hours ago."
"Eh?!" Kubinashi reacted, taking a step back. "What time? When? Where did he go? Who was with him? Why didn't he say anything?!"
"Haha, easy there." The Supreme Commander motioned. "He's a grown man, believe me, he probably went someplace to relax."
"Relax?" Kubinashi wondered. Where would that be?
The Supreme Commander smiled. He looked towards the yamabuki flowers. "Kubinashi, it seems that spring has finally come."
Kubinashi was at a loss for words.
Spring?
Rihan and Wakana walked side by side towards the pad that she's now staying in. The taller man help three paper bags full of various necessities, some toiletries, other food, others items to be used in the house. The smaller of the two carried a bag full of frozen meat and some vegetables.
After doing some groceries, Rihan volunteered to help her carry the bags. The shopping experience was pretty interesting and rather fun. They were teasing each other regarding each item that she purchased. Rihan was also curious with the other things that he saw inside the store. There was a certain amount of truth in the statement that she gave out a while ago. It's not everyday that he actually goes out of his way to buy something in the grocery store.
Well to begin with, why was he in human form? Initially, he was pretty worried about this girl. The series of events were very suspicious. He couldn't explain it but he felt a little bothered with the situation and the lack of explanation with regard to the events. So to satisfy his curiosity, he decided to check up on her a little bit. Taking in some investigation, he found out where she now lives and her school. As a result, he formulated his diploma, biological records, and registered himself as a student teacher.
He was really on his way to purchase some sake today, since his old man instructed him to do so. It just so happened that they bumped into each other today. He looked at his companion. Indeed, she's a little different than the others. She's not as girly, neither is she boyish. She's not totally helpless, but she can make herself look very vulnerable. She can also be very firm, but at the same time very understanding.
Yes, he was fascinated.
In fact, he was very fascinated.
Somehow, deep inside, he wanted to get to know her more.
And as usual, justifying within himself that it was just curiosity.
Nothing more, nothing less…
"Um, Nura-san." Wakana started.
"Call me Rihan."
Wakana made a mental note and continued. "How's being able to live for a very long time?"
"Hmmm…" Rihan looked up. He thought carefully and then answered. "Let's just say that once you get past 50 you think that you haven't aged at all. Time just stops after that."
Wakana looked at him. He honestly didn't look any older than 20 or something. His skin is flawless, his eyes sharp, no eye bags, his tall physique seemed very fit and healthy, nothing would be giveaway his actual age of probably a few hundred years.
"If you don't mind, how old are you?" Wakana looked up, really curious regarding his answer.
"I have also gotten past the point of being interested in answering that question." Rihan smirked, he lifted his index finger and pointed at her head. "But for the satisfaction of this curious mind, I'm a little over 300."
"Hmmm…" Wakana placed a hand under her chin. "Wow, that's a lot of years. You might have even been alive during the Bakumatsu or Tokugawa regime. No wonder you looked really comfortable in traditional Japanese clothing."
Rihan nodded.
"I guess if you've worn that for years, it has been a part of the system. But the years were really interesting. I've seen a lot." Rihan motioned his head towards her. "How about you?"
"Me?" Wakana raised a brow. "What about me?"
"Well, you lived with your uncle and aunt right? Where's your parents?" Rihan asked, turning to their right going towards where she lived right now.
Wakana smiled at him. "Parents? I don't have any."
Rihan looked down, half expecting a dejected look from her. But there was none. Her expression was light and there was no sadness at all. There was a tinge of the feeling of longing, but nothing more than that. Wakana continued.
"I barely have any clear memory before 7 years old." She started. "All I remember was that, I was in the care of a family member during that time. They were very nice to me. But, because of my gift, our relationship took a bad turn."
"Gift?" Rihan inquired. "Oh, the seeing thing."
"Yeah, the seeing thing." Wakana nodded. "You know, being able to see these things were not that easy. When I was a kid, I didn't know that I had to hide these things, or at least stop myself from sharing them. Unfortunately, it was a little too late when I realized that."
She pointed at the next turn. They took the turn and she continued.
"I was asked to take homeschool after getting a series or principal calls when I was around eight to nine. It was pretty tough during that time. I couldn't stop myself from sharing that I saw a head popping out the window, or seeing a reflection which was not mine in a mirror." Wakana laughed. "It was scary at first but believe me, the scarier part was when you find out, no one believes you, worse, they think you're crazy."
He simply listened this time, taking in the story.
"When I was homeschooled, I thought I could tell my tutor. I lived in this pad since then. My relatives kind of were freaked out a bit, so they decided to just let me live on my own with a nanny and my home tutor." Wakana motioned towards the building, they entered together. "I can take that, thanks for carrying them."
Rihan shook his head. "It's okay, I'll help you till you reach your pad."
Wakana smiled and continued. "Thanks. Though, I'm pretty much used to doing this on my own. Anyway, when I was ten, my tutors were a bit tough on me. Again, thinking I'm just making excuses to not study, most of them became a little too, let's say harsh. When I reached 11, my tutors could not take it anymore."
"They left too?" Rihan asked, watching her press the button in the elevator.
"Yeah. But that's to be expected." Wakana nodded. "I thought to myself since then, maybe I should keep it to myself. And there it was. I decided that I shouldn't tell anyone about it."
She paused and then appeared to reminisce. "But, amidst all those, I guess the one thing that allowed me to hold on was the fact that there was a friend of mine, one friend, who really sincerely listened to me."
Wakana pulled out the key to her pad and opened the door. She welcomed Rihan to come in. He politely said his greetings and went directly to the kitchen to place the bags of groceries. He scanned the room. It was pretty simple home. Though not fully furnished, it was big and spacious.
"Nice place you have here." Rihan nodded.
"Thank you. This was my home before I moved in to Aunt Karin's place." She began unpacking the groceries. "Tea?"
Rihan nodded in acknowledgement. "You mentioned you had a friend."
A tinge of annoyance was felt inside his chest.
What was that?
Come on now.
Petty.
Wakana smiled.
Again there was that tinge.
Why was she smiling anyway? Rihan thought.
Was that friend…
A guy?
"His name is Sakuya." Wakana continued. Rihan was sure that he felt like he wanted to stop her from telling him anything more, but he thought it would be rude. "He's a friend back in my old school. Although I don't know if he believed me, he pretty much listened every time I felt bad. In fact, he was my only confidante then."
Rihan wanted to change the topic.
"So what do you think of demons now?"
Wakana placed some goods in the cupboard. She glanced slightly at the now standing Rihan. He was standing beside the kitchen countertop as if waiting for her answer. She was probably getting used to him popping anywhere and acting in a very freshly arrogant manner.
"I think demons are…" Wakana paused. "…curious things."
"Curious?" Rihan wondered. He picked up the rest of the goods and placed it in the cupboard. "What do you mean?"
"Like that. Everything for them is a new mystery and well, for me, everything about them, is also a mystery." Wakana opened the fridge. It was pretty surprising as to how casual they have become to each other. Perhaps, she just felt comfortable sharing since he's half-demon, half-human.
"Hmm…" Rihan crossed his arms and leaned on the kitchen countertop.
Wakana took in a glance of her companion. This time, instead of annoyance, she felt a little fascinated with him. He looked very human. He appeared to be someone who understood being human and being a demon. She wondered how he felt growing up in that kind of disposition, but she was in no way to ask. She turned off the stove when it made a boiling noise and poured the water in the teapot.
"How about you, what do you think of humans?"
Rihan looked back at her. Their eyes locking for a while. Somehow, he was pulled towards her. He was now standing on the other side of the table, perhaps, there was only about a meter or two that separates the two of them.
"Humans…I think they're…" Rihan smiled at her. "Curious beings."
Wakana laughed softly. "No originality." She handed him the cup of tea.
"Thanks." He took a sip and then looked back at her. "Hey…."
"Hmmm?" Wakana raised her brow.
When she looked up, he looked entirely different. The setting sun behind him gave him a more mysterious aura. His hair raised up from a low ponytail to spiky anti-gravity hair. He looked like someone who came out of a rock band. What was also magical, his clothes are also different. He's now wearing his usual striped kimono.
He glided towards her. She took a step back as a reflex. She leaned on the table hooking her hands on both sides to support her. Rihan placed both of his arms opposite her body. His face a few inches away from hers, their breath almost reaching each other. He said smoothly.
"Wanna come with me?"
To be continued.
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