Note : When I write this, it's so bad that I checked it many times so that it can get good. It's still bad, but at least I got satisfied - Hoff.

Note 2 : I shouldn't force myself to a slave labour.

Note 3 : Still bad English, bear with it.

Note 4 : Might be Out of Character. Wait, it already is.

Note 5 : I don't want to use Beta reader features, I'm like zaimokuzangs - lamo.

Flower of the end

終わりの花

Chapter two

-Lunch-

"Is it true that people from Osaka crossed the road even when the light turns red?" Asked one of the students.

Ayumu tilted her head as if thinking about something "eh, I don't really know, maybe" she replied. "I don't like to go outside very often" she continued.

"You don't certainly look like an Osakan, I'd imagine a more rowdy person" Megane added. Ayumu just smiled at that "It doesn't mean that all Osakan is rowdy" She says while smiling.

And thus comes Takino "IMPOSTER!!" She screamed while pointing at Ayumu.

"imposter? I'm an imposter?"

"You said I'm an imposter, but..." She continued.

"Alright, just show us your lunch boxes" Takino said while pointing a finger at her. "An Osakan's lunch must be a takoyaki", "Eh?, but... Just because I'm from Osaka doesn't mean..." Ayumu talked back.

Suddenly, Takino gave Ayumu the 'What?' look.

Ayumu, still confused. Just does what Yomi did, she puffed her hands at Takino's chest, "Eat this" She said, with a worried look on her face.

Takino, now happy, gives her double thumbs up while screaming "GOOD!!" happily.

Stereotypes are reasons that shows humanity is stupid.

I think Takino has an inferiority complex, it may sound ridiculous, but she acts just like one. Rowdy, loud, and obnoxious.

And here I am still not eating my lunch, observing them from afar. There's still thirty minutes left, I should hurry.

If I'm fast enou-

"Hachiman!" Before I got out, someone called me, turning back, I see Ayumu waving her hands at me, and then I looked at Takino, I sighed and walked up to her.

"What's up Ayumu"

Before she could reply, she was interrupted again by the troublesome individual "Yo! Chiba-chan!" Takino called. I fucking hate that nickname.

"Yo" I answered half-assed

"Oh" she looked back at Ayumu, then at me, then Ayumu again, and then me. She grinned and started to giggle, I feel déjà vu for some reason.

She leaned closer to my ears and whispered "Childhood friends?" ugh, your breath smells. Wash your teeth girl.

I groaned "What's up with it?"

"Well, good luck!"

"And?"

"GOOD LUCK!"

She gives me a thumbs up then goes back to Yomi. I sighed again, looking at Ayumu, it seems that she really wants me to eat with her.

Setting up my chair next to her, I put my lunch on the table. I could feel a teasing grin from Takino, feeling annoyed I glared at her, but she didn't flinch, she just stands there watching and it's pissing me off.

"Itadakimasu" I said before downing the food whole.

"So, ya movin' here?" Ayumu asked, "Yeah" I replied then got back into eating.

She tilted her head, curiously "why?" She asked a second time, "I got into an accident, also what school do you got before you transferred here Ayumu?" I asked back.

She puts her hand onto her chin "Uh... Im thinkin' it's nawt better to talk about dat." Oh, poor her.

Without noticing it I patted her head, Realising what i did, i pulled back my hand.

"Sorry, Ayumu?"

I looked back at her only to see a red face, almost looking like a tomato.

I could hear Takino excitedly screaming "Kya!" Like it was some sort of scene in a romantic movie.

"Shut the hell up!" Megane said to Takino.

"You having any trouble understanding English Ayumu?" I asked.

She then shakes her head "Nah, i understand a wittle"

"Good" I patted her head again without knowing, what the heck is up with me.

Earlier I can see that she still can't focus, muttering the word, 'keep up, keep up, keep up' though she couldn't keep up.

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After school ends, we both walked together again.

Like in Chiba, our house was Infront of each others. Hers was a traditional one, and Mine a hibrid of western styled concrete house. I think God of Romantic Comedy is messing up with me.

"Without realising it, my nickname is now Osaka, fueeh desu~" she said, looking tired with Takino's antics.

Don't worry, I'm not going to call you that. I was called worse than you.

She has her eyebrows raised "Eh, really Hachiman?"

Yeah, Ayumu.

"O... Okay" she blushed, face red like a tomato again.

Oh, wait I said that out loud, didn't I?

"No" she denied it.

Ah you read my mind again, please stop it. You always read my mind, it's like you read me like a book.

"Alright, sorry Hachiman" She walked past me and offered me a hug, I comply and hugged her as well.

This is how we comfort each other when we were little, lucky that there's no one around.

We stayed like that for around thirty seconds before being interrupted by a giggle again. I take back my words, there actually is someone around.

This time, Komachi, stood by the gates of my house, grinning.

We let go of each others grasp before moving on like normal, Komachi comes up to greet us. "Oni-chan Onee-san, Yahallo" she says waving her hand. What is that weird phrase? Is that an alien language?

"Yo" "Yahallo" both of us replied at the same time.

Even though Komachi is younger than her, she still look so short, genetics are one heck of a thing.

"So, what happened in school?" Komachi asked.

"Nothing" I said

"Would you mind telling me what happened?" She persistently asked.

"No"

She then turned to good ol' Ayumu, with her puppy eyes, she made Ayumu tell her about what happened in school. "So, you both got the same class again?" She then turned to me with her typical grin.

"You know this is divine intervention, right Oni-chan?". Divine intervention my ass, if there was a God the world wouldn't be such a hell.

Before I could reply however, Komachi put her finger on my lips,"Nein nein nein [1]" she said, turning back to Ayumu, Komachi invited her to our house, she accepted. I sighed.

And here I am again, in the corner of the table and eating curry, while both girls talking passionately. Komachi talks about topics which I didn't care enough to remember, and Ayumu listened carefully, only replying if necessary.

Now that I think about it, her grades are absolute bonkers. I should study with her sometimes.

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Chapter two ends

Note : Hardest part is making their dialogue, their characteristics and how they talk. Thinking about how they talk hurts my head - lamo.

Note 2 : School depression hits.

Note 3 : He refers Yomi as Megane.

Note 4 : I think the dialogue in this chapter only revolves around loops of characters asking each other.

[1] German word for "no"