After a major cataclysmic event, people were trapped in the Tokyo metropolitan area.

The siege of the city for 7 days is known as

Tokyo Lockdown

The people inside tell of the presence of demons that should not exist in the world.

The demons were driven out by a group of people who possessed the power to control demons.

When the tragedy ends with the evil of the demons. They all returned to their own lives as they used to. But the friendship that was formed still connects everyone. People with a relationship that nothing can replace.

Everyone except for the Shomonkai medium girl. Who lost his father in the fierce war between humans and demons. Her life plummeted to the lowest point.

One year has passed Since the day she disappeared from their lives

Fate has brought the chosen boy to meet her again. In return for saving the world once. Will she herself be freed from the depths of suffering this time?

Kuzuryu Amane

Age: 17 years (1 year after the game ended)

female

History: Female medium of the Shomonkai sect. participated in the final battle with

King's Gate

Babel lost his father while trapped inside.

Tokyo Lockdown

After that, no one saw her again.

Akikaze Seika [Game's self-named protagonist]

Age: 18 years (1 year after game ends)

Gender : Male

record :

King of Bel

The winner of the battle for the title of Demon King. But chose to expel demons from the human world. Then he would go back to his normal high school life as usual. Sometimes he would think about the missing girl from the medium. What her life would be like from the day I last saw her.

Jingle~

The bell rang for a long time before it calmed down. Today's teaching has ended.

Kuzuryu Amane picked up his bag and stood up from his desk like the other students. preparing to go home

She looked around and saw other people leaving the room in groups, some in pairs, and some alone. Each person may go home with a friend. Or going to do club activities

Amane has neither friends nor clubs. Because she doesn't talk much and doesn't have the same interests as other kids her age makes her difficult to socialize with.

“Hey, I heard that the exchange student with our school is coming from Tokyo tomorrow.”

The chatter of a group of girls reached Amane's ears.

“I feel like it's going to be my third year. Also a man What will it look like~”

The giggles between fellow female students could be heard around Amane almost every day. But she felt like it was a very distant voice. No matter what, she had never been interested in what the girls talked about. This was all because of a terrible event that happened to her a year ago.

She was taught by her father to be emotionless and to practice spiritual power. All in order to make her a medium of the Shomon Kai sect. But now she doesn't have any Shomonkai left. There was no father or acquaintance left.

Her luck was not bad until the end. Her father's older sister agreed to support her until she finished school. But it's only according to the law. Didn't give love or affection So she came to attend a high school far from the city. So far from the parents' house that they had to rent a room. Voluntary on both sides Don't want to stay and don't want to stay.

Amane leaves school and enters the outskirts of the city. You can see from the road where the concrete pour ends. She walked along a dirt road flanked by rice fields and forests, befitting a remote countryside. This road was the only road that would lead her to her resting place.

The dormitory she lived in was not far from the school. It's an old dormitory. Cheap price with only a few people staying in the room. And there is a bathroom that must be shared.

But the atmosphere is quiet and free from noise. especially at night It's what she likes.

“Are you back, Kuzuryu-kun?” The bald, elderly man looked away from the broom in his hand and raised his head to greet Amane in the manner of a dormitory owner and tenant.

“Yes,” she answered with an emotionless voice and expression. before walking up the stairs to the second floor to her room

The room door closed. Amane walked over to the wooden writing desk next to the window. It's where she does her homework and other tasks. Every time she came back from school

But today, she didn't even have the strength to pick it up and do it.

'So tired...' She mused as she slumped on the table.

Sometimes Amane would feel as empty as she did now. It was the moment when her outer shell of indifference towards the world shattered. Revealing the fragile inner self

'What are we living for...'

Sometimes Amane questions her reason for living. Even though she was able to shake off this thought and move on with her life every time. But she gradually Bit by bit it was eaten away.

He said that in times like these friends are essential. What will save us from grief? But Amane doesn't have it. She must face her harsh life alone.

Pictures from the past come back Life as a Shomonkai medium Meeting with Archangel Remiel God's test and...

A group of people who walked through humanity's trials with her. Thinking about it, that might be the person closest to the word 'friend' for her.

A young boy with short dark blue hair and sharp and cold eyes, who won the 'War of Bell' and gained power over all demons. But chose to drive out all the demons.

'Why... at a time like this? We can get there...'

Before she could think of anything The door to her room opened. Amane turned around to see the dorm owner standing at the front of the room.

“Kuzuryu-kun, I forgot to tell you. This evening, the next room She will have someone move in. If you want to get to know me, it's five o'clock.”

“...I understand...” Amane tried to keep her expression and tone as normal as possible as she answered casually.

The owner of the dormitory closed the door as before. And the emotionless mask she had forced to create shattered once again.

Going out and getting to know new people It might be the solution to her suffering. But right now she's too tired to do anything.

Another day has passed. For Amane It's been a lonely night—every night is a lonely night. There were times when she wondered which would end first. This loneliness or your life

The next morning was still the same as the morning before. Amane woke up almost with the sun. Her first routine every morning is to meditate and focus her mind and spirit. Even though it's no longer necessary. But doing this helped her to calm down. and was able to endure her grueling life that day

After about an hour had passed. She would go into a small room. The inside has all the kitchen equipment to prepare yourself breakfast and packed lunches. Even though I didn't have any knowledge in this area at first. But the past year has made her learn to live alone. It was the only advantage of her current life.

Breakfast and other meals Her life was always quiet. Which is not much different from when she was a medium.

After the morning routine is complete Amane then got dressed and picked up her bag for school. Mornings in the countryside provide a refreshingness that cannot be found in the city. People who wake up late have no way of experiencing this atmosphere.

The journey to school was smooth and quiet amidst the sound of the wind blowing through the branches and the birds chirping.

You walk down a lonely road, all alone Because it is the time when other people Even though he wasn't still in bed, he went to work before the sun rose.

The school she was in was a medium-sized school with only high school. School buildings are not high-rise like in big cities. But the shady atmosphere resulting from being surrounded by forest makes Amane comfortable for the eyes and ears.

When she entered the school You will find a large square that is almost empty. There were only a handful of students before her, like a wasteland. Sometimes Amane couldn't help but marvel at how the place would turn into a bustling plaza after a few hours.

But today's surprise for her was in the eyes of the people in the school who were focused on a single point.

In front of the school building stood a young man. He turned and looked around. The subject was in no hurry, as if surveying the scenery around him. The reason he is so prominent is the uniform he wears. Even though she wore a white short-sleeved shirt like her school's. But her school pants were a dull green. His is khaki.

Amane felt that there was something inside the boy she was familiar with. It was a feeling she had never experienced since coming to this city.

His figure was not very tall. A standing personality that is not arrogant but looks firm. His long dark blue hair touched the tip of his chin. and a soft, white face like a young girl's

“Akikaze Seika!?” Amane blurted out the name that came into her head without thinking.

“Kuzuryu Amane?” The other party also said her name. Even though he didn't express much. But it was clear that he was quite surprised.

The sight of the familiar boy standing in front of her sent a feeling of relief spreading through Amane's body. She had never been so pleased to meet someone before.

“I didn't expect to see you here.” The young man still maintained the same calm personality as he had a year ago.

“As well, but it looks like you're not at this school.” Amane has been here for a year and hasn't seen him even once. And the difference in uniforms is already evident.

“I am the representative of the school who came to exchange with one of its students.” The young man continued to answer with a straight face.

"Only temporarily," Amane concluded accordingly. and the other party nodded in response.

After greeting each other successfully Amane volunteers to show Seka around. School amidst the various eyes of other students

The young boy was one year older. So he was in the third year (Mathayom 6) while the girl was in the second year (Mathayom 5). When it was time to enter school, they separated. Each attends their own morning class.

Every time it's lunch time Amane takes out the lunch box that she prepared. It was during this time that students got to know each other. On the first few days, many students tried to get to know her.

But her nature is quiet. Plus the invisible wall she built to block herself. causing those people to gradually disappear, causing her to sit alone at the table in the corner of the room. It was like this day after day.

...but not today...

The door at the back of the room opened. The dark blue haired youth caught the eyes of the entire room the moment he appeared.

“Is that an exchange student from Tokyo?” “Yes, I feel like a third-year senior.” “What is someone like that doing in our room?”

Many voices, many opinions There are a hundred assumptions. And it could have escalated further if the person hadn't walked towards the corner of the room. Sit down in one of the chairs. and turn toward those who are like The room's 'invisible man'

A thousand and nine assumptions disappeared. There is only one conclusion left.

'Those two must have something in the bamboo grove.'

Amane could only look at Seika's actions in bewilderment. She was silent, waiting to hear what business the boy might have with her. Instead, he took out his own lunchbox from his bag and ate it with a blank expression. She couldn't help but feel that the task of asking had fallen to her.

“Do you have anything to do with me?”

Seika looked up from his lunch and looked at her. before speaking calmly

“She eats too.”

Amane waited to hear the question, but received a command that confused her for a moment.

“You have it, don't you? It's lunch," Sega repeated.

Amane finally understood that the boy meant the lunch box. So she picked it up and unwrapped it to eat. and have to put aside doubts first

As soon as the two of them started eating their food in front of them, In conclusion, the entire room changed into one mind again.

'Is there something in the bamboo? It doesn't matter. These two are flirting with each other.'

The meal without conversation between the two soon ended. But the blue haired boy just stared at her without even making a sound.

“...How long do you plan on staring at me?”

“...Until you ask. I'm just observing you now. And as far as I can see You haven't changed at all from a year ago,” Seika finally spoke.

“Most people wouldn't be able to change their appearance in just one year,” Amane protested.

“No, I mean you're still alone like before.”

Amane gasped. The young man's teasing words made her silent. When he saw that she didn't answer, he changed the subject.

“What do you usually do during lunch?”

A random question was fired at the unsuspecting Amane. It made her pause for a moment at the young man's behavior. It's not like it's strange. Because as far as she knows He is a person who doesn't tell others what he thinks. So she could only answer truthfully.

throughout the lunch break They both sat facing each other. Everyone is doing assigned tasks (which are likely to be done at home).

Amane kept glancing at the boy in case he gave her any indication of his intentions. But his eyes were only focused on the page of the notebook. Only occasionally would he raise his head to look at her. But that was because she looked at him first. In conclusion, she must continue to endure the darkness.

'What exactly is this man thinking?'

Jingle~!!

"I'm going."

at supersonic speed Seika got up and picked up her bag and returned to her room, not paying the slightest attention to the looks of those around her. Amane looked at the closed door in confusion.

'I really don't understand...'

After school that evening Amane was still packing her bags and going home alone as usual. But this time, she felt like she was being watched by many eyes. Even though her identity is usually so transparent that sometimes she actually gets bumped into. and more than that in front of the school gate Someone is waiting for you.

“There doesn't seem to be any real club activities.”

Then they both walked home together. For the first time, Amane didn't have to walk the road alone. She felt a strange warmth. But it's a good feeling. There is only one problem...

“Why did you follow me?” was the question she wanted to ask the young man the most right now. Because she was sure that he too had a home to return to (or maybe a temporary place to stay).

“My residence is this way. And I'd like to go look at your house." Sega replied quietly without looking at the other person's face.

It was also the first time that anyone was interested in her personal life. A strange warm feeling That was increasing but she didn't show it. Because she had been taught that it was best to keep your feelings private and respond calmly.

“I'm not at home. But I live in a dormitory.”

“Why?” Seika asked, a question that Amane was extremely unwilling to answer. She didn't even want to think about it.

“My house...is far away...” She wasn't lying. Just the real reason It's not there. As we know

“Really?” The young man looked incredulous. But he didn't ask any further. Amane was relieved.

“Is that a dormitory?” Sega pointed out a small dormitory. The first house that appeared before the eyes of the couple It is a dormitory located next to a small house. One house in the middle of a small community. surrounded by nature It was Amane's dormitory, that's right.

Amane walked towards the entrance of the dormitory before turning around and addressing the young man following behind.

“My room is on the second floor over there,” she gestured.

“Just like this…” Seika walked a little closer to get a better look.

"But I probably won't let you in," Amane said, interrupting him. In case the young man would become bossy, he would go and look at the conditions in her room.

“It's not necessary. Your room is probably the same as mine,” Sega replied immediately. Amane didn't understand what it meant until an elderly caretaker called out to the two from the sweeping yard.

“Kuzuryu-kun, have you returned?”

"Yes," Amane's answer was as simple as ever. The caretaker nodded and turned to speak to the young man next to him.

“We already know each other. Akikaze-kun.”

Amane turned almost immediately towards Seika.

“Yes,” the young man replied shortly. No different from my own friends.

“Eh? You...?” Amane still couldn't quite put her finger on the matter. Seika saw her expression and knew that she still did not understand what had happened.

“I moved in and stayed next door. She was cold yesterday.”

Amane realized that the caretaker had already told her about this. But she was hidden in her room so we couldn't see each other.

“Kusiryu-kun doesn't know yet? If that's the case, then the two of you have known each other before. It's really good that you guys met like this.” The caretaker smiled congratulations, which the boy smiled faintly in response, while the girl was still in shock.

Since that day Her daily routine has changed. From the time I used to wake up and sit in harmony with my mind and then make my own breakfast. It turned out that she was waiting to eat breakfast prepared by the blue-haired boy. At first, she still wasn't used to having someone cook for her. But in just a few days, she got used to it.

One reason was because Sega's food was more delicious than her own. Instead of walking alone all the way to school, there was a tall young man walking next to her.

Morning before class From where I used to sit still It changed to talking and asking about various things. All kinds of things come to mind. And from the beginning there were only two people talking. She was drawn to the group of people the boy had made friends with at school. Whether it's your senior or the same age as her.

The lunch break that used to be just for work ended up with classmates who started coming to talk to her. And she's starting to learn how to talk and interact with others. Friends of the same age even call her 'Khun', saying that she looks more mature than the others.

After class, we would walk back to the dormitory together. Spend the evening doing homework or other leisure activities. All of which were new experiences for Amane.

She couldn't believe that just two weeks had changed her life from the way it had been for a year. And at the center of all the changes is none other than Akikaze Seika, an exchange student from a school in Tokyo who barely knows the city at first.

'Akikaze Seika is still an amazing person,' Amane thought to herself as she cleaned the room with her fellow riders for the same day. But before she could think further. A voice calling her name came from the front door.

“Kuzuryuu Amane!”

Amane turned to look and saw that there was a group of third year female students standing there. Three pairs of eyes stared at her harshly.

“Come with us for a moment,” one of them said in a commanding tone.

Amane immediately knew that the other party wasn't in good spirits because this wasn't the first time she had encountered something like this. She could guess that it was a man's issue again as usual. Even though she hardly ever interacted with anyone (was it her fault that she was born good-looking?), she agreed to follow her into the women's restroom at the end of the corridor.

One senior pushed her against the bathroom wall and used his hand to push against the wall, locking her in place. before being forced to ask in an annoyed tone

"What is your relationship with Akikaze-kun? Tell me."

Amane was taken aback by the question. Especially the part that was the young man's name. She wanted to answer honestly. If it weren't for the fact that even she herself didn't know the answer to that question at all.

"Akikaze-kun has a good head, is good at sports, and is also good-looking. A bland kid like you is no match for Akikaze-kun!" Another senior exclaimed with a sneer.

As Amane began to think in her mind what this group of girls would do to someone who was only going to move back in two weeks. The senior who had locked her away issued a final and decisive order.

"Stop messing with Akikaze-kun."

The announcement was like a hammer hitting Amane hard. She felt a little numb. without cause The only thing on her mind at that moment was the answer to that harsh command.

“I refuse.”

The senior seemed a little shocked at being hit back so decisively. Even Amane herself was surprised by her answer. But she felt that she should protect her right to be close to the dark blue haired boy. Even though she had never felt connected to anyone or anything except Remiel and her father.

The sullen expressions of the group of girls in front of Amane turned into anger as their voices resounded.

“Bitch!”

Plenty!

The force of the palm sent Amane falling to the ground. A red mark appeared on the left side of her face.

“Such a good mouth! Let's see if if you encounter something like this you'll still dare to stay!”

The older man bent down and grabbed the hem of her shirt while the group behind him picked up his cell phone and opened it to take a photo.

Just Wow!

The few school shirts she had were torn to pieces. Revealing her patternless white underwear and white skin.

The sound of the camera shutter clicking sounded every second as the rest of Amane's shirt was pulled mercilessly.

Amane tried to hold on to the last piece of clothing that protected her vital parts. Knowing that if it were to fall out, disaster would surely befall her.

If it had been before, she probably wouldn't have cared. Probably let the other party do whatever they wanted. But now she has made the effort to have friends with him... She doesn't want to be separated again!

“Give it up!” the attacker shouted in a satisfied voice.

“Stop it now!!”

Everything calmed down as soon as cries of prohibition sounded from behind the three seniors.

“If you do anything more to Mr. Kuzuryuu, We will definitely not forgive!”

The images that appeared in front of Amane were her friends. Today's cleaning crew members stood in front of the bathroom with frowns...most of the time.

"wow! Mr. Kuzuryu's skin is so white!”

“Men, don't look!”

The three seniors, when faced with nearly a dozen juniors, began to panic.

“It's not about you guys. Don't get involved or get involved!”

“How can it not be related? Mr. Kuzuryuu is our friend!”

This single word was beyond Amane's expectations. A feeling of joy overflowed in her heart. It was the first time in her life that someone had said those words to her.

'This is what is called friendship...'

“But this is my business! Children belong to children!” The senior argued back at his previous sentence in a loud voice. Didn't expect that he would receive a counter sentence later.

“What about children! Even if you are a senior, don't think that you can do whatever you want. Third Auntie's face is wrinkled."

The senior was called with a harsh word and became so angry that the blood ran down his face.

“What do you say!! Kids these days are really smart!!”

The situation is starting to escalate. The two sides were about to have a hand-in-hand, but when the 'King' walked in, everything calmed down.

Akikaze Seika may not really be the king. But when he wanted to, he could radiate an atmosphere that completely subdued everything.

Seika walks through the crowd. Directly to the girl in the area, her upper body was almost naked. The face was devoid of any emotion. before speaking up:

“My shift is finished. It's time to go home.”

He doesn't speak. pull her up And he led her by the hand through the crowd outside, ignoring the gazes of the surrounding citizens. But I still pay attention to the condition that seems to stimulate the girl's [p18] rating.

“Leaving like this wouldn't be good, then...”

He took off his khaki jacket and covered it with the girl. To protect her almost naked upper body from the cold wind and the lust-blazing eyes of the young men around her.

Amane was helpless. In this situation, she could only follow him slowly. I went to collect my bags and, past hundreds of curious glances, I left the school to return to the dormitory.

“If you are attacked, fight back. Just give Megidola a try and you won't have to endure it for the rest of your life.” A young man suddenly spoke up as the two of them were walking on a long, deserted road. (*

Megidolaon

It is the most powerful magic attack in the game. Amane is one of the few.

NPC

that can be used)

Amane turned around and looked at the boy in surprise.

“Is that...a joke?” she asked uncertainly. She didn't think that a personality like his could do something like this.

"That's right. It's not appropriate, right?" Sega replied deadpanly. He was just trying to talk.

Amane smiled and chuckled softly in her throat. Akikaze Seika was truly a man she couldn't guess.

He glanced at her smiling face without saying anything. Amane then felt his right hand being joined by a woman's smooth hand.

“Cold hands like this, be careful, you won't feel comfortable. Hurry and walk a little more.” He maintained his calm expression as always. To the best of her ability to guess his current mood.

But she definitely understands. There is one thing That is, she now felt extremely warm and content.

During Seika's last week at school, the friends he's made have decided to give him a treat at the Japanese restaurant they used to go to together.

“Come on, raise a glass! To friends who are about to part!”

“To a friend who is about to part!”

A group of kids under 18 in casual clothes loudly clinking glasses of alcohol without fear of the law (they know the shop owner very well). Everyone is ready to let loose because tomorrow is Sunday.

“Time really flies. Akikaze will leave us. Haha.

T^T~”

The third-year boy raised his arm to wipe away tears with a face that was red.

“Crazy eyes! Don't sound like Akikaze-kun is about to leave!” The only third-year girl in the group scolded the owner of the unlucky words.

“Akikaze, friend. Have a glass, friend!” Another male student handed a glass full of liquor to the dark blue-haired boy in charge. Today, he wore the same black long-sleeved T-shirt and red-pink jeans he wore walking around Tokyo. Missing only white headphones

“If I get poisoned by another person, Who will remain sane?” Seika reasons why he will not drink.

“What~! Don't be so careless~ Just this once. You won't be with us for much longer~”

When the other party insists on coming like this He couldn't help taking a sip.

“That's it~! It has to be, friend~!”

He's not a drinker or a stiff person. But he had been urged by some net otaku friends in the same way before. So he has some immunity.

Unlike some young girls from former mediums who had never touched intoxicants before. But she's about to be subjected to the same thing as him by a female friend of the same age as her.

Amane, although he was considerate, refused to drink because he knew that he definitely couldn't stand alcohol. But when she turned around, she saw that even the dark blue-haired youth was holding a glass of liquor (that had been forced upon her) in his hand. She decided not to be the black sheep of the group.

“Nan~ That's great, Mr. Kuzuryu~!”

The high school style graduation party continued until 9:00 p.m., which was considered late enough that you should have gone home if you didn't want to poke fun at the police who came out on late-night patrols.

Each person waved goodbye to both the group and Seika, who had arranged to take them to the station tomorrow. before parting ways and staggering back to their own homes

Seika—the only person who can maintain consciousness after drinking no more than one drink—has to take on the burden of a young girl who is extremely sensitive to alcohol but who dunks on a bottle until she is barely aware of her surroundings.

If you observe the situation purely by looking We see a young boy supporting a young girl in a light orange, short-sleeved round-neck shirt and a short cream-colored skirt who doesn't even have the strength to stand up straight. It looked like the young boy next to him. Drugged—just like that.

It didn't take a test to know that Amane couldn't walk more than three meters with her legs. So he called a taxi to take him and her to the front of the dormitory. The girl used his shoulder to support her head all the way. Luckily, she didn't have an allergic reaction to alcohol. Otherwise, nothing. It will be much more difficult than this.

Sega carried her on his back all the way to the second floor. And when he opened the door to send her in, he realized that he didn't have the key to open her room. He searched all over her body and bag but still couldn't find the key anywhere.

Since she couldn't be brought into the room, there were only two options left. That is, let her sleep in his room or let her sleep in the front of the room. Which path do you think he will choose?

Inside the room, there was only a table and a single bed next to the window sill. He laid Amane down on the bed and tried to regain her consciousness with a gentle poke in her face.

The girl's eyes widened. Her cheeks were red with alcohol. The vision was so blurry that I couldn't tell what was what. She only recognized it as the voice of a dark blue haired boy.

“Here...where?...” she asked in a tired voice.

“My own room. I can't find her room key. Please use my bed tonight. I will sleep on the floor.” Sega briefly explained the situation. And Amane nodded slowly. Show that you are aware

“You can sleep. I'm going to take a shower first. As for you, it must be tomorrow morning,” Sega said before getting up and leaving the room with the necessary equipment.

Do you think that when a woman with a good figure and a beautiful face is alone in a room with herself? What would a man think?

Akikaze Seika was no ordinary man, but he thought—that's for sure. Even the people reading (and typing) here think so too. Not even those who are women. The important thing is to think about what to do.

When he returned to his room in light blue pajamas and opened the door, he saw an unexpected sight. A sight that made even a cold person like him stop in shock. A girl with shoulder-length purple hair lying on her back on the bed was struggling to take off her shirt.

-- WARNING! 12+

for international and 15 for Thai people

WARNING! --

“What are you doing?” He went straight to the girl's bedside and asked.

The girl turned to look at him with a red face and watery eyes before answering in a soft voice.

"...hot..."

Sega understood what was going on. It was a combination of the summer weather and the alcohol.

After all, it was nothing serious for a young girl to sleep half-naked on a bed by herself. So he helped her up and took off the girl's shirt instead of the one who was not fully in control of her body.

The young boy's slender fingers touched her smooth white skin and his sensitive energy sent a shock-like sensation throughout Amane's body, causing her to moan softly. Of course it reached Sega's ears. But he pretended not to hear.

The girl's shirt was placed on the bed at her feet. Amane's upper body now had a white bra as the only remaining piece of clothing.

“Sleeping like this might catch a cold. If you feel cold, the blanket is next to you,” Seika said as he pointed out the neatly folded white blanket on the bed next to the girl.

When the time is right The young man got up and turned off the light, making the room suddenly dark. As he was packing his clothes into place to rest his head Sega suddenly felt a slight twitch on his sleeve.

The young boy looked at the spot where his sleeve was held and then looked at the face of the girl on the bed that he couldn't see because of the darkness.

She twitched once more, signaling that she wanted something. Seika tried to process what was possible.

“...My bed is narrow.”

Even after saying that, the twitching force still continued. This time there was a voice accompanying it.

“...Come up...”

Sega considered for a moment. But he couldn't deny or ignore Kuzuryuu. Amane got it first. Otherwise, throughout his time here, he wouldn't have tried his best to help her.

The young man lay down on his own bed, which tonight had another body added to it. Single beds are meant for sleeping alone. If two people sleep together, it will naturally be cramped. So he slept outside to prevent the girl from rolling off the bed.

Amane realized that the other person was now lying next to her and she released her hand on his sleeve. and turned into snuggling into him until he could feel the warmth of the boy's body. All of this she did without realizing it. It was as if her body was moving towards what it wanted on its own.

Seika had never encountered a situation like this before. Even though I was able to remain calm, I didn't know what to do. So he let his body decide instead of his brain. If his body told him to hold his fragile body to himself, he would.

-- No-children Part End (

Still, is anyone paying attention to the warning...) --

Then the next morning came.

Amane woke up. The body is extremely tired. It was a result of last night being too heavy (meaning drinking). She tried to roll over and lie on her back. But found that she couldn't move as she wanted. The reason was because something was laying on her shoulder.

Amane opened her eyes and saw nothing but light blue filling her retina. When she looked up, she realized that the light blue color was the nightshirt of the blue-haired boy she knew very well.

'What is this!?!'

At first, she herself was quite shocked. But then the memories of last night returned to the brain. Makes her able to vaguely remember the story.

The girl looked at the boy's face, who always had a blank expression. and saw that even when he was asleep, he still had the same expression as when he was awake. Her face was hot as her cheeks turned faintly pink.

Amane didn't want to disturb the young man's rest. Especially since he was leaving today. And another thing...living like this makes her feel quite good. She probably would have continued sleeping if she hadn't been reminded of last night's events and bent down to inspect her condition in only a white bra.

Even if it were her, she couldn't stand this situation. The temperature of her face rose even higher as she tried to wake the boy up with a gentle push. On her torso, from inside the arms where she slept all night.

Seika regained consciousness and opened her eyes to meet Amane's gaze. It made the girl's face almost overheat. Bloodshot all the way to the ears.

He got up from the bed without any shy reaction.

“Was she hot or cold last night? You took off your shirt but tucked it into me,” Sega said deadpanly.

Amane wanted to ask if that was a joke, right? But now she was so embarrassed that she didn't even dare to make eye contact with the other person. He could only pull up the blanket and cover his almost naked body.

“She hasn't showered since yesterday. Go take a shower now,” he said, glancing at the clock hanging on the wall.

“It's almost eight o'clock. Hurry so I can eat breakfast." After saying that, Seka walked into the kitchen. Leaving the young girl sitting with a blanket pulled over her body like the heroine of a Thai drama after the news that she had just been treated badly—just like that.

Everything went on like every other Sunday. It wasn't like the young man was about to leave far away. Maybe it's because he's the type of person who doesn't care about anything.

'Or maybe this is my way of letting me know that even though he's gone, But everything will remain unchanged...'

Time: 9:53 a.m. at Tokyo Station

A girl with shoulder-length purple hair and a boy with dark blue hair stood next to each other. They both looked at the train slowly moving by. Move slowly onto the platform. Just as the time of their goodbyes was slowly approaching as well.

Seika turned to say goodbye to Amane, whose expression was clearly saddened.

“I'm going now.” The boy made to walk onto the train without hesitation if the girl hadn't called him first.

“Wait a minute, Akikaze Seika!”

He paused before turning to look at the purple-haired girl who was staring at him with pain in her eyes.

“My life has never been anything other than following Father's orders and God's will,” Amane said of herself in the past. When she was still a young girl who tried her best to carry out her assigned duties. for what she believes will bring world peace

“Father and Remiel gave me a sense of duty. But you guys have made me know what I call friends. Even when I thought I had nothing left I still have you to help.”

Amane lowered her head until she and the boy could not see each other's faces.

"thank you very much..."

Tears of joy flowed down his sad face. I'm glad you got to say the words you wanted to say. and sad because she was about to leave the only man who could be considered dear to her besides her father.

She closed her watery eyes, hoping that the suffering would be alleviated. I had no idea that the other party was now less than thirty centimeters away from her. The boy's hands held Amane's face up to look at her tear stains clearly.

“If you say something dramatic like this, everyone will. He mistook it for a soap opera.” The voice that came out of Seika's mouth was not as calm as usual. But there was a laugh mixed in from his throat.

The boy's hand wiped away the tears from the corner of the girl's eye, allowing her to see his face clearly. And the girl encountered something she never expected to see. A gentle smile was always on the cold boy's lips. Blue eyes that never reflected any emotion. Now it is filled with the love that has been sent to you.

“How is it now? Is my face suitable for making jokes with him?”

Amane couldn't say anything. Not just because she was stunned. But it was also because her lips were pressed against the boy's own.

The surrounding people turned to look at the pair. Some whispered to their friends. Some smile little and smile big. It's not like young people showing love to each other is a rare sight. Especially in television dramas

As for Amane, he didn't know anything anymore. In her head everything was white. Forgot to even breathe until the young man broke away She then shoveled air into her lungs with a blush on her face.

“Ah~!! Amane-chan and Akikaze!?!”

A cry made them both turn to the side. and found that friends The people who came to send the young man saw every shot.

“Akikaze!~ I was targeting Amane-chan, oh my!~” the third year boy moaned.

“Be quiet. He is about to enter the period. 'And live happily together'!” A third-year girl scolded her friend for not being tactful.

“That's really good, Mr. Kuzuryuu^

o^!~”

A second-year girl congratulates her female friend.

When there are more people Seika's expression returned to its original state as if it had been set on automatic mode.

“Thank you for coming,” with the same calm tone as before.

“Oh, so you came to visit us?”

An announcement sounded saying that the train would leave in five minutes. Ask passengers to get on the bus before the doors close.

“I'm going now.” The blue-haired boy took a step into the train door and stopped. before turning back to the purple-haired girl who still hadn't stopped looking sad.

“Really, next Sunday you should be ready.”

Amane looked confused. What is the young man talking about? You don't understand?

“Next week, Harusawa. Yoshino will hold a concert here. If I tell you about her Yuzu would definitely drag her along. So prepare yourself. Next week I will come with Atsuro. And Yuzu too.”

Amane froze, processing the large amount of information received at once. She didn't understand yet. A voice suddenly broke out.

“What do you say!!! Haru-chan is going to hold a concert here!?!” The third year boy shouted loudly, causing everyone on the platform to startle. Who would have thought that the singer's crazy boyfriend would be so close at hand?

“I think there will be an official announcement today and tomorrow. Just wait and see on the internet or flyers,” Sega explained further.

Amane looked at the young man with many emotions. Mixed things, but for sure when she knew that he would definitely come back here again. She was so embarrassed that she had made such a big deal of it.

“Then I'll go. See you next week,” Sega said as he got into the car and concluded with incredibly simple words. Just as the door closed.

The train slowly moved away with the blue-haired boy in tow.

Even from now on, he won't be in the room next to her, he won't be able to join her for breakfast. We won't walk to school together. Will not be together during lunch break And I won't say goodnight again. But just know that he'll come back. Know that you can still be by his side. That's enough.

END

R:"

Sigh~ It's finished. The work that took me a month to write on and off. But I wrote until the end."

DX:"

To be honest, I thought you hung up your keyboard."

R:"

Why would you hang it up for rats to chew on? Anyway, I won't quit."

R:"

How are you?

One-Shot

My first time Feel free to criticize as you please. I don't think I can criticize them all (because there are a lot), but above all else, I hope everyone is happy with reading."

DX:"

And...the writer is stupid about computer programs. If anyone knows how to add a colored background or image, please tell me. Yellow, orange, sometimes it's not suitable for the writing mood."

{We love reading. Why do we have to write too? Is it related?}

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