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[ Song of the Chapter : King City // Swim Deep ]
A k a z a w a , M i y u k i .
< 17 : 21 ;; WEDNESDAY ;; Mukami Limousine. >
"I really don't get how you survive with this everyday."
Looking outside the window of the limousine, I nearly gag at how the herd of annoying fangirls squealed outside while staring at the limousine with so much love.
"Huh, that's just 10 percent of girls when Kou's onstage. Trust me." Yuma chuckled, munching on his ever–favorite, a sugar cube.
"I miss Kou. . ." Azusa muttered, who sat near Ruki. Luckily, he tried his best to stay away as a quiet apology to me.
Yes, Kou was on tour. He left two days after that ferris wheel incident.
"Are you three going to keep on conversing? We need to get going." Ruki scolded, closing his book with a loud fwap.
"I think I'll just stay here until the fangirls go away. Good luck on the way." Twirling the ends of my hair, I continue with staring outside the damned window. Hopefully, they couldn't see me.
"No, trouble, you're coming with us." Apparently, Ruki got used to calling me that from way back. I wasn't complaining, I loved that nickname.
"I'm not in the mood to deal with shit, leave me be." But apparently, I was in a sour mood. I hated everything at the moment.
"Do you want to be punished that badly, Trouble?" The way the eldest of the bunch said that nickname of mine sounded manipulative– And quite hot too.
"Damn, lamb, just calm down." Yuma held another sugar cube in–between his fingers, his canines waiting to crush the poor bits.
"Butt out, Yuma." Glaring at Yuma and the rest of the bunch next to him, I hold onto my bag while burying my sharp nails into the clothing.
"The fuck happened to you?"
Those words hit me, having me blinking once or twice. Wait, this wasn't me, wasn't it? My head ached just thinking about it.
I stood, grabbing hold of the car's door.
"Miyuki–"
"Leave me alone."
Sliding the door open and earning the many glaring eyes of females, I hop out and ignore their murmurs and gossips.
'Do not doubt the scaled creature.'
My head ached just thinking about that lady. Damn, what the hell was going on? Ever since those murders, I've been feeling strange.
"Miyuki– Woah, what's with the necklace?" Runa, who comes up running to me, asks.
"Is it that visible?" I ask, suddenly so conscious of my own appearance.
"Are you kidding? You look fine with it, extra fine, if you ask me!" Runa joked, in result to making me laugh along.
"Hey, you think Kyoko's doing okay?" I ask, having Runa look up at the sky.

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