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go towards the home

While I did say "sex", the better term was "sexual themes" so, I might need to change that- Whoops
But, I hope you enjoy today's chapter :D

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❝𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘴𝘵, 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘴𝘦𝘦 𝘪𝘵.❞

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CHAPTER 2

YOUR EYES SNAPPED OPEN, glancing around the room that you were given. Sitting up, you rub your head whilst yawning, "What happened again...? Where am I, where am I..." You blink, realizing where you were. Ah, right... This is a guest room or something like that in Aoba's house... you hold your abdomen, sighing. Not able to feel any major pain, you assumed that you were fine and slowly sat up, pushing yourself to stand. Just as you were about to exit the room, you were pulled by the back of your coat.

"...!" you made a noise out of surprise, trying to grip the doorway with your gloved-hands. As you leaned back, you could feel your back arching and you wince in pain, "What the fuck–"

"[Nam–" someone comes into sight, holding a tray of food, only to stare.

You only roll your eyes, trying to walk out of the doorway but whatever was holding you back wasn't letting you. Trying to turn around, you could see a glimpse of white fur, and you instantly knew who it was, "Alexander... Let go of my coat." You had a frown on your lips while you were trying to move.

"Will you stop pushing yourself and rest?!" an old lady screeches, throwing her shoe at your face.

"WAH–!" you cry out in shock, trying to duck under the shoe, only for you to fall down. "Ack–" you rubbed your head, wincing, "Tae-san... You're not supposed to attack an injured patient, you know..." Another hit to the face. "Ow."

"Tch, all you brats are always going out and doing things, endangering your lives..." she scowls, continuing to bump you on the head with her shoe, "it's annoying! Take more care of yourself, or else I'll continue hitting you with a shoe for the rest of my life!"

"What are you, my mom?" you asked with a smile, only to get another bonk on the head. "That hurt."

"No, but you need one." The answer was simple and curt, but it did surprise you.

The corners of your lips twitch and you give her another smile, "Well, I would like to say otherwise. Anyway," you stand up, brushing yourself, "did the others leave? I can't find any of them." True to your words, you couldn't find Koujaku or Aoba anywhere. Rocking back and forth on the heels of your feet, you glanced around, "I don't want to loiter in your house any longer, that'd be rude."

"What would be rude is you not eating, young man," she retorts, dragging you down the stairs by your ear. After you all reach the kitchen, she kicks you towards a seat, "Now eat!"

"Woah...!" you stumble, almost falling onto the seat. You sat down after balancing yourself and broke apart the chopsticks, and said, "Thank you for the meal." You begin to eat the food, mindlessly ignoring whatever was currently going through your mind for now. A good meal always makes a day better, you would tell yourself occasionally, not wanting to feel even more down. Not that you were feeling down, but you sure did not expect to meet Virus and Trip yesterday (it was a bit sour).

Your face slightly scrunched; your eyes squinting, your mouth quirking downwards, and the crease in your brows indicated that you weren't having a pleasant time remembering them. A small huff escapes your lips, and you shake your head, starting to shovel in more food in your mouth.