Chapter 22: Day 9: Truth

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A/N: nO aUthOr's nOte fOr tOdaY

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"Good morning to the strange world..." I stretched my arms and get off of my bed. I begin to walk downstairs and... Well, most of the people aren't there like usual. "Did something happen?" I asked. "No, it's just, I dunno, everyone just started to like eating out more now." Aoi put her finger on her chin and made a shrug sign. "Hm... Well, I guess that's fine... Anyhow, is Ramu with them? The people who go out?" I asked. "No, she's in her room, I believe." Aoi explained.

I really wanna talk to this girl now. After making up my mind, I believe she had a reason for having a gun. Besides, I'm supposed to trust her, aren't I? That's what friends do!

I walked upstairs and switched the door knob open. "Hey Ramu?" You asked. "G-Gah! What are you doing?! You should've knocked!" Ramu's voice shouted out. You got over to the light switch and turned it on. "Hh- Well, is something wrong?" Ramu turned to you and ask. "No, I think the problem is you. Why do you have a pistol anyway?" I questioned. "... Protection." She replies. "Well. Clearly you never carries anything around so don't think about lying to me." I said.

"Ah... But I'm not going to hurt you or anyone, I promise... It's fine, you should go and... talk to the others or something..." Ramu said as she then walked away. But before she could fully leave, you hugged her from behind and said. "If you ever need any help, I'm always here, if you're bottling up feelings... Just know it isn't good to do that." You said that before letting go and walked out of the room. I hope that can do something... If not, well, I'm fucked.

I looked at the clock in the main hall. Ah- It's almost time for my shift... Well, I should be ready.

<Byakuya's P.O.V>

I see that (Y/N) has been sticking around with Ramu lately, what's up with her now? Ugh... I walked upstairs and saw Ramu was standing just outside the door. "What are you doing here?" I asked. "Ah- Just... Thinking..." "About what?" "I mean... Byakuya, can I hug you?" I looked at her furiously for a moment. "Ah- Sorry, it's a weird question. If not, it's fine." "No, it's fine." I spoke up as Ramu then nod and come to me. She wrapped her arms around my waist and lay her head on my shoulder.

"Why'd you ask for a hug anyway?" "... I just need one."

<(Y/N)'s P.O.V>

My shift were just like normal, I talked with Kaede and I definitely do good at my job. But there's this one customer who dresses a little weird. Even though they're a male but his hair is so fricking long- His order were just black coffee. I mean, coffee, yeah, anyways, I caught him staring at me multiple times... But I didn't wanna say anything about it, I didn't wanna be a drama queen.

"Hey Kaede, you remember that black haired guy with red eyes?" The shift was over, and now you and Kaede just starting to walk back. "Ah- Yes, I do remember- why?" Kaede replies. "Hm... I just wanna know if he does come to the shop often or not." "No... He only shows up like, twice a month." The girl explains. "Is that so..."

We walked back to our own houses, I came back to my room and plop onto the bed. "Well... What a day..." Before you fell asleep at the noon, you heard some knocks on your door. Ugh... Who is here to ruin my beauty sleep? I opened the door to see Sayaka, standing at the other side of it. "What do you want?" I sighs. "I just wanna say sorry... you know, for acting in front of Kirumi and blame you?" Sayaka said. "You think I'm an idiot? No. Obviously not, you're only acting and you're obviously not ever up to anything good." I said.

"I promise, (Y/N)! I changed!" "... Liar. Now excuse me while I wash off your dirty breath off my face." I glared at her and proceed to walk downstairs. "Whatever, (Y/N)... I can still follow my own plan." Sayaka rolls her eyes. Walking down. Well, I should've confronted her about why does she want to take revenge on me but- maybe it'd be a wrong choice, too. Who knows-

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