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U.A had given you all a break after the incident back at the USJ and after seeing the demon, you couldn't seem to forget the face of that demon you saw back at the USJ. The rage you felt after seeing that demon.



You had felt the urge to patrol around the villa to see if there were any more and your suspicion was right when you saw one lurking around as if it was looking for a meal.



You were quick to kill the demon with a clean cut off his head. You got back before Mitsuki and Masaru found out you left and noticed the blood on your clothes.



It was hard to sneak out seeing after Mitsuki found out what happened to us and, molding us with her affection, anime tears were flowing down her cheeks.



You spend the rest of the days of break helping out with the chores with Mitsuki teaching you how to activate the dishwasher. "M/n can you get us this for dinner tonight?" Mitsuki asked, giving you a list of things that need to be bought along with the money.



You nod, grabbing the list and money before walking to your room to change into a black oversize shirt, brown shorts, and a short sleeve jacket. You walk out not before waving bye to Katsuki and Mitsuki.


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"Be careful M/n!"



Arriving at a closest store you grab a basket before walking to every aisle, grabbing the things from the list. Not noticing the stare coming from almost everyone in the store.



You walk to where the milks are. Should I get two? Or just one?' you thought about looking at the goat milk and the cow milk. You didn't get to finish your inner battle between picking the cow or goat milk when someone bumped into you.



You turned over to see a blond-haired woman, with bright green eyes holding a phone over her ear. "Watch where you're going bitch." She glared at you before continuing to walk.



You grab the two milk and put it in the basket along with the others. You walk to another aisle, where the person who bumped into you was looking around.

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