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Karma watched me closely as I played the piano. He opened his mouth a couple of times, wanting to speak, but I kept ignoring him.

He was still angry about yesterday and he knew it, although he thought his dislike for Mokuren was expressed aggressively and that I am still very sensitive, not because I am actually Mokuren ... This is getting confusing.

"Nagisa, could you listen to me?" I turned a deaf ear once more. Unexpectedly, I had him clinging to my waist and screaming forgiveness in a thousand ways.

I blushed violently and glared at him before hitting him successively on his shoulder. "Let go of me, you idiot!"

After a while, he pulled himself away, rubbing himself in pain, although he had an amused smile plastered on his face. "To have a small body you are too strong ... And aggressive."

"Fuck you, you idiot!"

"And bad spoken!" He kept laughing. He hugged me again, this time making sure to catch both arms, and rubbed his cheek against mine. "Nagisa is very cute even if he has a bad temper."

And what happens to this idiot? "Look, I don't know you smoked, I don't care anyway, but please, could you let me go? I try to relax and you just get in the way. Fuck off, please."

"Not until you forgive me."

"I forgive you, damn it, but stop fucking around!"

"Yeih!" That annoying asshole. "There is food?"

"Yes, it's on the stove. You just have to heat it up." He smiled before getting up and stretching.

"Nagisa is like a wife, a very pretty one. I want to marry Nagisa when I grow up."

My heart raced at his words. "Are you a brat?" I heard his laughter in the distance while I tried to hide my notorious blush.

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