In which 27 year old Misaki Izano is not only thrust into the body of her 15 year old-self from the past, but also finds that she has gained certain super-human abilities and the attention of delinquents from her past.
- Various Tokyo Revengers Char...
A/N: Big thank you to MariahByrease for your recent votes/support! I hope you enjoy this chapter!
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Misaki's P.O.V.
"Misaki! Takemichi!" They heard Mikey yell. They both turned to him, scanning for his figure in the crowd.
Doesn't help that he's so short.
"Take care of Ken-Chin!"
Misaki still couldn't make out his figure, but nodded anyway. That was the plan from the start.
"Alright, Takemichi. We've got to get him out of here. We have to get to the roads and meet up with the ambulance. It's the only way he'll make it." Misaki stated, moving to grab Draken's large and rather limp form. However, Takemichi grabbed her arm hurriedly, stopping her.
"I'll carry him on my back. I'm a little taller so it'll be easier...that way you can protect us. It makes more sense, right?"
She thought for a moment and then nodded. It definitely made more sense for her to bulldoze their way out to give him a clear path with Draken.
She handed Draken off to Takemichi then, making sure to be as careful as she could in such a rushed state. As Takemichi situated himself under his wait, she clenched her fists, ready to knock the fuck out of everyone that crossed her path, no matter what side they were on. "Alright, let's go."
She turned, readying herself to head back towards the main festival area. The ambulance was likely going to be closer that way, considering there were a bunch of back alleys they could drive through. However, before she could take another step, she again heard that infuriating voice.
"Misaki," She heard Hanma darkly say. She looked over her shoulder to see him coming through the crowd, his sin hand covering the lower-half of his face.
"I wasn't into asphyxiation before, but now...I think I'm in love..." he muttered, his eyes nearly rolling into the back of his head.
Her face took on a disgusted expression at his words.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
...what in the fuck.
Luckily, a sudden kick towards Hanma's head cut off whatever the hell else the creep was going to say.
