𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐏𝐄𝐑 • K. Tetta ✔

XVII. Rearranged.

She looked over to Mikey. There had never been one person that would look as free as him.

I wonder, have the manga updated a lot more? Does she need to read the following chapters? Has she missed anything in the future?

Those thoughts floated around their head. Because she's scared. Scared that there would be a time where that free in Mikey's eyes would diminish, and would replace the same thing that she has seen in the inked pages of the series. There wouldn't be, right?

When she would've gone to her deathbed, he would still be okay, right?

She chuckled to herself, as if the room suddenly froze and went in slow motion, the people's fist colliding with the other's face. The mountain of familiarity and doubt coursed through her brain. She glanced at her hand, her wrist, and smiled to herself.

This is what Takemitchy felt when he was alone with all of this?

The slow motion stopped, and struggling followed by grunts, a skin meeting could be heard from behind her. But it all stopped and glanced in the direction she was looking at. They now realized the sound of the motorbike that was Mikey's.

Takashi muttered to himself. "Mikey's CB250T..."

Mikey bursted from the doors of the church, a soft smile dangling upon his cheeks as he glanced calmly at the scene.

"Look like there's still work to be done."

Mikey glanced at her, seeing her dazed and staring at the ground, while the others were staring at him in shock. He walked over to her and placed a hand on her shoulder. She flinched. "Are you alright?" He asked.

She took a step back and held the shoulder that Mikey held, then simply nodded. Mikey glanced at the others and saw Kokonoi running outside. What he saw was Drakken sitting on one of the members, while all of them were down on the ground, either fainted or injured. Kokonoi left a shaky breath and stepped back.

Y/n turned around, making Mikey turn his attention back to her.

"I'm sure you can handle this. You're a big boy now." She said before walking away. Her eyes landed on Yuzuha, whose eyes were on her. She walked over to the girl and whispered. "Hey, let's get out of here before anything happens."

Yuzuha looked over to the others, and repeatedly black at her.

Y/n followed her eyes. "Don't worry, it's over now. Mikey is here to clear up the trash."

She walked outside, passing by Drakken. Drakken caught her arm.

"Hey," He said. "Where are you going?"

Slowly. Her head turned to Drakken.

His eyes widened, making his hand loosen and her walking away, her hand sliding from his hand. Drakken released his breath he didn't know he was holding and glanced back to Mikey, snapping out of the trance.