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❝ 𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐮𝐦𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐲-𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬, 𝐦𝐢𝐱𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐞𝐛𝐚𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐲

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𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐮𝐦𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐤𝐲 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐲-𝐟𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐬, 𝐦𝐢𝐱𝐞𝐝 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐠𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐝𝐞𝐛𝐚𝐮𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐲.

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--, Warehouse (I feel like I made [Y/n] underpowered after fearing that I'd make her overpowered help ;-;)

     Right in the nick of time, Pa grabbed Osanai's arm and held him back. If it weren't for him, you probably would've just stabbed the guy.

     "You're fight's with me, asshole," Pa glared.

     You stepped back and twirled your knife, 'I kinda wanted to kill him for calling me a slut, but you know, he isn't wrong. I'm a slut for anime men.'

     Out of nowhere, you felt a hand on your shoulder, "you're alright right [Y/n]-chin?"

     You jumped up in surprise and swung your blade in the direction of where the voice sounded from, only to turn and realize that you were a mere millimeter away from cutting Mikey. A wave of relief washed over you followed by another wave of guilt.

     "Yeah. Uh..sorry about that.." you half heartedly apologized.

     He raised a brow at your reaction, "well you know how to defend yourself, and it's not like I would let the blade hurt me."

     "Oh," you monotonously said. "Well then, let me try to."

     You raised your knife and moved towards him, pretending to get ready to strike him. However, right once you took your second step, he grabbed onto your wrists and pulled them backwards, pushing you forwards. The position you were in was rather awkward, he was behind you, and you were bent over, about to fall.

     "[Y/n]-chin, I wouldn't do that if I were you," he whispered into your ear before letting go.

     You fell to the cold floor. Mikey's reaction time was better than you thought, he was able to stop you before you were able to land a hit on him. The difference between his strength and the other members of his gang must've been huge. To think that Toman's leader would be so strong.. Perhaps your uncle had been right.

     'She smelled rather.. sweet. Like the custard paste in taiyaki.'

     You laid on the dusty and dirty floor, thinking about what happened. The scene replayed in your head and you tried to shake it off. Despite your efforts, your mind continued to linger on it.

     His voice in your ear made you shiver, and you couldn't get the thought and feeling of it out of your head. It was as if it had been superglued into your brain files.

     'I swear to god.. stop thinking about these things [Y/n],' you scolded yourself.

     You got back up and tried to brush off all the dust that was collected on your clothes. With each time you tried to brush it off, the dust would only disappear into the air around you and blur your vision.

     While cleaning yourself off, you spotted the knife that was forced out of your hand, it laid o the floor so patiently, waiting for you to go and pick it up. Sighing, you decided to leave your clothes be, knowing that no matter how long you stood there and continued to try to remove the dust, there would still be some remaining on the fabric.

     "Stop moving [Y/n], you're going to get attacked if you do," Draken's voice stopped you in your path.

      You rolled your eyes, "but if they get my knife then they'll probably give it to Osanai."

     There was a split second of hesitation before he answered, "I'll get it for you then."

     "Alright."

     You stayed in your spot while waiting for the vice commander of Toman to come back with your weapon.

     'Guess I'll just watch the fight while waiting then,' you thought.

     When you turned your attention to the fight, you saw Osanai and Pa both standing. Osanai looked perfectly fine, in his peak condition. Pa on the other hand seemed out of it, his pupils weren't even visible, there were only his eye whites. It surprised you how he was still standing, his nose seemed to be in really bad condition, with blood spewing out of it.

     "Mikey.. what the fuck..? Are you not going to go and bet them up!? Are you just going to stand there an watch!?" You fumed at the silent male, "if you won't go and do anything.. then I will."

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