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When you finally arrive on the second floor for the grocery store, just one corner away from Bokuto and the others, the three of you stop. You peek around and find one of those giant men standing guard right outside of their door. It's also quite apparent that, despite the guys' loud shouting and banging on the door to be let out, the guard is completely ignoring them.

"Just one," you sigh as you pull back and look at your two curious friends.

"Okay," Saeko nods as she gives herself an internal pep talk. "I'll be the one to do it. Y/N, you've got blood on your clothes and he'll know something's up. As for you, Hotaru, I don't think this guy will trust a thing you say since, ya know, they think you killed their friend."

"So how are you going to do this?" Hotaru asks as she worriedly searches for the answer in her fiancée's eyes.

Saeko shrugs. "I dunno. What I did worked last time so using the same plan as before doesn't seem like a horrible idea."

With a nod in agreement, you pass Saeko the knife she had previously lent you. She quickly tucks it on the back of her waist and spins around the corner towards her target.

You and Hotaru peek around the wall and watch quietly as Saeko walks up to the giant and effortlessly flirts with him. The second his guard is dropped, she stabs him right in his thigh. Though he's large, the hit was rough and he's forced onto his knees pretty quick.

Out of the blue, Hotaru gasps and sprints towards Saeko. Just in time she grabs onto the back of her bra and pulls her backward to avoid the incoming attack of the guard's own knife.

As you run towards him, too, you kick him down and force the knife out of his hands. "Don't move," you grumble as you hold the knife towards his face.

Saeko thanks the two of you and begins fiddling with the keys you had stolen from Jun and unlocks the door successfully. The second it's open, you shove the knife under your dress into its previous hiding spot. Then, with Hotaru, run into the room to throw your arms around the group of guys and tackle them to the ground. They're each so stunned they hardly move.

"Uh, Hotaru?! Y/N?! You actually did it?" Kuroo gasps in awe.

Saeko, watching from the door, clears her throat to gain his attention. "No without me."

"Saeko?" Kenma mutters as he peeks out from under your right arm. "You're early."

"Yeah and it's a good thing, too!" she smiles.

When you and Hotaru finally let the guys free, you see Saeko casually pointing her knife towards the large guard who's still down on his knees. She's seriously scary, you're glad she's on your side. But you're not nearly as stunned as the others who stare at her so stunned by the way she's just casually holding the knife to him. Unlike them, you, Hotaru, and Saeko are somewhat used to doing that now.

"We gotta go now!" you interrupt, wanting to get the hell out of there as quickly as possible. Jun's probably gotten up and called for help by now. You grab onto Bokuto's arm and ignore the way he's staring down at your blood-stained dress worriedly to guide him out of the room.

Saeko tosses Hotaru the keys to the RV. "We'll meet up at the rest stop about twenty miles south of here, okay?"

"Be safe," Hotaru nods as she hugs her goodbye. "We'll meet you there."

The group then runs down the hall opposite of how you came in. You rush out the exit of the emergency door and down the set of fire escape stairs. There you wave goodbye to Saeko who runs off to her car. The rest of you then begin to run towards the woods behind the store where you previously left the camper. However, just as you begin to take off, something grabs onto the back of your neck and tugs you backwards.

You gasp as you're forced to spin around and see Jun's cruel grin grow across his lips. You look down and see he's now got something wrapped around his lower leg. Luckily, he's still got that lovely pair of bright pink boxer briefs on to burn your eyes.

"Get the hell off of me!" you shout as you push away from his chest. 

The group stops the second they hear you yell, but Bokuto ushers them away. "Keep going, we'll be right there!"

He then grabs a broken iron pole from underneath the fire escape stairs that had fallen off. You watch almost as if it was in slow motion the way he raises it behind his head like a baseball bat and clobbers Jun right over the head with his insane strength.

The moment Jun falls to the ground, Bokuto drops the rod. The two of you take a step back in absolute shock at what just happened. And while you're both in a daze, Jun hastily grips his sticky hands around the rod and impales the sharp, broken end of it into Bokuto's calf.

"Koutaro!" you shout as your friend falls straight to the ground on all fours.

Jun cackles wickedly at what he's done. "That's payback for what your bitch of a girlfriend did to me!"

"You goddamn thief, rot in hell!" you shout as you stomp Jun's head in with your foot mercilessly, thoughtless of the way blood begins spilling from his face. Though it may seem heartless, it hardly feels that way. Especially as he continues to laugh while staring up at you in your revealing clothes until he's finally unconscious.

You then run over to Bokuto and take his face in your hand, cupping his cheek. "Are you okay?" you nervously ask.

Despite his attempt at a reassuring nod, you look down at his leg only to find that he's still impaled with the sharp iron. You lean him down to sit and rip off the skirt part of your dress, wrapping the pink fabric around his leg and the pole. You make sure not to touch the iron too much. Something you learned from your days studying taught you not to remove the impaled object.

"Do you think you can walk?" you ask as you look up once you've wrapped him up tight to prevent the bleeding.

"Y/N, that was my good leg..." he mutters.

"Good leg? What the hell does that mean, Kou?!"

"Good leg? What the hell does that mean, Kou?!"

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