𝓕ᵃᵗʰᵉʳ'ˢ 𝓟ᵉʳᶠᵉᶜᵗ 𝓛ⁱᵗᵗˡᵉ 𝓖ⁱʳˡ

III | V

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CHAPTER — V
part three

NOBARA IS nowhere to be seen when you wake up. She's usually always by your side from the moment you start eating breakfast, up until dinner, then you guys call it quits for the day and go sleep, more often than not Yuuji tags along, followed by a grumpy Megumi. However you don't find a trace of her today.

Maki and Toge are in the kitchen when you go down to eat breakfast, they're drinking blood, you're pretty sure it animal blood, it just smells like it.

Wait—what ? Those kind of things, little details that you have no business knowing but somehow do happen all the time now. You've asked Yuuji and Nobara about it at some point, but they brushed it off.

By lunch, she still hasn't come to you so you decide to go see her instead. Her room is the closest to yours and you've been there a few times. Her bedroom is very creepy to say the least she's got a bunch of weird dolls stacked in there. You don't go there a lot, but desperate times call for desperate measures.

You knock a few times and try to go in when you hear nothing back. It's locked, she always keeps it locked when she's not there. You sigh.

"What's got you so blue princess ?" Satoru purrs from your side, a wicked grin plastered on his lips and his hands in the pockets of his pants. He's got those damn glasses on again.

He startles you. Damn those vampires and their ability to walk without making any sound. "What are you doing here ?" You ask, unexpectedly loud. You can't help but be surprised, Satoru, Suguru, Kento and Toji are never on this floor—it's yours, Nobara's and Maki's

His grin widens into an amused smile. "I wanted to check up on you. Kento said you were limping."

He coos when you look away. "Pretty princess, are you embarrassed ?" He cradles your cheeks.

"Shutup." You blurt out, but it comes out nearly inaudible with your face squished between his hands.

He chuckles, then briefly pecks your lips, he then gestures to Nobara's door with a tilt of his head, "Are you searching for her ?"

"Yes." You rock on your feet, your hands locked behind your back and look away, like you've been caught doing something you shouldn't, so you add "I haven't seen her all day."

He lets go of your face but his hands don't leave your body yet, he instead places them on your waist, "She's not in the house."

You guessed as much, "Why ?"

"She was sent away on a mission a few hours ago. That happens." He shrugs.

"What kind of mission ?"

You think he might scold you for prying - or brush it off since it's what they always do, except this time he only gives you a peculiar look, but answers anyway,  "Usually it's spying or but tonight it's might be manslaughter, or even torture, since she's being punished."

You stopped questioning their inhumane ways a long time ago, instead what surprises you is the reason she's been sent away. You nearly choke on your own saliva, "And—why would she be punished ?"

He pouts and leans down so he can tower over you, his lips hover yours, "I'm not sure princess." His tone is sickly sweet, "You tell me."