Y/N's Journey to a "Normal life" in Date a Live

Warped Mirror

Beast opened her eyes as a feeling of being dragged on the ground was the cause. Her eyes landed on the masked man, currently dragging her. She struggled her way out of his grip as she stands up. Struggling to gain her balance, due to her big metal claws.

Looking at the masked man Infront of her, she charges using her claws. Well...try to atleast. Struggling to even move an inch because of her claws dragging her down.

Due to the cuff she wore, she is currently just, as norm human being.

Which was unexpected, y/n admitted. Due to the fact, that she's a pure spirit.

His attention was caught, by her struggling to even move her claws.

"Pfft."  Now, this is hilarious. Y/n said to himself.

It's like watching, small child trying to be strong. Well I guess I should call her Big Child now.  Y/n comments to himself.

"How cute~" Y/n commented. Still being ignored by her, as she desperately struggles to lift up her claws. Evident by her heavy breathing.

She angrily looked at the giggling masked man, infront of her. As she then looked around her, to see her ten swords gone. She glared at the masked man again, adamant that it's his doing.

Catching on, on to her thought. Y/n kamuid out the ten swords, just out of her reach.

Smirking smugly, he questioned.
"Awwwww~ are you looking for those?"

Beast looked at the appearance of her ten swords that's out of her reach. She glared at the masked man again. That is currently looking down at her.

Taking off the metal claws, she went for the swords. She quickly grabbed the pen-shaped sword, and tried to write in the air. But it didn't work. The other swords disappeared in a vortex, along with the claws.

Interesting. Y/n thought. Baffled at the fact that her spirit prowess didn't work, the only thing remains are the weapon constructs. He doesn't know how...but hey, free weapons.

Beast glared at the pen-sized sword, confused on why it doesn't work. She glared at the mask man, and charge at him.

Only for for him to just move to side and grabbed her wrist, making her let go of the pen-sized sword. As it also disappeared in a vortex.

"That wasn't very nice." Y/n comments.

Beast just growled at him, in response.

Y/n looked at his non-existent watch, and let go one of her wrist. As he drag her along with him, continuing their journey.

Beast could only glare at him as he continued to drag her, knowing she's at his mercy. But still thinking a way for escape, as for now she waits for the opportunity.

Beast looked around her, seeing all the destruction she caused with little to no guilt.

As she looked at rubble's, she spotted a woman, resembling a certain gothic lolita.

The adult woman with questionable fashion sense, looked at masked man with the imprisoned Beast, and states
"So you're back. Tobi wannabe~"

~TimeSkip~

Shiori was currently on a date with Origami, aamant to seal her spirit powers. As the others watches from Ratatoskr, on edge, not knowing what's gonna happen next.

Either it will go badly due to DEM interfering, or smoothly thus resetting the timeline. Getting her normal life with the spirits, and Tonamachi...Mika. Shiori said to herself.

"Only time will tell." Shiori states, looking at her reflection.

Exiting the girls bathroom, she goes to their table. She spotted Origami, trying to lick her spoon?

"O-Origami?!" Shiori called out. Trying to process, on what's currently happening.

Origami spotted Shiori, and looked at herself. Origami looked at the situation, where she currently is holding shiori's spoon with her tongue out.

She turned red at her realization, and tried to explain herself to Shiori.

"Th-this isnt what you think! Your spoon fell off the table so I was picking it up!"

Seeing Shiori isn't paying attention, but was instead just smiling awkwardly. Origami banged the table, to express how "serious" she was. Only fer her action to cause the glass of iced water to spill on Shiori.

Seeing the cause of her action, Origami tried to apologize. "Sorry!"

Shiori reassured her that it's fine. Expressing that she didn't really need to worry about it.

"It's fine. See? It'll dry quickly" Shiori states, as she demonstrate by showing her tummy.

Only for Origami to quickly get her phone, and start taking pictures of her tummy, as origami continues to deny that she's a pervert.

"O-Origami?!" Shiori questioned, Origami's current actions.

Origami "Huh? Why am I... No! Believe me, Itsuka!"

"My body is moving on their own!" Origami exclaimed.

"Please, believe me!" Origami shouts, as she continued to freak out.

In this past few days, y/n has been testing beast's saturation if its reduced to a normal human.

Everytime y/n takes a break, y/n would bring out a table, and soy flour bread in a bowl. Testing if beast would take it, or not. But for him, he takes out a box of doughnut.

Though Everytime he does this, Beast would only glare at him suspiciously, as y/n would only respond with a eye smile. Yet every time, he would catch her staring at the soy flour bread.

A grumbling noise was heard, which garners the attention of y/n.

Hilarious. Y/n states in his mind, as he began snickering and laugh outload.

Making Beast disturbed, by the laughing maniacal masked man. Looking like a toddler, looking at something incomprehensible.

"You should eat that now. The moment I finish my coffee, that will be gone too." The masked man states in a serious voice, vastly different from before.

In response to his statement, Beast quickly grabbed the bowl of soy flour bread, and started eating it like a wild animal.

After finishing his coffee, he look towards beast with an empty bowl on the table. Seemingly done, he took out a glass of water, and placed it on the table. Beast looks towards the glass of water, and began to drink it.

As y/n looks in surprised that she didn't break it, y/n began to reach out for the empty glass after she finished. Beast looks at masked man reaching for the empty glass, only for her to back away and smash the glass.

The masked man sighed, tiredly.

At this brief moment, beast looks behind the masked man. To see a familiar looking woman in a black dress, with a flintlock point behind the masked man's head.