"𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙙𝙞𝙚𝙙 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙖𝙙𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙠𝙞𝙣𝙜?"
⤅in which the leader of the infamous girl gang, 'decay of angels', gets tangled up with one of the known gangs around the area, 'tokyo manji gang'.
𝙨𝙖𝙣𝙤 '𝙢𝙞𝙠𝙚𝙮' 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙟𝙞𝙧𝙤 𝙭 𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚...
when takemichi came to his senses, he noticed that he was back to where he used to work- at a dvd rental store stocking the shelves.
"i'm at work...?"
he looked around the familiar store as he tried to rack his brain- an idea suddenly popping up as he searched his pockets for his phone.
hina's death... is nowhere to be found!
"takemichiiii, are you slacking off?" his young manager asked him, making him pocket the device back as he continued to arrange the shelves.
"was everything just a dream...?"
he absentmindedly stacked the dvd's back to the shelves as he wondered if all of the time-traveling that he did was just a fiction of his imagination.
naoto-!
the male suddenly remembered the person who was aiding him at his travels, dashing out the store as his manager called out for him.
"sorry! i'm taking the day off!"
he ran through the streets as he took out his phone to search for the officers' number- but it seemed as though he didn't have any of his contacts.
as takemichi tried to find answers on his device, a timed reminder popped up on the screen.
beauty salon today, 21:00
coincidentally enough, the male was standing in front of a beauty salon as he read through the reminder, making him look up at the salon.
a blonde male clad in black and wearing sunglasses walked out of the doors, bidding someone goodbye.
"make sure to lock up when you're done cleaning, sendou." the mention of the name made takemichi's eyes widened as the figure continued to walk on the sidewalk.
he couldn't help but tear up at the sight of his middle school friend who still sports the same hairstyle as before.
"akkun!" sendou turned towards him as he nodded his head as a greeting, sweat dropping as tears began to roll through takemichi's face.
"what's your problem?" he asked, making the male furiously wipe his eyes as he shrugged him off- sendou laughing at his actions.
"come in already man."
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"akkun, did you become a hair stylist?" takemichi asked as he sat comfortably at one of the plush leather chairs as he watched his friend tidy up the place.
"i'm still on training, i told you this before!" sendou said as he dusted off the tabletops, before moving on to the windows.
"i called you here because next month, i'm finally able to cut people's hair!" the male turned towards takemichi with a grin on his face.
"you'll be my first customer! y'know, like we promised."
despite having to cry moments ago, takemichi felt his eyes water as his mind went back to the day where takemichi made sendou promise him that if he ever does become a hairstylist, then he should be his first customer.
