Chapter 22

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School ended, for both Asia and (F/N). Though Asia had "club activities" to attend to, (F/N) saw fit to head home, no doubt to have to run an errand for Ms. Hyoudou. Of course, the first thing on his mind was also food, and sleep. Though he had lunch, it didn't completely fill his stomach.

With the conclusion of class, (F/N) got to his locker and slipped on civilian shoes.

"(F/N)!" A voice called out. He looked over and saw Imari approach him excitedly, with Minase in tow. "Me and Minase were going to hang out at his place. Do you want to join us? I'm sure we can help you with your homework, or getting used to the culture here!" (F/N)'s eyes blinked a few times, completely new to making actual friends. He secured his shoes to his feet and stood up.

"Uh, I-I appreciate it, but I think I'm just gonna head home and get some sleep," he replied, scratching the back of his head out of slight embarrassment.

"Aww," Imari replied. "Well, okay then. But, if you need any help, feel free to let us know, okay?" She then dragged Minase around to the other side of the locker wall, so that they could switch out their shoes and leave school.

(F/N) closed his locker and turned to leave, only to be stopped by another voice;

"Mr. (L/N)," they said. (F/N) knew this to be Ms. Takashiro. He slowly turned, dreading whatever sort of lecture she would give him this time. But she appeared kindly, and polite. Her face was soft, and she took a deep breath to calm herself. "I apologize if, for the past couple of days, I have been a bit too harsh. I'm sure you understand the stresses of being a teacher."

"I have a pretty good idea," (F/N) replied.

"I've been made aware you're from Europe, correct? Which means you probably haven't been adjusted to Japanese culture."

"I'm doing okay," (F/N) replied, "my...sister has been helpful. So has the family I've been living with." Again, pausing before he says sister, obviously referring to Asia, but at the same time has been hesitant to see her as a sister.

"I see," Ms. Takashiro replied, "well, I hope to be of some help to you, Mr. (L/N). If you have any questions in regards to school, then you can come to me." She then bowed to (F/N). "Have a nice day." Takashiro then left for her office, likely going over the work she has to grade, or whatever kind of club she might advise.

With no other person there to stop him, not even Saeki was in sight, (F/N) turned and left the school building, heading to the gate where his bike was parked. As he left, he could see many guys and girls looking over towards the only exit. Students leaving had their heads turned. (F/N) was curious, given that they were looking towards his bike.

"Who is she?" One person muttered.

"She's so beautiful."

"So hot! Look at her tits!" (F/N) raised an eyebrow at what he was hearing. He rounded the corner and looked over to where they were looking; it was Akeno! She was leaning up against his bike, half-sitting on the seat and looking around at the buildings around her. (F/N) blushed at the sight, Akeno's presence would alone get someone embarrassed, but he knew that she was there for him. Who else in this school? But while the sun shone on her beautiful complexion, perfectly illuminating her expression and facial features, his thoughts traced back to the card he drew from Saeki's tarot deck; the Devil card. He fortified his reserve and approached the bike.

"Fancy seeing you here," (F/N) said, walking over to the chains and unwrapping it from the post. Akeno turned her head the moment she heard his voice, and her smile widened.

"Well, I just wanted to see what your school is like," Akeno replied. (F/N) glanced at her. How did she get here so fast? School just ended and it looked like she was waiting for a few minutes. "And given that you've been here a few times, I was curious about what kind of stores would be here." (F/N) unhooked his bike from the post and rolled the entire thing up, stuffing it away in one of the bags he has.

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