Chap. 015:

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"What do you mean, I have to go?"

Y/N sat in front of Izana who was pacing back and forth, running his fingers through his hair as he was thinking about what to do.

Should he really send her back to those heroes, but still being allowed to see her, or should he keep her here, keep her with him and risk getting his best men and himself locked away.

The girl wore another pretty outfit that Mucho had gifted to her.

This time she wore a short pair of light blue jeans-material dungarees, with only one strap in place. A neon pink cropped compression shirt underneath it with fishnet tights and thigh highs with stripes, black and red color scheme, one pulled up and the other rolled down to her ankle. Her cross-necklace from Taiju as well as her other necklaces from the first night still around her neck.

This time her hair was in two high pigtails, her signature butterfly hairclips in her hair, trying to tame the 'poof' that had happened.

Sanzu had gotten the idea of braiding her wet hair without taking into consideration that she, in fact, does not have such glamorous and silky hair as himself, so now she was left with messily wavy hair.

She had a shocked expression on her face, glancing up at Izana with a worried gaze.

"Look, I may or may not have threatened your dad, and no-"

"You what now?", Mucho asked as he watched how Y/N's face paled.

"You threatened dad?"

"He threatened us more", Ran spoke, cracking his neck while glancing at the girl.

What was the big deal about her?

She was pretty, yeah. Some might even call her beautiful.

But she was ordinary.

Just like every other girl.

So Ran Haitani for once did not understand the entire trouble about this girl.

She was nothing special.

She was merely a pretty face, a pretty girl coming from rich parents.

"Dad doesn't threaten unless he has a reason to."

"I might have spoken a bit rudely-"

"You literally said you'd kill him if he refused to let you have contact with the pretty lady", Rindo continued, he got the hype about the girl.

Maybe because he was closer in age to the girl than his brother. (Is Rindou like Ran's twin or younger brother? I always thought Rindou was 2 years younger... please correct me in case I'm wrong.)

"You what?!", Y/N was worried now.

"Calm down, it sounds worse than it is", Izana spoke as he bent down in front of Y/N squishing her cheeks together with his larger hands.

"Look at me butterfly. I won't force you to go back, you can decide. I just want you to know that your dad threatened to lock us up if we didn't bring you back home. He said you could stay in contact with us if we brought you back now."

Izana placed a quick kiss onto Y/N's cheek before standing back up and continuing to pace back and forth.

Y/N just touched her cheek with a little confused expression. Her mouth in a lowercase 'o' form as she watched Izana pacing around the living room.

She gulped and took a deep breath in before grabbing Izana's wrists, pulling him down and squished his face in between her hands.

"Listen to me Izana Kurokawa."

With that the filipin shut up, looking at Y/N with amazed eyes.

"I will never allow Dad to lock you up. You are an idiot sandwich right now for even thinking that."

Y/N blinked as the other Tenjiku members had to hold in their laughter.

Their leader looked so vulnerable, so confused, so soft at that moment.

"So listen to me closely Izana Kurokawa. I will raise hell upon anybody that dares to try and lock you up. I know I look small and weak, but I can raise the dead, and I will not hesitate to do so to save you from getting locked up. Got it?"

She looked deep into Izana's eyes, and he could feel his heart dropping, the way she spoke with such innocence but had such dark intents behind her words.

Izana nodded, earning a smile and quick peck onto his lips, before Y/N let his face go, clapping her hands together, "Great!"

Now Izana was completely lost, looking at Kakucho who had to look down as to not burst out laughing and show the idiotic smile on his face.

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"My dear!", the older woman called out, engulfing her daughter into a big hug, swiping her off her feet, the father joining the hug as the married couple reconciled with their adopted daughter.

"I-I'm okay!", Y/N exclaimed after she had been let go off, standing on her crutches as she was ushered into the mansion, which was locked right after the girl had entered, where she was, yet again, pulled into a tight hug by her two older brothers.

"Don't you ever run away like that every again", Tensei scolded the girl after having let go of her.

"Let's get you cleaned up and properly dressed my dear", Mia spoke calmly as she ushered the girl to her bedroom, running her a bath and getting something to dress for her and putting it into the bathroom for Y/N to change into.

"There, now you're all done", the adult woman spoke as she gently squeezed the girl's shoulders, after having brushed and bound Y/N's hair into a braid.

Mia had always wanted a daughter, a little girl she could dress up, a daughter whose hair she could brush and style, a daughter she could take shopping, a daughter who she could talk with, a daughter who she could give girl advise to.

And now Mia had exactly that.

An innocent little girl who was her daughter.

Maybe not biological daughter but she still loved the girl like her own blood.

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A/N:

Author here!

I hope you call enjoyed today's chapter, I was thinking about publishing a special chapter for reaching 10K readers, and I'll write how different characters interact with Y/N as requested!

I'll try and focus a bit more on the other's PoV of Y/N to add a bit more psychotic chaos (especially for Mikey and Izana), Taiju will probably also have another grand entrance.

Please leave a vote and a comment with all questions, feedback, ideas!

Have a lovely day / night,
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