Weak (Tokyo Revengers x MHA x Female Reader)

Chap. 25:

Chap. 25:

"This place is huge", Y/N muttered, twisting her neck while looking around the giant mansion.

"Remember it?"

"A bit, but not much..."

"Do you still know where your room is?", Keung asked his granddaughter, a little smile on his old face as he followed the girl as she explored her grandfather's house.

"It was this one, right?"

"Of course. You asked for this room yourself, for the white doors and golden handles."

"Yeah, I was set on that, wasn't I?"

The man nodded with a little laugh as he watched the girl enter her room, it was at the first-floor and had nine-meter walls and a dome-like ceiling, everything was in light tones, she was always a grandpa's-princess.

She had a king-sized bed across from the window-wall, vines ranking up the walls up the ceiling-large book-shelves, a vanity, stool, a desk and a comfortable chair behind it. Paintings hung on the walls, the entrance to a huge walk-in-closet, the size of her old room. It was gigantic.

"Why don't you get settled in a bit, and at dinner I'll introduce you to the rest, okay?"

"The rest?"

"The rest of the family. Your uncle and cousin. And tomorrow you'll be accompanying me to my meetings, okay?"

"What about school?", Y/N asked, looking at her grandfather with those light lilac doe-eyes.

"Such an ambitious student. I'll see what I can do", the man answered as he left the room, leaving the girl to wander around her room.

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"Izana!", Y/N called out, getting up from her bed and running towards the boy, hugging him as the elderly man smiled to himself.

"Young Love...", he muttered, looking at the locket of his late-wife.

"Y/N, you're glowing."

"Huh?', the girl asked with a confused expression, looking up at the taller boy who guided her to sit on the huge arm-chair, placing himself across from her, sitting on the couch.

"Being with your real family seems to be good for you", he stated, "Everything about you seems healthier."

Y/N smiled to herself at this, "I guess so", she muttered, taking a big bite out of her lemon-tart.

Keung coughed before he spoke up, "I will be in my office should you need me", with that he left the room after seeing his granddaughter nodding and waving happily.

"So, Keung told me you wanted to change schools?"

"Yeah. I mean Tenya is still in my class, and I think it'll be pretty awkward to see him again. And I don't want to see him again! Not because I hate him! God no! Just... I know that what I did hurt him, and I don't want to see him being sad..."

"You have a good heart. Too good for yourself", Izana started, gently caressing the girl's hand, she had stopped wearing gloves all the time.

Exposing her scarred hands to the world, or those she deemed trustworthy enough.

Izana was one of those lucky ones, especially being allowed to touch her hands.

"I know. Gramps says it all the time."

"He's a wise man", Izana said, giving Y/N a knowing smile to which Y/N giggled.

"I've been talking with Keung. And we came to agree that sending you to a public school would be too much of a hassle, and way too dangerous. So we've decided to send you to a private academy. One for the rich kids of Japan. Okay? I'll make sure to have some of my men there as well, just to be on the safer side."