ꜱᴛʀᴏɴɢᴇꜱᴛ [ʜᴇᴀᴠʏ ᴇᴅɪᴛɪɴɢ ꜱᴏᴏɴ]

ᴛʜᴇ ᴇxᴄʜᴀɴɢᴇ ᴇᴠᴇɴᴛ

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"I wish I could live without you.
But you're a part of me."

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Satoru and I decided to go with the Tokyo crew over to the meeting room.

Whilst everyone was discussing logistics, I couldn't help but remain in my thoughts. I was thinking of everything, yet nothing all at the same time.

When I had genuinely thought I was over Geto, everything just had to come crashing down in the form of a headache.

I wonder what he'd be doing now?

"Y/N?" I didn't even hear my name being called.

"Y/N!" That shook me into reality, and I finally turned to the source, who seemed to be one of the 4th years.

I hummed at them, furrowing my brows as I was confused as to what was going on.

"We were asking what you thought our strategy should be going into the game. Are you alright?" She softened her eyes at me, and I just nodded in response.

"I'm fine, but I believe you should heed a more systematic approach to the game. We have five grade 2 sorcerers, two semi grade 1 sorcerers, and a grade 4." I stood up, making my way to the wall as I leant on it.

"We're not really aware of the Kyoto students' grade statuses, but I am well aware of Atsuya Kusakabe, the semi first grade, and briefly spoke to Miya Miyuki, grade 3. Honestly, try your hardest to read their cursed energy output if you can, and if you're either on par or above them, fight them. Kusakabe's the only real threat from what I know, so watch out for him. That's all I have for you." I rested a hand on my hip, gazing out of the window.

"Wise words from Y/N! Anyways, I guess we can all agree that Ijichi's useless, so just use him as the messenger!" Satoru tried to input, but just earned a slap on the head from Nanami.

The rest of the discussion was beyond me, and I couldn't even fully tune in: once again, I was sucked into a drowning pit of nothingness.

Before I knew it, the games were about to begin.

I quickly wished the group good luck, and was on my way to the viewing room, Satoru following close behind.

"N/N! Slow down!" Satoru whined. I just sighed and swivelled around, allowing the sorcerer to catch up to me. Upon doing so, he instantly swung his arm over my shoulders, something he always did.