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• That kid...
"W-where'd Kenma go!" Hajime helplessly looked around the castle with the help of Matsukawa and Hanamaki.
Anytime now the two gods would return with minus one spirit.
'Oikawa has three of us but (Y/n)...'
Checking the toilet seat, Hanamaki regrouped with the rest upstairs on the balcony where the Star god and her spirit came from.
Panting, "Any luck?" Matsukawa said.
The almost-pink-haired haired shook his head, "Checked every nook and cranny alright..."
Hajime brewed with anger inside, fists clenched at his single error of keeping his eyes off him.
"It's your guys's fault for getting me distracted!" He burst out, furious, and anxious about the god's arrival.
"-You gave him ideas too!" Hanamaki butt in, "Then this makes it a team effort!" He high-fived Matsukawa.
Pissed at their sudden change in demeanor, Hajime crossed his arms and stared at the sky, waiting for the shooting star Kenma called upon hours earlier.
"Oh yeah, you could see the stars better at night!" Matsukawa chipped in.
Hanamaki hung on his shoulder with a stupid grin, "Good job Iwaizumi!"
All sat crisscrossed on the wooden tiles on the balcony, waiting for any moment that a star would at least twinkle at them. Occasional breezes would either cause one or the other to shiver during their wait.
"You already got the hang of it alright!" Someone shouted from the skies, "Hah! My spirit is cooler than yours Oikawa!"
Iwaizumi squints his eyes at the incoming dot, "Could it be-"
"-Ain't no way..." The other two said in unison with their jaws dropped.
"That's Oikawa!" Hajime pointed at the person dangling on the edge of the star, "Make room for them 'cause that star's a big one!"
Hanamaki and Matsukawa immediately got out of the way, hiding behind the door frame with an eye out.
(Y/n)'s (h/c) hair caught the eye of the Blessed angel, and she and Kenma forcefully yanked Oikawa off of (Y/n)'s star. She waved around a golden key to Iwaizumi, turning her back on him as they left The Realm of abundance.
"I-I never want to ride a star ever again..." The God of abundance raised an arm, asking to be lifted from his stomach on the ground.
Obvious tears and boogers ran down the brunette's face, his flamboyant hair puffed up from the wind he went through at high speeds.
Matsukawa chuckled, "Yuck."
"Ew dude," Hanamaki said, disgusted.
Iwaizumi's crossed arms already told Oikawa enough, but he had the nerve to open his mouth either way.
"No one's going to help you up with that hand filled with snot." He turned his heel away.
Stricken with disrespect, Oikawa clenched his fists while bent, "I'm your Guide and you do as I say!" He threw a tantrum on the wooden tiles, "Hanamaki, Matsukawa I hope the thought of becoming a blessed spirit never crosses your mind because it would never happen in centuries, or even millenniums!"
The three spirits shared annoyed looks about Oikawa's antics, there's something that has to piss him off every day, in each millennium he'd been alive in.
"(Y/n) got a key to open up a new realm, I'm so proud of her!" The god of abundance wails as he rolls on the tiles of his castle.
"A key?!" Iwaizumi interjects, "He finally gave it to her?"
Oikawa sat up straight, focused, "Ushijima finally put his nasty differences aside, I believe he had to keep his looks upright as other gods caught wind about (Y/n)."
Matsukawa sighs, "They're a few millenniums too late for noticing then."
"Oh and Kenma, how'd he appear on the same star as you two?" Hajime turned to Oikawa dumbfoundedly.
The Deity held his head, "We just found him on the way here, no biggie."
"I just wonder what color (Y/n)'s fortune slip would be." He rubbed his chin.
Iwaizumi clasped his hands together, "That says a lot for a god, doesn't it?"
"It's such a clear sign to tell if you're from the underworld or not." Oikawa stared emptily at his realm, "Ushijima, from the deepest pits of evil..."
"Idiots."
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(Y/n) and Kenma flew past the night skies, into the white void of the in-between space that separates realms instead of using geographic elements.
Through the heavy wind, she guided the star they rode on, the Garden of Phlox Flowers stood out from the rest of the vacant white orbs where (Y/n) could've used her key.
Kenma's eyes focused on their destination as he used his arms to block the heavy winds from his face.
'Here again?'
"Why are you fixated on that orb, Kenma?" Her (e/c) eyes interrogated him despite her smiling face.
His brows raised, "How could you tell?"
A god who acts normally, how, and why?
'Why can she be so intimidating at times?'
The star halted, unable to enter the realm.
"You think that I can't feel the heat of people's eyes?!" She said playfully as if she were irritated.
She extended out her arm to him, innocence in her eyes as Kenma felt the star below him dwindle, the pointed edges leaving room for him to dangle his feet.
(Y/n) watched as Kenma failed to get the memo, yanking him off the stars as carefully stepped foot on circular stairs of several platinum white stars.
Guiding him by the hand, she swiftly went down the path she laid out to the Black Box, the golden key in her pocket glowed and grew more and more attracted to the keyhole as if it needed to be near the box.
Every few steps the two-toned-haired male would mess up his footing, not knowing where he should step on as the stars went transparent after (Y/n) had stepped on them.
The weight on her hand grew, and she fell backward, the stars that were fading away shined again on contact with her yanked-over body.
"Kenma!" She peered over the stars which cushioned her fall, "Whatever you do, don't let go!"
His flushed face avoided eye contact with her, it was obvious that he couldn't keep up.
Only if...
'I just said something...'
"Magic can't be summoned here, only if you use it before setting out to the Heavenly Yard!"(Y/n) grabbed onto Kenma with her empty hand, tightening around his wrist, "No matter what, do not let go!" The Star God felt as if she were going to get pulled down with him, she used her foot to hook herself onto one of her stars.
