The normal guy in Cote

A good day

Tick Tock*

Ah Crap.

Tick Tock*

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Tick Tock*

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The explosion turned most of my body to ash again.

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I opened my eyes slowly.
Today's the day before The sport test. I haven't really attend class for the past week. Or show up to the practice. Horikita and Hirata both asked me what I'm going to do. I told them that there's no loop hole in this test. Well not ones they would exploit. So I just told them to prepare to face this test head on and not to worry about me.

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I checked the clock. It's already evening again. I should probably get my schedule back to normal soon.

Who am I kidding? There's no way I'm getting all these things back to normal with that abomination loose.

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I turned on the shower.

Pitter Pitter Pitter Pitter*

I can feel each individual water droplets hitting my body.

When should I actually fight him though? If I'm right after I win my fight against him every thing is going to become a blank canvas and it will be the characters- No, the people in this world to decide what's next.

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I turned off the shower and get the towel to dry myself. But when I looked myself in the mirror I realized.

I'm jacked?

I actually have some muscle now. Not only that I also grew some facial hair. Probably because of last week.

Man I look stupid. I don't look good with facial hair at all.

But before I can insult myself more-

Knock Knock*

Hm?

I put on a T-shirt and the school uniform pants.

I opened the door to see-

"Kei?"

"......um hi, Kazuya-kun."

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At the cafe

Gulp . Gulp . Gulp*

"You sure, you want to pay for this? I have a lot of points. I can pay for this no problem." I ask her.

"It's fine. I'll pay as a thank you. After all we haven't hang out after that you know?."

"You don't have to pay for this as a thank you. I did it for myself at that time."

"Mhm" she shakes her head. "I'll pay."

After that was an awkward silence. I'm pretty sure she wants to ask me a lot of things but she's considering my feelings.

"So uh are you ok?" She asks.

"Yeah, better then ever."

"I mean actually. Are you actually ok?"

"....... I'm fine."
"........ could be better but fine."

"So, what were you doing the past week? You didn't even attend the class for even once."

"Drugs."

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