𝓜𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓘𝓷𝓯𝓪𝓽𝓾𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷

𝟎𝟎𝟒

"You've joined the cooking club, Yui-nii? That's so cool!" Muichiro gushed as we walked to school.

"Yup. Amao-kun's pretty nice, but he seems more interested in Y/N than me," Yuichiro huffed, glancing over at me.

Muichiro laughed and wiggled his eyebrows.

"Seems like somebody has a crush on N/N!" He teased, wrapping an arm around my shoulder.

Yuichiro scoffed, his eyes darkening.

"He better not. Or I'll rip him to shreds."

"Huh?" I hummed, not really paying attention to what they were saying.

"Oh, nothing!" Muichiro said quickly, "Y'know, there's a martial arts club here! You should join them, N/N-nee, seeing as you were in the martial arts club back at Kimetsu!"

"I only joined because our friends were there... I don't wanna join a club full of strangers..." I huffed.

"Oh, c'mon, it'll be fun!"

"No."

Muichiro sighed, his grip on my shoulder loosening.

"Well, you don't have to join, but at least visit the club room! Who knows? You might enjoy it!"

"... Fine..."

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"Do I really have to go...?" I grumbled under my breath as Mui dragged me out of class.

"Yeah! You promised me,
N/N-nee!" He replied, crossing the corner down a long hallway.

"No, I didn't."

"Well... You said you would go, so that's basically a promise!"

He dragged me down the hallway and crossed another corner to a room that was labeled as the 'Martial Arts Club.' I was having serious second thoughts, but Mui opened the door before I could say anything.

Inside, there were five people. Two people were sparring in the middle, two others were sitting nearby, and the fifth was standing with his arms crossed by the window. The one standing seemed to be the club leader since he had a red armband. He had black eyes and hair that was a bit spiked. He turned to look at us at the door, and he put on a friendly smile.

"Ah, hello there! You two must be the new kids! I thought there would be one more of you, though," he said in a bold voice.

"There is, but he's in the cooking club," Mui responded, "I'm Tokito Muichiro, and this is my sister,
Y/N. She'd like to check out your club!"

"Really, now? Well, don't you worry! I'll get you nice and settled in!"

"I don't want to join," I said bluntly, "I'm just being forced to check this place out."

The boy laughed and shook his head. He kinda reminds me of Kyo-san.

"Well, aren't you straightforward? I like that! My name is Masuta Budo! If it wasn't obvious already, I'm the leader of the martial arts club!"

"Alright! I'll leave you two to it!"

Mui quickly left, leaving me all alone. I looked at Budo warily, but he simply smiled and led me over to show me how their club functioned.

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I didn't join the club, but it was fun, I guess. I started making my way downstairs, but about halfway through, my mind went blank. I looked around in confusion. Where was I going? I started wandering through the hallway aimlessly.

"Hey! You there!"

I didn't stop at the voice, thinking that the person was talking to someone else.

"I'm speaking to you! The girl with the long H/C hair! Hello?"

I stopped with a groan and turned to look behind me. A boy with curly purple hair was walking over to me, an annoyed look on his face. His hair was tied into a side ponytail that kinda reminded me of a tornado. He also had on a flowy red cape, like he was some sort of king or something.

"How dare you not stop for the Sunobu Kizano?" He demanded, coming to a stop in front of me.

"Who?" I asked, raising a brow.

He tsked and looked me up and down. His eyes softened ever so slightly upon getting a good look at my face.

"You're the new girl, aren't you?" He asked.

He didn't give me time to answer before he grabbed my hand and kissed it. I grimaced and quickly pulled it away. Gross... He gave me a tight smile and tilted his head.

"And what's your name, beautiful?" He asked.

Is he trying to flatter me?

"... Tokito Y/N," I murmured.

He nodded approvingly, like I needed his approval to have my name.

"Well, since you're new, I'll let you ignore me slide! I am Sunobu Kizano, the leader of the drama club!" He introduced, putting a hand on his chest for some flair, "And might I say, you are a sight for sore eyes! You know, there's a play coming up in a few weeks. I'm going to Romeo, but I have yet to find a Juliet. Will you-?"

"No," a voice said from behind me.

I let out a quiet sigh of relief when Yuichiro walked up from behind me and put a hand on my shoulder. The brunette boy from yesterday was also with him, watching us with interest. More like me, actually. I noticed that his gaze was trained on me.

"No, she won't be your Juliet," he said, narrowing his eyes at the drama boy whose name I've already forgotten.

The boy's smile tightened even.

"Ah... And you must be one of her brothers," he said.

"I am. Yuichiro. Don't forget it."

They glared at each other for a moment before Yui tugged at my arm.

"C'mon, N/N, let's go."

He started pulling me down the hallway.

"Remember, the offer is always open, darling!" The boy called out from behind me.

When we made it outside, I suddenly felt a chill run down my spine. It felt as if someone was watching me. I glanced at Yui, but he seemed fine. Maybe it's only my imagination...

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