𝓜𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓘𝓷𝓯𝓪𝓽𝓾𝓪𝓽𝓲𝓸𝓷

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I woke up the next morning in the living room with my head resting on Yuichiro's and Hanakō's head in my lap. Muichiro was on the other side of Yuichiro, and Taro and Osano were on the couch. I think we were watching something last night but ended up falling asleep.

I lightly pushed Hanakō off of me and stood, stretching out my arms with a yawn. I rubbed my eyes and walked over to the kitchen to see if we had any snacks. When I looked in the fridge, it was pretty barren. I could've sworn we had more food yesterday. These pigs... Either that, or I remembered wrong.

"You guys had quite the sleepover last night," I heard my mother say as she walked over to me, "I need to go grocery shopping."

She glanced at me for a moment and back at the boys. A few of them seemed to be stirring awake.

"Mmm... I'd ask you to go, but... Oh, um, what was his name again? Osoma?"

"Osano?"

"Yes, yes, Osano!"

I glanced back at them and saw that Osano was already awake. He groaned quietly and glanced at my mother.

"I'm sorry to bother you so early in the morning, dear, but would you mind going grocery shopping with Y/N? It shouldn't take too long, I have a-"

"Okay," he said, not waiting for her to finish.

She sighed in relief and pushed a small paper in my hand.

"I just gave Y/N the grocery list, so you two should have no problems! Stay safe."

My mother pressed a kiss on my cheek before walking back to her bedroom. I glanced at Osano, wondering why he wanted to go with me. Honestly, I thought he hated my guts. He seemed to notice my gaze and crossed his arms.

"It's not like I want to go with you or anything! I'm just going because... Um... So your mom doesn't worry about you! Yeah..."

I looked at him, unimpressed, to which he huffed and headed for the door.

"Whatever! Just come on!"

We were both still in our pajamas, so we just put coats on over them and went outside.

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I looked around the grocery store absentmindedly. The store near Kimetsu wasn't this big, was it? I can't remember... I heard Osano groan, and he grabbed my hand and pulled me along.

"Come on, you idiot! You're gonna get lost if you keep looking around like that!" He said, looking down at the paper in his hand.

He grabbed a few things from different shelves. Mostly essentials. And a bunch of snacks. After maybe half-an-hour, he started dragging me to the check-out station.

"Y/N-chan?"

I glanced to see who called out to me. It's the brown-haired boy who was with Yui when the Romeo boy was talking to me. Didn't he also offer me food once? What's his name again? As if he read my mind, he smiled and spoke again.

"It's me, Odayaka Amao!" He glanced over at Osano, and I could've sworn his smile faltered, but only slightly. "Najimi."

"Odayaka."

They just stared at each other for a few moments before Amao looked back at me, his smile bright again.

"You know, Y/N-chan, Yuichiro-kun has told me a lot about you! You should stop by my parents' bakery one day! I'm sure you'll love their-"

"She's not interested," Osano cut him off, dragging me away.

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Amao's smile was tight as he stood before Osano. He glanced over at Y/N, who was standing nearby and cloud gazing without a care in the world. What a sweet girl. So oblivious to the things around her. She may be strong, but she makes herself seem so helpless. He couldn't help but find it adorable!

Osano cleared his throat, causing his train of thoughts to end. His smile quickly faded as he glared at the redhead.

"Who the fuck do you think you are?" Osano spat.

"Who do you think you are?" Amao shot back, "I was just trying to speak to her. 'She's not interested.' Oh, please! I'm sure she'd rather be with me than a boy who insults her on a daily basis."

Osano got closer to Amao, his face red in anger. He pressed his index finger onto his chest.

"You better watch your back, baker boy. You're lucky that Y/N is here. You would be dead already."

"Is that a threat?"

"You bet your fake ass smile it is."

Amao laughed and pushed Osano away, not in the least bit intimidated by him.

"We'll see who ends up dead in the end... And it most certainly won't be me."

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A/N: Y/N's a little dense (and deaf). Bear with her 🙏🏽

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