My love reaches deeper [BOOK 2]

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◇AUTHOR NOTE◇

HEADS UP! Akuma's name has changed to Yuto in case you haven't seen my redesign post in the MLRD
One-shot book!
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Hina and Tsukiko step inside Studio B

Scripts in hand, they face Toshirou and two others, looking over their script before closing her eyes.

"Do you hold no morality! Do you believe joining the Shibuya cluster would prove a point?" Hina asks, a fierce look in her eyes as she faces Tsukiko.

"A point? I'm not here to prove a point. I'm here to clean that head of yours right off!" Tsukiko points his rolled up script like a sword towards

"You were never like this, what has changed!" Hina extended her hands out.

"For someone who always has an open mind, you're really arrogant. You can't even see how you affected me!" Tsukiko shouts.

"Okay, that's great." Toshirou holds up a hand, stopping the two as they face away from each other. "Next, Akane." Tsukiko and Hina took the initiative and stepped towards the side. Hina looks over her script again before turning towards Tsukiko.

"You're working really hard, it's impressive to see." Hina points out. "Thanks." Tsukiko only mutters, his eyes heavily focused on the book in his hand. Hina notices and peeks over. "Is there something wrong?"

Tsukiko looks at her, taking a small glance at Toshirou before scooting closer. "They literally got Tsukuyomi's character all wrong." He said through gritted teeth.

"I read the manga when I was accepted as Tsukuyomi. He's cold yet he still holds care for Amaterasu, he just hides with a tough exterior."

"And in here they make him seem like he's being immature and Amaterasu level headed one when in the original work she had flaws too." Tsukiko lets out a sigh, closing his script and leaning back against the wall.

"How so?" Hina asks, tilting her head. "I'll lend you the manga and you'll see for yourself." Tsukiko responds as he crosses his arms. "Eh? Why can't you just tell me." Hina grumbles. "Because I know you'll agree with me, we're friends after all!" Tsukiko grins.

Hina sighs but nods anyway, looking at her script again. "Amaterasu... what kind of character are you...?"

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