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Three Months later...
Morning. 7:23am.
[Specifying the location of the love birds: Living Room]Mother suddenly gushed over me. Hugging the life out of me then Motomi who looked confused. I had the same look as him.
I looked over to father with a questioning look. He sighed then stood up and walked to mother.
"Oh hunny! Our son has already grown to find his own sweetheart of life!" Mother continued to talk the same thing while she cried out of joy. All me and Motomi could do was to tilt our heads, confused and no one would tell us why.
Even Hitomi was laughing hard that he fell off the couch. Miki took hold of him while chuckling and blushing once in a while.
Oh, yes! This reminds me! 'You' have to catch up with everything that had happened these past months.
~~~flashback(s)~~~
That one time during my black-out, Motomi told me...
(Motomi's Perspective)
After he ran into a wall, I immediately took off to his side. Worried but let out a relieved sigh as there was not a hint of serious wound.
I chuckled silently at his always clumsiness. Though, that clumsy side of his may be cute but it could be a trouble sometimes.
(---flashback---)
Heita was holding a glass while cleaning the table. I walked to his side and asked if he needs any help. He yelped in surprise and drop the glass onto the hard tile of the kitchen floor. He glared at me while I shrugged and monotonously said,"You know I'm in the kitchen, must have something serious drilled into that conscious mind."He just blushed while resuming collecting the glass pieces with his bare hands. Again, a wrong move. He yelped as he accidentally cutted his fingers and dropped the glass piece onto the floor which shattered into smaller pieces.
I sighed and shook my head. I grabbed his unwound hand and drag him to the bathroom nearby. I tended his cut.
"Let me handle this, buddy. You know this is my work. Take a rest upstair while I clean, okay?"
He nodded while he pouted and slowly walked upstairs but once in a while sending a glance back then moved on. I smiled and worked on cleaning the mess. I sighed.
(---end flashback---)
That was how clumsy he can be even once. I smiled while hugging the unconscious boy.
I noticed Hitomi standing next to us uncomfortable while looking everywhere. He sighed and finally spoke,"Sorry.. I tend to let desire get a good hold of me but I'm starting to like you.. I don't know, just that you're cute and volatile at first look.."
'Oh no! Is that a confession?! Oh no!'
I stood up and faced him,"I'm sorry.. I already have someone.."
He looked crushed for a bit but then smiled unwillingly and said,"No worry, I already doubt that.. Well I guess I'll be going first."
I met his gaze and asked,"Aren't you here to meet Heita's mum and dad?"
As he was about to reply the door swung open, showing a lady in her late twenties with black long silky hair tied in a bun and dark-violet colored eyes behind a black spectacle. Dressed in a pink blouse and long, dark blue trouser while being covered by her long, light brown coat. This must be Heita's mum.
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My Angel, A Beast?! [Completed]
Historia CortaHeita Fulcurn is an otaku who likes to draw female characters. His latest artwork just happens to look like the male housekeeper from a list of 'house keepers for work' named Motomi Gareshi. In order to see his character in flesh, he decided to hire...