Warning: Spoilers of manga.
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"Yukine!?"
"Yato!" Hiyori turns his head to look over at the god who is screaming Yukine's name as soon as he arrive upstairs.
He stopped screaming however when he sees Yukine curling himself into a ball, overwhelmed with guilt.
He reached closer, and asks Hiyori, "What happened?"
A look of sorrow can be seen in her face, but she didn't say anything.
Yato sits next to her, and finally she spoke up. She clench her fingers together on her lap.
"Nora."
I knew it, Yato thought to himself. "What did he do?"
"She—,"
Hiyori bit her bottom lip.
"—kissed Yukine."
His jaw drops. "WHAT?"
"But that's not all," She rubbed her left hand on her right forearm. "She even tells Yukine how useless he is. And that, Yukine should just quit being your regalia, because she stated herself is better for you. And now—Yukine's depressed." She looks over to the still-curled-up-in-a-ball Yukine with a sorrow look.
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тιєѕ ↭ yatori
Fanfictie tī/ verb; connect; link. "self-respect is closely tied up with the esteem in which one is held by one's peers" /in which ties that has been cut- can be broken into two halfs, or- the two halfs were destinied and ties themselves on their own. St...