égoïste [Akaashi Keiji]

raison #24

I can't really do anything about Shiori-san wanting to stop the pervert on the loose. But, what she said that the pervert said was concerning.

Akaashi sat at his desk, starting at the sheet of paper that was blank. He tapped the pen on the paper once every few seconds, trying to gather his train of thought.

She's trying to do this all herself. How exactly is she going to capture this person? She's got a foundation and has learn how to protect herself, but is it really going to be fine against someone that's been able to avoid police capture for months?

Akaashi put his pen down and left the chair, sitting on his bed.

That person...they've been tailing us for a while now, I think. It might be why they said those words to Shiori-san. If that's the case, why haven't they given up?

I can think of many reasons, but I don't know which one it is.

"Keiji, are you sleeping now?" There was a gentle voice and light knock on the door. His mother opened it ajar, peering in. "Oh, you're not." She let the door open fully and she leaned against the frame.

"What is it, mother?" His mother usually only came to his room to either say goodnight or to talk about something. He was guessing it was the latter.

"Have you decided on the day that Shiori-chan will be coming over?" She smiled when she said her name.

"Not yet. We did decide after Nationals, I think." Akaashi added the last part after a moment.

"If you don't move soon she'll be snatched away by some other person, Keiji."

"Why are you giving me advice for this?" He questioned, utterly curious.

"Why?" She beamed at him, "Isn't it only natural for a mother to want to give her son advice in certain areas?"

"Mother..."

"Yes?"

"Please stop making that face every time you talk about Shiori-san."

"What face?"

"...the one you're making right now."

"Nope." She giggled and grabbed the door handle and began to close the door, "I hope to receive good news soon. But first, focus on rest and volleyball. You have games tomorrow. Goodnight."

"Goodnight."

She switched off the light before closing the door.

Akaashi lay on his bed. It was too hot to use the blankets but it was too cold without them. So he settled for it over his stomach.

"Don't you think Kenma and Kuroo have gotten a lot closer to Shiori?"

"Ah." He stopped his thoughts. They were drifting in and out of different things and different topics. One of them happened to be what Bokuto and he were talking about before they went their separate ways earlier that day.

"I guess so. Kozume and Shiori-san have bonded over games." Akaashi had said at that time.

"Yeah, but have you seen Kuroo? He's acting too familiar with her! Too familiar!" Bokuto emphasised, exploding his hand gestures and facial expressions.

"...isn't he like that with everybody?"

"Maybe? I don't know!"

"Are you jealous, Bokuto-san?" Akaashi had to ask such a question because the current situation begged for it. Why would it bother him in the first place? He wasn't the one who was currently crushing on her.