[DMMD] You Saved Me... (Aoba x Reader)

Chapter 8: A Strange Costumer and Visitor

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(Y/n POV)

"You're kidding me. They said a stray cat tore the guts out of a mouse type Allmate. You should be careful too Ren." Aoba said to his Allmate.

"Definatly." he replied.

Then the door opened.

"Good afternoon!" Aoba said.

"Welcome to Junk Shop Mediocrity!" I said after.

The guy looked around.

He wad wearing a lot of bright green and black. He had piercings all over his face, and a hat with a sort of scary emogi on it. He had blonde hair and gold eyes like Aoba's eyes.

"Now this has a really retro feel." he said.

"Can we help you find something?" Aoba asked.

The guy then looked at us.

"It's right here.." he said reaching out to us.

It looked a bit creepy, but Then he grabbed something from behind us.

He looked at it. "I've never seen anyone carry these." he said.

He set it on the counter in front of Aoba.

"So, would you like to buy it?" Aoba asked. The guy kept a straight face.

I didn't like the look of this guy, he seems like bad luck.

I gave him a little glare.

"If your not, or you wanna see something like it, I'd be happy to look in our inventory." Aoba suggested.

The guy said nothing.

"And I guess, that maybe your not...." Aoba said awkwardly. "So, uh.. how will you be paying?"

He then put his fist in the scanner, making the "blip".

I looked at him.

He kept his straight face and walked out of the shop.

"Thank you sir, please come back again." Aoba said, a small glare on his face.

"What's his deal? Seriously. People are getting weirder and weirder." I said.

(Time Skip)

After we closed the shop, Aoba and I took a walk back home. Aoba had his headphones on.

I looked around the place. It hasn't really changed a lot.

I've lived here in Midorijima for about 20 years. I moved here with my parents when I was about 2 years old. By the time I was 15, my dad died and my mom suggested I'd get a part time job.

Then.....

My train of thoughts were stopped when I looked at the three brats from the shop. They ran up to a woman, who I assume was their mother.

Midorijima is probably one of biggest cities I've ever lived, the development was high enough, and thanks to the government for buling the Platinum Jail. People say they live in "perfect pleasure" as they call it. Well, if you ask me. I would say living in the Old Residential District is my home alone and that's that.

After a long walk, Aoba and I finally reached home.

Aoba took out his keys and unlocked the door.

"What the hell?" he said. "What is it?" I asked

"What's going on?" Ren asked.

"I locked the door today, right?" Aoba asked.