Chapter 39

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     I don't have all that many memories of my father. Even with me having a photographic memory. And it's not because my memories were tampered with.

     I never really saw him that often. He was always working or was busy. So I don't really have a memory of him when he wasn't doing something else that happened to be more important than me.

     So why am I bringing this up? I don't know. Just feel like everything has something to do with mother. Thought I'd switched it up a bit, you know?

     Does this have anything to do with my life currently? No. It doesn't. Though does it ever?

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     Me and Masai wandered around the Omin. It wasn't that long ago that the light show ended and now we were just walking around and talking.

     "So did you like the show? I know it was short," Masai said.

     I nodded. "It was perfect. Just one question, you asked them to tell the tale of the Tokubetsu, didn't you?"

     Masai sighed. "How are you so smart?" He mumbled.

     I laughed. "With you I don't have to be smart. I just have to say 'what would be the most convenient thing for Masai to do at this exact point' and boom. I know exactly what you did."

     Masai started laughing. "That obvious?" He asked.

     "Obvious enough to make all the girls flip. Including Aria, my worlds most popular girl. You should have seen her face when Koro mentioned how much you talk about me."

     Masai started blushing, rubbing his neck embarrassed. "Oh... Umm that. Right. Well, you know," Masai stuttered.

     I started chuckling. "We're friends. I get it. Trust me," I said.

     Masai laughed too. "Exactly. Being the Lord I don't have all that many friends. But the ones I do have I cherish deeply."

     I smiled. "Your so cheesy," I said teasingly.

     Masai smiled. "I may be cheesy but I'm still powerful and here that's all that matters."

     I rolled my eyes playfully. "You're the worst."

    "In what matter may that be? Because I can tell you that I'm very good in certain categories. Like being cheesy," Masai joked.

     I started laughing, lightly punching Masai in the arm. "You sure can't take a complaint, can you?"

    Masai shook his head. "Nope. But I can take a complement," Masai said.

     "If you're expecting one you're going to be waiting for a long while," I teased.

     Masai sighed with defeat. "I'm not winning this battle, am I?"

     I smirked. "It was a good effort."

     There was a silence between us for a second or two before we both started laughing.

     "How are you so good at this?" Masai asked.

     I shrugged. "I've been the outcast at school since sixth grade. I learned pretty quick how to deal with you perfects."

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