JSHK|| His 2nd Assistant 《Tsᴜᴋᴀsᴀ x Rᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ》

♡︎|Chapter 18|♡︎

Yeah, Tsukasa is a bit ooc in the last chapter. You'll see why...

Oh, and I have a feeling that this story will only up to 25 chapters? I'm not sure yet.

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Tsukasa's p.o.v.

'Tsutsun'. That's what Yu-chan called me many decades ago. (Y/N), she looks a lot like her, only older. She said she heard it in her dream.

Waaaiiit.. am I forgetting something? Oh yeah! Now I remember! How foolish I was! Hahaha! It aaaallll happened 9 years after I become a ghost who grants wishes for the dead!

Right, Haruki?

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°•Chapter 18•°
Seperate

"I'm starting to worry about (Y/N)." Nene wiped a tear on her cheek, "Where could she be?"

"Don't worry senpai! We can't give up yet!" Kou reassured her and showed a flashy smile. Nene nods, "Right."
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(Y/N)'s p.o.v.

Touching people without gloves feels nice. I can feel their warmth instead of cloth.

Tsukasa can be creepy, but he granted what I wished for 2 times now like a genie. Now I'm starting to wonder, do Tsukasa has a wish and kept it as a secret from everyone including me? If I'm correct, what is his wish?

Psht, what I'm talking right now just reminds me of an animated movie. *Sigh* if only I know, I can try help him to achieve it. And then I can ask him about his past.

Anyways, I walk to school and there's a high possibility that I will be late if I just walk. So I guess running is the only option. I'm such in a hurry until I bumped into a lady holding her heavy looking bag. The lady stumbled and let out an ouch. I feel bad so I offer a hand to her, "I-I'm ma'am! I was in a hurry." "Oh no, it's okay dear." It's an old lady. Oohh... I feel bad even more! I helped her up and lift up her heavy bag.

Why would she bring a bag this heavy? I should carry it for her. School? Frick that! I'mma help this old lady!

"I can carry your bag for you." I smiled at her. "But you're in a hurry, I can carry it by myself." "I don't mind getting late. I'll make an excuse for my teacher." She smiled back, "Thank you young lady. My house is not that far if you're worried." She leads me to her house as I try not to struggle. What's in this bag anyway?

"If you don't mind me asking ma'am, what's inside this bag?" She turns to me, she has a concern look on her face, "Is the bag too heavy for you?" "N-No." I lied, the bag really is too heavy for me. The old lady looks so... sad.

She sighed, "Inside the bag is some food ingredients. I'll cook for my decease daughter. Today is her death anniversary. She was very young. There are many things that she hasn't experienced yet." Tears starting to form in her eyes.

I feel pity for her, "I'm sorry for your loss." Then she stares at me. I gulped, am I in danger? The stare unsettles me a bit. "By the way, you look exactly like her." She blankly said. I replied, "U-Umm... Who?"