"Oh god! I might throw up." Ayumu hunches over himself in the back of a taxi.
"Here," blankly Ren shoves a barf bag to him.
"Oh come on! Comfort me a little!" Ayumu's face was pale and tinted with green.
"...Nah, just remember...you have one chance to help stop this war..."
"Gah!" His face turns paler, "You didn't have to remind me of that!"
"...ok, well-" Before Ren could continue the taxi stops and knocks against the plexiglass separating them. Quickly paying the bill Ren opens Ayumu's door and grabs him out.
Ayumu shyly looks around to see people staring at him. He blushes deeper as he notices people staring at his bare shoulders and some of them even stare at his behind. Ayumu grabs Ren's arm and wraps it around his shoulder. He lost all of his height sadly, he was now stuck at 5'7" and Ren's 6'2" figure made him huff.
Ayumu speed walks with Ren following right aside him. Unknown to Ayumu Ren was laughing at his unintentional scheming. He definitely would be able to win the love of the male leads. He already got one of them and all he has to worry about is the other one! But...why does this make him worried?
"Hiro! Hey!!!" Ayumu runs off from underneath Ren's shoulder.
"Ayu!!" Hiroto who was talking to a few random classmates pushes them aside and hugs Ayumu. Doing a quick glance at Ayumu his face turns bright red. "What are you wearing!?"
"Oh...uh" Ayumu freezes, he knew it was a bad idea to let Ren pick his outfit!
"Here quick!" Hiroto takes off his jacket and covers Ayumu. "There! Now no one can look at your shoulders!"
"Huh?" Having no idea why it was such a big deal that he was showing his shoulder Ayumu shrugs it off. Taking a quick glance around the room Ayumu sees the decoration he made. In the center of the room was a pair of crowns, the sitting area was full of comfy plush chairs, and the flower vases helped the tables seem casual yet elegant.
"Anyways! How do you like it! I-" Hiroto gets cut off by a pink-haired female running and hugging him.
"Brother! I haven't talked to you in forever! How are you!?!?!?!?!?!?" It was the FL! Ayumu quickly focuses on her. Seeing Ayumu's attention on the girl Hiroto's face turns dark.
"Fine, here," He takes her off, "I have to talk to Ayumu. Go talk to your friends."
"BUT BROTHER!!!! I wanted to talk to you!!!!"
"Ah! It-its ok! She can talk to you, I should probably get back to Ren anyways..."
"...Ren?"
"Ah! I haven't introduced you two yet!" Acting like Ren doesn't know about Hiroto he grabs Ren from where he was eyeing up the punch bowl.
"Hey," Ren offers a lazy wave," name's Ren, nice to meet you I guess." Smirking Ren puts his arm around Ayumu's shoulders.
Hiroto's face turns seething and if eyes could kill Ren would be dead twenty times over, "My name is Hiroto. How do you know Ayu? I've known him since we were kids."
"Oh, Ayu? We've known each other since our past lives." Ren was deliberately trying to make Hiroto mad now.
"No way! Ayu! Come here let's go!" Hiroto grabs Ayumu from under Ren's arms and drags him off to a group of people.
"Hiroto! Hey! Who's this?" A teen with red hair was smirking at the two seeing how Hiroto slipped his hand into Ayumu's.
"H-Hello...I-my name is Ayumu..." Ayumu turns red and looks away from the teens now cooing at him.
"Aww don't be so shy baby!" A girl with blonde hair smiles at him and pats her lap, "Come here and let me comfort you." Hiroto glares at her and she quickly loses her smile.
"Jeeze! I was just joking Hiro! Come, introduce us to your boyfriend!"
"A-ah uhm...we aren't d-dating..." The people sitting in the circle look at him dumbfounded.
"Right, well get over here! We're playing truth or dare and whoever doesn't do it has to give a kiss to a person picked by this bottle." One of the dark-haired teens explains while pointing at the bottle in the center of the table.
"O-oh..." Ayumu blushes when he hears the word kiss, maybe this wouldn't be a good idea.
"Come join us!" The same blonde girl says patting the comfy chairs next to her.
"A-ah I-I would rather-" Ayumu stutters trying to get away.
"Come on," the girl energetically smiles, "join us! join us!" People start joining her with chanting.
"Ok! That's enough!" Masaru says while walking over to Ayumu, "There is no need for him to do this, here follow me!" Masaru doesn't even wait for him before pulling him away from the group. Running quickly in an attempt to get away from the group the two make their way to a balcony.
"Heh, I know that's not exactly your cup of tea is it?" Masaru says absentmindedly.
"Uh yeah. How- How did you know that!?" Ayumu's eyes sparkle, the ML decided he was good enough to pay attention to! Wait how did the ML or rather Masaru even know that he disliked this stuff?
"Uh..." Definitely wasn't watching you every day like a stalker nope! "I just guessed!"
"Wow!! Well...I guess that makes sense...who would guess that someone-someone like me would like to party huh..."
Masaru panics seeing Ayumu start tearing up, "No! No! Sweetheart nooo! I just saw you worrying about it earlier! Please don't cry, oh my gosh I am bad at this sorry sorry."
"Ah-well-uh, it's fine..." Ayumu accepts the small victory for finding out more about the ML. Who knew he's bad with crying?
No more words were exchanged before Masaru grabbed him in a hug. Silently he begins rocking them back a forth. The two of them stay like that for another five minutes before Ren comes to Ayumu's rescue.
"Oy! There you are Ayumu! Come here we are leaving!" Ren shakes his head seeing the scene. Yep, he definitely picked the right host for this task. Unknowing seduction! Perfect!
Well, no one gave me any questions which is chill, I was just wondering if you guys did have any. Seeing as how there is none then I managed to find a way to skip it. Plus if no one has any preference then I'm just gonna pick my favorite;
Hehe! Time to pick your ML y'all! Do you guys want:
Hiroto
Masaru
or REN!
Yep, Ren (the system) is an option! Thanks to everyone for reading this story! Hope you have a good rest of your day!!! Thank you all for the support this story has gotten! Somehow 5,000 people have read this story and it baffles me, how the heck did people decide this is good enough to read?! Thank you to everyone from with all of my heart, thank you!
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