Predictable Ending [Komahina] (Read Desc)

Chapter 7 - Despair Disease

Hinata Hajime

March, 24 xxxx

I knocked on the door of my old schoolmate. As I wait, I received a text message.

Soda Kazuichi

Hurry uppp lover boy

...

I ignored his message

...

Soda Kazuichi

Deadline of being with him is on April 1st.

...

Now that's a message I can't ignore.

The door opened and I put my phone back in my pocket.

"What do you want?" Ah, cold as ever I see.

"Soda Kazuichi told me that you have... Relationship advice?"

Twogami looked at me silly.

Oh gosh... After this, I can just hurry the process.

"Heavens. Why the HELL would I know about relationships?"

"I don't know... Since you're the ultimate impostor and some of the people you acted have lovers too so you study about it??"

"... Come in."

...

"-- Make sure to look her in the eyes and tell her you love her and that she's really pretty. Meet her parents, do...... "

Byakuya has been rambling for the past 4 hours. He's an expert. I don't think I can digest all of this.

I looked at the time while Byakuya puts sugar in our tea.

7pm

Maybe Komaeda is better and he already headed home.

"And it's late so goodbye." Twogami pushed me out of his house and closed it.

"Oh uh... Thanks a lot!" I said, waving at the door.

...

I'm near at where my house is. Here all of my ultimate classmates has a significant other and they say that it's really great going home and having someone said, "welcome home, sweetheart!". From what I hear, it's a great experience. I used to talk about it to Soda and Kuzuryu a lot.

If Komaeda is in my house... Maybe he'll say it too? Nah that's silly.

But it's possible.

I noisily opened my door to let him know I'm home just in case he's still here. I finally stepped in my house and closed the door. It's so quiet... I guess he's home.

My messy house is now clean and not that hard to breathe. He didn't have to... That's so embarrassing.

"Komaeda?" I asked, hoping my voice will let him know that it's me who's been noisingly opening my door.