"𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝗵𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗯𝘆 𝗻𝗼𝘄." The snake demanded in a clear tone, his head tilted. "𝗡𝗼 𝗺𝗮𝘁𝘁𝗲𝗿 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗺𝗮𝗻𝘆 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗿𝘆 𝘁𝗼 𝗲𝘀𝗰𝗮𝗽𝗲, 𝗶𝘁'𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗲 𝗽𝗼𝗶𝗻𝘁𝗹𝗲𝘀𝘀. 𝗡𝗼𝘄," Extending his hand, he reached towards my fallen form. "𝗦𝗵𝗮𝗹𝗹 𝘄𝗲 𝗿𝗲𝘄𝗶𝗻𝗱? 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗪𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱𝗻'𝘁 𝗪𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗧𝗼 𝗥𝗲𝗽𝗲𝗮𝘁 𝗛𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘆, 𝙍𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩?" He sneered. There was no escape.

"I'm Yui, Yui Komori. Thank you for taking my luggage the other day." Why, why was she here?! YN glanced around them before bowing her head. "You are an esteem guest, it's only natural." Why was she talking to her? This has never happened before, so why now? "S-Say, since we're the only two girls here...Could we be frie--" "Oi, pancake. Who are you talking to?" Ayato appeared behind her with his hands over his chest. "Oh, the nice maid--Huh? Where did she go?" She needed to get out of here, quickly. After all, she was only a background character who had no true role.

"Please! Tell me, what's so special about him?" Max asked her, gripping her shoulders. "He doesn't even look at you, speak to you even! You might as well be a ghost to him so just--" He hung his head. "He's special, Max." YN said with a smile. "Even if he doesn't know it, he's special to me."

"So, Kasumi-san, why did you want to become a host?" Haruhi asked, staring at the girl from across the table. "I wanted to prove to others that I was useful, but most importantly, I wanted to impress this girl I knew back when I was little." She answered. "Why is that?" She couldn't help but to ask. "...She made me feel something, something I never felt before. For that, I promised her I would make her my wife." Haruhi smiled. "She must be lucky." Kasumi chuckled. "You really are."

"Nanami, you like him, right? Tomoe?" A calm question with a chilling edge. "No! I don't-especially when you do!" A confession caught in an endless cycle. YN smiles - a smile forged by betrayal, heartbreak, and time itself. "It's nice to see your answer never changes."