♡︎Chapter 7♡︎

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"Hold it!"

"Gahhh! (y/n)- Chan, don't shout at us all of a sudden!" I shouted.

"I'm right here and yet both of you just erase me out of existence."

She seems a bit irritated.

"Sorry. . ."

"It's fine, but anyways. . . I did some more research in the bloody Halloween event. . . " she stated, "Takemichi- Kun, don't focus too much on Kisaki, nor Baji-Kun."

"Eh?"

"I suggest you to leave your eyes on Kazutora, he might sneak a attack anytime."

"Got it, thanks (y/n)- Chan."

"Your welcome, good luck!"

I shook hands with Naoto and got into the past again.


'Mikey- Kun. . . I swear I'll protect Baji- Kun!"

'Huh?'

"Thanks for walking me home Takemichi- Kun!" Hina thanked. "Could you wait here for a sec?"

"Uh. . . Yeah sure."

Suddenly Hina out of no where? Were we walking home together from school earlier?

"Here. I got you a present."

"Huh?"

"I've been wanting to give this to you."

"What's the occasion? Can I open it?"

"Yeah."

"Ah. . ."

As I opened up the bag, it was a necklace, the same one as Hina's, it had the same glow too.

"This looks. . . Like the one I give you. . ."

"We match now. Isn't that neat?"

Tears started to form as I remembered the words Hina's mom told me at the funeral.

"I think that was her favorite necklace. She always wore it as if she cherish it. She must have loved you very much."

"What? Your moved to tears?"

"What? I'm not crying!"

"You really are a crybaby Takemichi- Kun."

"Thanks, I'll cherish it!"

"Yup!"

I was way too tense, but this helped a lot.

(Y/n) POV next morning:

It's almost the day. . . The day Souya and Nahoya are going to fight the Valhalla gang. I couldn't shake off the nervous feeling.

"You ok (y/n)?" Angry asked, noticing that your staring into space.

"Y-yeah, I'm fine."

We arrived back home. Angry parked near the stairs and walked me back to my apartment.

"Thanks for taking me back Souya!"

"Your welcome."

"Be careful tomorrow, I mean it!"

"Huh?"

"You have a fight tomorrow don't you?"

He was speechless for a second until he finally replied.

"Y-yeah. . . I'll try."

Waving good bye afterwards, you went to grab your keys out of your bag and opened the door.

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