Vol 2. 4. Crazy lady

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Shoko PoV

( Setting: Shoko's mind)





" Let's stop here for now." He said to me as he got out from hid fighting stance.




I nodded while breathing heavily.




" Your speed has definitely improved and so did your reaction time." He said.





" That's....good..." I managed to say as I tried to relax myself.






" Yeah." He nodded.




I looked at my hands and thought back to the first day of Ayanokoji living inside my head.



I formed a fist as I sighed.




Even with context, that sentence still sounds wrong....





" It's time for you to wake up." He says and walks towards me.



" Guess so." I replied.






" I have a question, before you leave." He suddenly said.



" Can't you just ask that question when I wake up?" I said in a confused tone.




He shakes his head, " No. I want to ask you this face to face."





I shrugged, " Go ahead then."









Ayanokoji began to stare at me....





This....





The atmosphere had gradually darkened once more.






I stared back at him, though I was definitely a bit frightened by his eyes.












" What's your earliest memory from your childhood?" He asked.




Earliest memory? Why the hell would he want to know THAT?





Nonetheless, I decided to respond with my usual tone.


" I don't know."





" You don't know?"






I nodded , " I... don't remember much. I don't WANT to remember my childhood.  I thought you already know that I hated my past."






" Because of your foster parents?"






" Yes...."



Even with that answer, he still didn't let go of his stare towards me. It looked like he was thinking of something and he also looked disappointed by my answer.




" I see...." he finally said after a minute of silence.




The atmosphere had once again turned back to normal.





I released a breath that I didn't know I was holding once he averted his eyes.





" What was that questiom even for...." I asked him slowly.








He didn't respond.







I inwardly sighed at that.



Typical.





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