Maybe, is Love. © (Ringry - English Version)

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I have seen a very large number of people mentioning the grammatical errors in the novel.

It makes me very sad that they don't bother to read the warning at the beginning, so I've been forced to leave here what they are supposed to read first.

The story was translated with the help of a translator, and that's why there are some mistakes (like when a she is mentioned instead of a he or when Rindō's hair is pink instead of purple) which, in my haste, I couldn't correct.

I will be correcting them soon, so (again) I apologise for any inconvenience this may cause you.

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There, in front of the blue-haired man, stood one of the Roppongi brothers. Souya with that characteristic look of his was that he stared at the stranger looking for any sign of danger.

─ Weren't you in prison? ─ Those were the twin's first words.

A smile could be seen from Rindō, as well as a chuckle escaped from himself. His hands went to his trouser pockets, as he looked up and down towards the Kawata twin.

─ Yeah, but I just got out. Aren't you glad to see me? ─ he exclaimed without a hint of a hint.

The Kawata brother clicked his tongue as his hands folded in front of his chest. He wasn't at all thrilled to be looking at the younger Haitani there, especially since it was just the two of them in the room; and him with no one on his side.

─ No way. Are you.... Are you coming to something? ─ Was Souya's reply, as he took two steps back.

Just as he took both steps, Rindō regained them by taking two more steps forward. A smirk was on the older man's face, as if ecstatic at the situation he was putting the former ToMan member in.

─ No, no way but.... ─ Was what came out of him as he lifted up a part of the jacket he was holding. Right there, you could see that part of the shirt he was wearing was red; it seemed that he had gotten into some recent trouble. ─ I hear you're good with this kind of trouble. ─

Souya's eyes looked puzzled at the Roppongi man's position. He was barely out and already injured? Not what he would expect from his old rival and well knowing how capable he was when it came to fighting. Still hesitant he approached, keeping a watchful eye out for Rindō's unexpected actions.

─ Damn it, how did you do this to yourself? ─ Was what he exclaimed, as he carefully lifted up his shirt, revealing the other's skin. It looked like someone had stabbed him, if that was the case then he didn't have much time to ramble on.

─ Just, I let my guard down for a moment. ─ Was the Haitani's reply as a grimace of pain showed on his face. Souya knew he couldn't stay there any longer, so he sat back up but not before covering the wound again.

─ If you made it here then I guess you can walk. But I'm not going to risk it; stay here, I'll go get my bike. ─ Were his words and without letting the older man exclaim a word.

The blue-haired man turned around and then started to run. Well he didn't even know why it would be a good idea to help his old rival, but there he was, running like a madman at full speed to get him to a place where he could be taken care of. Once he had his motorbike nearby he didn't bother to put on his helmet and just got on it and drove at full speed back to the place.

Reaching the street he parked in front of it, still finding the younger Haitani sitting with his back against the wall and holding his side. She approached the Kawata, standing in front of him as she held out her hand for him to take.

─ Come on, let's not waste any more time. ─ Were the blue-haired man's words, however it was that footsteps were heard on the other side of the street. Some guys armed with iron clubs were looking for someone.

─ Damn. ─ Rindō exclaimed lowly. Souya shifted his gaze from the violet-eyed one to that group. He wasn't ready to fight, it had been a long time since he'd gotten into things like that.

─ Listen. We'll do this: while they're still distracted I'll take you to the bike, you'll get on, and if things get bad then you ride my bike; I'll take care of it. ─ Those were Souya's clear words. The Haitani shook his head at the idea, gripping his shoulder. ─ They're too many even for you, you idiot, they'll kill you. ─

Lips pursed the younger Kawata. There was no more, it was risky however it was the only option they had. He looked back to the Haitani and shook his head. ─ I'll be fine, let's go now. ─ He muttered.

With some effort he tugged on his arm and Rindō began to walk on his own, slowly while Souya kept an eye on his back. The distance between them and the motorbike was at least forty meters, not much but in such situations it was a distance that didn't help that much.

Stealthily they crept along, it was only a short distance but then the group was warned by one of the same group.

─ THERE HE IS, DON'T LET HIM GET AWAY! ─ Were the rogue's words and they caught the attention of the rest of his peers, causing them to run in the direction of Rindō and Souya. At that moment, it was just the time where they had to be quicker.