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16. Back To That Place

...Chapters 16...

...—Back To The Place It—...

...(.( Hiro Sato's)...

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“I'm sorry, but can't you open the hood of your jacket?” said Brother Aina. “It must be uncomfortable when you're eating again, right?”

Yuna then put down her spoon. Even so, his expression seemed a little agitated. “Ah, I ...,” he said in a low voice.

All this time the girl just showed me her whole face, just as we were up in the sky of the building a while ago. The rest, the hood faithfully covers it from time to time.

“Actually what Brother Aina said is true, Yuna,” my light while wiping the leftovers that perch at the end of my mouth with a tissue. “You can open it here. After all, now there's only the three of us, right?” Even though I said it, but now Yuna is bowed.

“Ku– I think it doesn't matter ..” Slowly Yuna opened her hood. At the same time, his long white hair stretched out beautifully, and the characteristic shampoo fragrance from it re-smelled. It choked me.

"Woah, you're so beautiful" praised Aina.

"Te–thank you very much."

"Wow ...." That one word reflexes out of my mouth.

“You why, Hiro?” Yuna put her hand on my shoulder. Simultaneously my cheeks turned red.

“No, no, no; I'm fine, really!” myrag.

If he didn't immediately take his hand off me, maybe this would make me fly drunk to the top of the sky.

“That's men, they are indeed weak if faced with the charm of a sweet girl like you. I must be right, right, Hi–ro?” Kak Aina's voice was really similar to one of the characters in the bar who was teasing some striped man to get his game.

The concept is the same and well planned.

“You're not dirty minded, are you, sister Aina?” I asked flatly, a little triggered by it.

“Hmm, I don't understand.” Yuna looked confused.

Thank goodness he didn't understand that.

“Disregard it,” said Kak Aina, then she glanced at Yuna. “But by the way, we are not acquainted.” His eyes twinkled as he spoke to the girl, like a glittering jewel.

For a while Yuna was silent. But not long after she smiled again. “Ya, I'm Yuna,” she replied slowly.

“Then I'm Aina, nice to meet you.” The woman smiled broadly. Suddenly, his eyes returned to me. “If you're honest, this is it. Now I'm getting pissed at you, you know, Hiro."

Yiik, is he still mad at me? I asked in my heart, and my smile also rolled in fear.

“You're his friend, right?” Because of Kak Aina's horrible gaze, I decided to look at her shiny black cane alone hanging faithfully on the belt of the woman's skirt.

“Ya, true." My mouth is slowly shaking.

From the corner of Aina's eyes, I could see a very real hatred. “What do you see, breng*sek?” Turns out he suspects my eyes—this is not what he expected.

I need to get this straight.

“I didn't see that one, I swear!” I shouted, while the sweat began to slide smoothly from my forehead. It feels a little amused.

“Yes, yes, men will indeed be like that, back again to the main concept.” I have absolutely no idea what Brother Aina has said since. “Nah, Yuna, now I want to ask you.” He smiled and looked at Yuna.

Yuna nodded as she replied, “Hmm?”

I didn't expect that his short response could be that cold.

“I often pay attention to the people in this city, but it looks like you're new, huh?” ask Aina.

Yuna's face was beaming. “True, I just stayed one week in this city.”

Yuna is new here too? But it feels like he has taken control of the streets of this city, I thought.

This happened because two days ago Mr. Fujima had asked me to shop at one of the big supermarkets. However, because I still do not know more about Satsumi City, I also asked Yuna for help to accompany me to go to that place. Luckily everything went smoothly, even then, I felt like we were on a short date, even if it was just a delusion in my brain recording.

“It's a fortune, no more mistakes!” exclaims Brother Aina. His eyes glared at us, and it was very sharp.

Looks like this isn't gonna be good.

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“Hiro?” This is the fourth time Yuna has called my name. Ever since we were in this place, Yuna's eyeballs never stopped swirling around her.

Perhaps this is what can be called self-adjustment.

“What's up, Yuna?” my many.

The girl's voice turned grim. “This place is more like ...” I'm sure he's thinking oh no, my feet just stepped on the trash; it's disgusting.

If he really said it, I would definitely nod.

“Ya, I know.” I lowered my eyes, trying to figure out how to get out of here. However, after all, this is what I can now say. “Patience, Yuna. I used to be surprised when I first came here.”

Piles of beer crates were gathering to fill the corner of the room; the chandelier showed a dim impression (it seemed to have to be replaced ), and also the sound of the glass being smashed with other glasses. In what looks like the main hall, dozens of the organization's men in the costume of the self-styled police officers appear to be gathering here, while the rest may be patrolling out there.

Didn't know if I'd come back here again, it's a pity.

I heard Aina's voice behind us, not far away. “Sorry to have kept you guys long waiting, friends.”

“Oh, he came too,” I said as I turned around, as did Yuna.

Next to Kak Aina there is a skinny man with his stirrup who can still survive in this gloomy place. If not mistaken, his name is Suzuki Hiroto? as I recall.

“Ah, Sister's place is very good, yes, I'm so flattered to be here.” Yuna smiled sweetly, but the one thing I least expected of her was: not only about looks, even the sarcasm was no less great, I thought deeply.

The woman who seemed to be one of the top brass of this frills police organization was blown away, the smell of her wine suddenly intercepted firmly in my nose. “Thank you, we are very flattered, don't you think, Suzuki?” tanyanya while nibbling me the stirrup.

As Suzuki sighed, it was like showing his compulsion when he was brought here. “I don't have much time, you guys want to be foreseen, right? Come with me.”

“Since when I—“

“I never—“

Yuna and I rejected her words at the same time. Aina didn't tell me this at all. That incident made us look at the woman again.

“We never asked for that, Brother Aina,” I explained while punching the air.

Here I do a lot, protest to get clarification from him. However, Yuna was even busy with her salary, like she was playing a game.

“Have you guys this, let's just come.” Brother Aina walked over while pulling my hand and Yuna's hand hard, more like intending to drag if we didn't follow her will.

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In the end we looked like a pair of mice trapped in a room dimmer than the main hall. I wish I could write my last will and send it to Mr. Fujima, because I might never go back to that restaurant.

We sat and faced each other in pairs between a one-foot-tall wooden table. In addition, it is certain to guess who the living creature is next to Kak Suzuki, I was lazy to say his name.

Suzuki grinned broadly. “Hehe, I'll start it.”

“Quickly start; I want to go home right now,” my grumbling from being forced.

“Sama, I also want to take a shower.” Yuna held both of her shoulders, cross-legged.

There were clear signs that he wanted to leave this place immediately.

I had no idea what they were planning, but the snowball that was in the middle of the table was now starting to shine brightly.

The prophecy does not exist. It must have been just their ruse to do something we couldn't have imagined, nothing more.

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