On Wednesday I was confident in finding the courage to at least apologize to Kisaki for hitting him, however, when I spotted him glaring at me as soon my foot stepped inside the classroom, I changed my mind immediately. I avoided any possible eye contact thereafter and didn't even bother to exchange our usual greetings.

When lunch break began I stormed off with my food, to spend some quality time with the twins, Senju tagging along. It felt good to have more people paying attention to me in this school.

"But then again maybe I should be the bigger person in this situation," I muttered to myself while shoving a large portion of food into my mouth.

"What are you even babbling about?" Nahoya must have not appreciated me mumbling to myself, not letting him on the details of some juicy drama that was taking place in my life.

"She had a fight with her classmate," Senju explained in easy terms, also yes I didn't share the full story with her either, but I had a good reason behind it. Because if her tongue slipped in her hubby's presence, guess who in turn he would then deliver the news to? I didn't want to witness Keisuke storming in here, using his fists to solve my problems with Kisaki. Sure I was stuck in the gang manga, but violence always created more violence. So at least I tried to refrain from using it as much as possible.

"So what was the fight about?" Nahoya inquired as I clenched my left fist in anger just recalling the reason for it.

"He acted like a manipulative prick, so I kicked him in the shin." Nahoya just found it extremely funny, claiming Toman was raising me right. Him making fun of the situation, put my mind a little more at ease. But I sure didn't expect a mission to pop up now.

'Would you rather ask people sitting at this table if they want to try your cooking or admit the full reason why you fought with Kisaki?' Oh no, Smiley looked like a gossip gurl for sure, I bet he would take pleasure in creating more drama in my so-called harem. I could even see him giving me a lecture on how much better his brother would treat me so I should consider giving him a chance.

"Today I prepared this marvelous bento with my own two hands, pouring so much love in it, would any of you like to bask in its glory?" Which only got a confused.

"What?" From Nahoya.

"She is asking if you want to try it." Senju translated.

"I want to try," Souya admitted beaming like the sunshine he was.

"Are you already partaking in housewife lessons?" I had no clue where Smiley got this idea from.

"Are you asking, because you volunteer to be the husband that will earn money for the both of us?" He managed to choke on his food hearing my question, causing me to laugh at his expense.

Once the classes ended I returned to the club room, it became a routine to use all my free time to hone my guitar skills.

And thankfully this space had a sofa, which I used for my practice instead of the kind of uncomfortable chairs. Somehow tiredness caught up to me, so I decided to put my instrument to the side, realizing a 30-minute nap wouldn't hurt. I even set up an alarm clock in case I overslept.

I wasn't sure how much time passed by, but when I awoke I heard someone talking, but refused to open my heavy eyelids.

"What do you mean you feel conflicted about your feelings? I thought you were supposed to be smart?" I heard someone laugh, recognizing the voice instantly.

"I knew I shouldn't have shared my thought with a dumb ass like yourself." Another person I was rather familiar with, but I couldn't shake this strange feeling away that something wasn't right.

"Oh, ~ Did we wake you up?" This teasing annoying voice couldn't belong to anyone else, I even felt his ass long fingers touching me. My whole body shuddered, so I opened my eyes being now wide awake. I spotted Kisaki standing in front of me, my head resting on someone's lap.

"Did you really have to let this giraffe into our school?" He dared to scoff at me for even asking.

"It's payback from yesterday!" He admitted, pushing his glasses in further up his nose.

"I was planning to apologize for hitting you, but not anymore!" I sat up on the sofa, but my freedom was however short-lived since this guy pulled me onto his lap instead, he held his arm around my waist preventing me from escaping.

"Can't you take a hint? I don't like your ass at all." Hanma was surprised at my bluntness, but it didn't discourage him from trying it seemed.

"And you, control your man if you let him roam inside." I pointed at Kisaki, aiming those words at him.

"He's not my man!" Kisaki tried to defend himself but I huffed.

"Lies, a bunch of lies! You probably skipped school on Monday to go on a date with him!" Kisaki glared at me once more, considering how often I saw this expression today, it hardly fazed me.

"Didn't I tell you to stop making it sound like he's my boyfriend?" But the next thing that came from Hanma's mouth shocked even Kisaki.

"Girl, girls, don't fight over me, there is enough of me for everyone." He even dared to send Kisaki a flying kiss. I quickly avoided the attack that was aimed at Hanma, as I saw it coming from a mile away. He got punched in the face, by the same person that he was taking orders from. Did I really just witness that? Hanma just wiped his face, a smirk spreading on his lips.

"Feisty~" I couldn't believe he said it to Kisaki, what was even happening at this point?

"I have a question for you Michi-babe, what could you possibly find unattractive in such a great guy as myself?" Was this fella for real? Did he just brush over the punch he received?

"It's simple, I don't really want to kiss a freaking ashtray?" He didn't seem too pleased with my answer, but I got out a chuckle from the guy in glasses.

"My sense of smell is so sensitive, I already feel awful just sitting so close to your ass." I could see him frown.

"Like think about it, wouldn't seeing your crush run away gagging when you're close, be like a punch to your self-esteem? You really don't want to go that road mister." Was this convincing enough?

'Would you rather close your nose or run away to the toilet?' I guess the second option would be too mean, so I chose to close my nose with my fingers. Sprinkling some theatrics for good measure. I whipped out a white handkerchief that was in my pocket and began.

"I'm just a sickly girl, enjoying freedom while I still can just recently I experienced a near-death experience, the second-hand smocking caused by you could potentially kill me. Is that what you're after?"

"I don't buy it, you seem healthy to me." I just glanced at Kisaki prompting him to confirm my statement.

"She's actually saying the truth...she was absent multiple weeks at a time from school last semester due to her medical condition." I was perplexed at the fact he helped me out. Could he finally decide himself if he would treat me like a buddy or a stepping stone to reach his criminal syndicate goal?

"Then maybe it would be in my interest to stop smoking." Even Kisaki was taken aback by Hanma's strange thought progress. Then again if his intent was to do it for someone else I doubt his resolve would last that long.

"Since you're the only addiction I need." Wait, wait, why was this weirdo saying the same exact words I told Takeomi before? We two were simply too stunned to speak. But eventually, I was released from his grip, but my feeling of joy didn't last long.

'Would you rather promise to go on a date with Shuji Hanma once he stops smoking or mention what the fortune teller shared with you?' There was no way I would make any kind of promise with this giraffe.

"You should stop smoking hopium, actually you have no chance. I have been to a fortune-telling place so I could predict the love of my life. There were some options to choose from, but you're in fact not the forest child, neither do you have a K in your name or are a muscle giant. It's best to give up."

"But I am tall," Hanma argued.

"You're more of a lanky build. When I said muscle giant, I meant someone build like body builder tho." Kisaki must have realized which guy I had in mind.

"So the guy that I had the misfortune to meet, who came to pick you up?" I instinctively nodded my head.

"Don't misunderstand tho, I'm not dating his ass." However, Hanma must have caught onto something.

"K... so you mean Kisaki?" I crossed my arms, being defensive about it.

"No he flunked his chance, maybe he will regret it later, maybe he won't. The point is I don't plan to accept any relationship deals or stay in a loveless partnership. I have respect for myself and as people say there is much more fish in the sea to choose from. Maybe I will be heartbroken for a week, maybe for a month, but after that, I plan to move on. Goodbye, I don't have much more time to spare for you two." I packed my stuff and handed the key to Kisaki.

"Remember to return it to me tomorrow." I finally left.

When I reached my house, I ate dinner took a shower, and realized that it was time to request Takemichi's friend for help. I was let inside and once we were in his room I made a request.

"Can you call Kazushi over, I really would like to use some of his gang knowledge." Takemichi agreed but kind of demanded to know what I was planning.

"Why would you require his help tho? Is something going on?" Takemichi asked as I decided to share my future plans just so he wouldn't freak out later on.

"So a mission popped up which I couldn't refuse, usually there is an option to accept punishment, but this time it was impossible." He nodded following greatly this far.

"So imagine that the system wanted me to join either of two gangs." He soon spoke.

"Hopefully one of the choices was Toman." I sighed.

"I wasn't this lucky... I either had the option to join Black Dragon or Valhalla." It didn't seem like he knew about the first one.

"I chose Valhalla." I let him know as he started screaming.

"You know that gang got established to destroy Toman? Why would you do it?"

"You know Takemichi, I'm not that dumb." He gasped.

"So you knew about it and joined anyway?" This guy was occasionally overreacting, no wonder sometimes I got second-hand embarrassment when reading the manga.

"Maybe you should sometimes think before you speak. Do you really believe I'm gonna break my friends' trust for some stupid gang ethics?" He finally calmed down.

"So what is your intention when joining them?"

"Gathering information, perhaps turning some guys to my side?" And maybe prevent Kisaki from going out of his way to recruit Kazutora?

"I'm amazed it feels like you're trying to change the future without knowing what's going to happen. Someday I will tell you what is going on, okay?" I guess he didn't have the guts to tell me that in the future both Kazutora and Keisuke end up dying. Well, he stopped at least one death in the manga. When Kazushi came over, I straight out asked him.

"Listen, could you help me find out where I can turn up to join Valhalla?" I asked Kazushi as he looked quite nervous, but then Takemichi nodded his head.

"Could I perhaps get something in return?" I wondered what he would ask for. I nodded my head ready to suggest buying him food in return or something similar, but this guy leaned in and whispered.

"Can you pin me to the bed? I want to see how it feels like." He surely needed to spend less time with Makoto.

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I may not post tomorrow, for the single reason I have no idea what to write, rip o3o

Also more amazing art~

So much talent~