《OCCULT CLUB》ᵐʸˢᵗᵃ ʳⁱᵃˢ┆⁰¹· the orange charm ⛥·˚
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note: this route episode does not intervene with the actual plot. what happens in the mysta route didn't happen in the main story.
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✞︎ it wasn't even more than a minute when mysta started panicking as he walks y/n home.
okay, what do i say? why am i so awkward? i want to make a conversation what the h*ck- should i ask what her mom's coffee is? what topic should i open up?! think, mysta! f***ing think!!
why the f*** is my f***ing cusses still f***ing censored?!
"hey mysta?"
"ah censored!"
y/n blinked. "c-censored..?"
"y/n!" mysta called and held the lady's hands out of the whim. "look! hear this out!"
"h-hear what?"
"fuck!"
the two of them just stared at each other, sweating.
"w-what..?" y/n nervously asked.
"i'm sorry." mysta said with his ghost leaving his mouth.
"eh?"
"do you have something to ask? you called." mysta said as they continued walking.
his hand still holding hers. neither of them noticed too.
"yeah... you were in the detective club, right?"
"hmm? yeah, i was." mysta said, emphasizing the word was.
"how was it like in the detective club?"
a pfft escaped mysta's lips. "detective club's shit, president."
"i feel like you would say that to my club if you weren't a member of it." y/n honestly said.
"no! detective club really is shit!" mysta defended. "your club does something that helps people such as the cases right? but detective club only exists cause they have tons of members. and those members make up their own cases and solve those cases themselves. see how stupid they are?"
"you were once there, you know."
"i was lured in by the virtual games. they offered gaming for members." mysta cried.
y/n giggled. "well i'm glad that you're in my club now. you'll be able to help more people in the occult club than staying at the detective club."
mysta nodded happily. "i'll do my best!"
y/n could almost see his tail wagging if only he has one. she just shook her head and kept walking when mysta suddenly stopped.
their hands were linked, causing her to stop walking too.
"mysta..?"
"y/n." mysta called and fiddled with his choker necklace.
"the ability to trace spirits." he said. "i'm thankful for having this charm and its ability, i really am! but... i don't..." he almost mumbled.
"i really don't like it..." he confessed.
"mysta..."
"i-it's just that..." mysta sighed. "vox's charm is cool. and so are ike's and luca's. especially shu's!"
"d-don't you think my charm would be useless..?"
"tracing spirit? for what? when will you need it?" mysta continued. "i wanted to help the club as much as i can, especially now that we're all doing this for you and the club itself. i want to help as much as i can... but i don't think i could help with this- this wimpy ability."
"mysta... don't say that." y/n said as her hand slowly cupped mysta's cheek.
mysta remembered how y/n's caressed his cheeks underwater as well. it was so fresh in his mind- from how cold the water is, to how warm her touch is- he could remember it so well.
he likes this. so, so bad.
mysta closed his eyes as he feels y/n's warmth. he held her hand on his cheek while slowly rubbing himself on it, like a cat.
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"like a cat." y/n mumbled.
"you know?" y/n started and withdrew her hand. it made mysta a little disappointed. "when i first got my charm's ability, i thought it won't be much help to the club too."
"really?"
"yeah. turns out, it was the ability we all... needed the most." y/n said and continued walking with her hands behind her.
"mysta. a lot of spirits don't just let us talk to them." y/n deadpanned cutely. "they're dead and miserable. they would run away after knowing that we're actually existing to send them to where they really should belong. do you think they would be just like 'oh, you want to send me back? okay sure i'll cooperate'. no! they stay behind for a good reason, mysta."
"and if the time comes that they insist and be the mouse to us cats." y/n grinned before pointing at him. "you're the one who's gonna lead us back to them! if they hide and we don't have you, what will happen to us, huh? we won't be able to help them and get to work!"
mysta sweatdropped. "now you're just putting a lot of pressure on me..."
"e-eh?! i-i'm sorry, i'm not really good at making others feel better." y/n immediately apologized while fiddling with her fingers.
"ah don't apologize, y/n."
y/n shook her head. "i just wanted to say that your ability will help us a lot, especially in times that we'll be shorthanded. and to be able to handle that ability, you just have to believe in yourself."
"i know it's hard. we've just known each other a few days ago and now you're all in some kind of supernatural anime film, fighting ghosts like fighting crimes." y/n said and giggled. "but the way you guys do this for the club and me... i'm really amazed and thankful."
y/n ran back to mysta before holding his hands.
"mysta, you are a wonder." she beamed. "and so is your ability. the two of you are connected, somehow. so please believe in it okay?"
mysta stared at her in awe. it was like the stars in the starless skies all went to y/n's eyes.
"you've helped a lot in the occult club. i appreciate your determination to help more." y/n said.
"oh! i know! let me treat you to some crepes! i know a good store near the station!" y/n beamed and started running.
"what-?! y/n! don't run too fast!" mysta exclaimed and started running as well. "wait for me!"
the two of them were giggling and laughing while the fox chases his rabbit. there was no reason why they were running, but looking at the scene can just make everyone's heart swoon in glee.
y/n squealed when mysta wrapped his arms around her from her back. it was another bear hug that y/n couldn't escape from. just like when she first met mysta.
"ah, look! there it is!" y/n pointed before snatching mysta's hand and pulling him.
mysta's face was red. very red. he just digested what has happened earlier- y/n's cute face, her touches, and their holds- he just realized everything just now! just right now!
oh god i'm so stupid... mysta groaned, running his palm through his face.
he just ignored it. the two of them entered the crepe café and there were a few customers and no line. great!
"what do you like? i'll pay for it, no worries." y/n said.
"hmmm... what do you recommend?"
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"what do you like? chocolate?" she asked before calling a server behind the counter.
"yeah! chocolates!"
"okay!" y/n beamed. "uhm hi! ahaha-!"
wait i forgot i'm counter awkward!! y/n panicked. no... calm down, y/n. you have to overcome this awkwardness, even if it's only just tonight! you're doing this for mysta!
for mysta!
"we'll have uhm... one deluxe lover and one cw." y/n said.
"oooh, cw? what's that?" mysta asked. "do you know that w is just double u's?"
y/n just giggled before paying the total to the cashier. a few minutes later, they were given their order. it was still hot and obviously newly made.
"this is deluxe lover." y/n said after they left the café. "that one is cw."
"what's deluxe lover? sounds elegant." mysta joked.
"just whipped cream and a few chocolate drizzles with strawberries." y/n explained. "cw on the other hand is filled with nutella and bananas, then there are the little marshmallows on top."
"oooh nutella. this is one hell expensive spread."
the two of them ate with a blush on their cheek. it was clearly shown that they were enjoying their food so much. as mysta would call it, he's having a foodgasm.
but he thinks it wouldn't be a good idea to tell the joke to y/n, so he kept it to himself. what a good boy.
"ah. i gotta tell my mom i'm going home late," you said and took your phone out.
only to see a few new messages from your mom and a reply from shoto a few hours ago.
and also a message from luca.
from: [email protected]
subject: POG
CHEESE PRINGLES
📎 1 attachment/s
from: [email protected]
subject: LMAO
OH GOD I'M SORRY Y/N I WAS SUPPOSED TO SEND IT TO THE SHU WHILE THINKING OF YOU
to: [email protected]
subject: hmmmm
and why were you thinking of me? 🤨🤨
"who's that?" mysta asked and peeked at y/n's phone.
"just luca. he was wrong sent." y/n said before opening the attachment. "he said he was supposed to send it to shu."
"but he was thinking of you. pfft. typical luca." mysta said. "wait. why was he thinking of you?" he then mumbled
"awwww look, mysta! he's so cute!" y/n squealed while showing mysta the picture luca sent. it was the picture of the hunk blond with lots of cheese pringles around him.
"huh... yeah he's cute." mysta said. "i'm cuter though," he whispered and bit his crepe.
"you said you're cuter?"
"w-what?! no! no i didn't! the f***, mate?" mysta said while panicking.
"okay okay no need to cuss." y/n said while giggling. she replied to luca before hiding her phone again. it would be very disrespectful to mysta if she continues using it with him.
"do you... do you not like it when people cuss?" mysta asked.
"it's fine. as long as it's not directed towards me, we're good."
"and if it's directed towards you..?"
"i'm gonna cry."
"oh." mysta just said before laughing a little. i guess i have to tone it down a bit.
"want a bite?" y/n asked amidst the silence.
"sure! oompf."
"hey! that's one big bite you took!" y/n whined, making mysta laugh.
"here try mine- AYO YOU BITE SO BIG!"
"nye nye- WAAAH!"
the two of them just chased each other in the quiet streets while on their way to the station. they were like middle schoolers, laughing and shouting at each other while having the best day of their lives.
"i'm so tired... i've never ran that hard my whole life..." mysta said while panting.
y/n just pulled him down to the bench while they catch their breaths.
"water?" y/n said and offered her tumbler after she drank half of it. good thing she refills it in their room before she goes home every day.
mysta took it without saying anything and finished the whole thing.
"i'm so tired..." he whispered.
and at the same time, something heavy fell onto his shoulder.
it's y/n's head.
"y/n..? don't fall asleep." mysta reminded.
y/n just hummed.
they only sat there for a few minutes and y/n has fallen asleep in tiredness. mysta on the other hand has his eyes opened and he couldn't seem to close them.
just how could you sleep with an adorable lady leaning onto your shoulder?! mysta yelled in his mind.
mysta stared at the starless skies before his eyes landed on y/n's free hand.
he was feeling brave enough, so he slid his tender fingers to intertwine it with hers.
but mysta immediately took his hand back when he felt y/n moving.
"mysta." she called while rubbing her eyes. "want to play hide and seek?" y/n asked.
"h-huh? hide and seek?"
y/n nodded before offering her open palm. "give me your hand."
mysta didn't hesitate and placed his hand on top of hers.
there he immediately felt it. a heavy pang in his chest like a drum was suddenly played on a gigantic speaker without any noise. it almost gave him a heart attack, to add that a blinding light also flashed right in his eyes.
"ah... what the f***..." he mumbled while rubbing his eyes. that's gotta be hurt.
although nothing changed, mysta felt a little bit different.
"look." y/n calmly said while pointing at the hoard of birds flying in the skies.
mysta's eyes widened. the birds were all frozen in the air and not moving. mysta glanced at the nearby fountain, and the flowing water is not moving too.
and it was too silent as well.
"what's happening?" mysta asked.
"don't panic. calm down, mysta." y/n reminded and stood up, patting her skirt. "let's go?"
"let's go where?"
y/n pointed somewhere, making mysta glance in the same direction. he then saw a little girl running behind a tree and hiding.
"hide and seek." y/n said.
mysta was expecting that cute little grin she would give every time they were all about to do something mischievous. but y/n's face was too serious and cold. it doesn't look like she really wanted to play.
"come on." y/n said and flicked mysta's charm playfully.
mysta nodded and stood up as well. he felt his head turning in dizziness, so y/n had to hold him for a bit.
"i'm okay." mysta reassured. "who are we seeking for?"
y/n shrugged. "i don't know, mysta. who do you think we're seeking for?"
"what?!" mysta snapped but his tail immediately went in-between his legs when he saw y/n's serious face.
he glanced back to where he saw the child who hid behind a tree. mysta immediately felt something in his guts, saying that she wasn't there anymore. he doesn't know how he knew that, but he just...
he just knew.
"trust your ability, mysta." y/n gently said. "trust your guts."
mysta nodded before running.
"boo!" mysta exclaimed with a grin after peeking behind another tree.
"waaaah! how did you find me?!"
"you smell." mysta joked as he and the little girl laughs.
"hey, i found you now. come here." mysta said and offered his hand.
but the little kid's hand just went through his.
a spirit. mysta thought while looking at the girl's sad expression.
"c-can we play again, mister? i promise i'll leave soon! i just want to play one more time."
mysta blinked and glanced at y/n. he obviously doesn't know what to do with the poor spirit.
y/n just nodded at him, and that was enough consent for him to continue using his charm.
"okay then! what's your name?" mysta asked.
"people used to call me chai!"
used to call... mysta thought while feeling a little pain in his chest.
"okay, chai! you can hide now." mysta said and covered his face with his palms. "at the count of 10! 1... 2..."
the little spirit named chai just giggled and started running around again. she then noticed y/n staring at her so she approached her.
"big sister, can you see me too?" chai asked.
y/n smiled and replied,
"i always see you all."
chai's smile widened in amusement. "then! wanna play hide and seek with me and that mister too?"
y/n bit her lower lip while stopping the pain in her eyelids. "n-no, i can't." she whispered with a little crack in her voice.
"but i'll watch out for you and mister. okay?" y/n said and bopped chai's nose.
the little child giggled. "okay, big sister! ah! mister's gonna find me now!" she said before running behind the fountain.
"this is weird, y/n. i could feel wherever she was going. every step she took, i know where it is." mysta said while running towards y/n. "this is crazy??"
mysta didn't even wait for y/n's reply and chased down the spirit. chai was laughing with the biggest smile. y/n knew it's been a while since the kid wore one.
"the orange charm. a charm which holds the ability to trace a certain spirit." y/n said. "it was an ability closely similar to the fox goddess of luck, nina kosaka."
mysta turned to y/n with a toothy grin while crouching in front of chai.
"please take care of me, mysta rias." y/n gently said.
"i will!" mysta chirped before chai's spirit turned into little sparkling specks of dust, floating in the air.
the orange charm
the silly fox and the fairy dust
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