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"Hee hee...”

“You’ll be a gorgeous princess, Neku.”

                             with  a  sigh ,   joshua  waited  outside  the  school  gates ,   tapping  his  phone  screen  as  he  ran  through  a  level  on  some  rhythm  game  sanae  had  gotten  him  into .   he  listened  to  the  frequencies ,   though ,   waiting  for  neku  to  get  close  enough  that  he  could  end  his  game  and  look  up .   this  happened  quickly  enough ,   and  as  the  composer  pocketed  his  phone ,   he  glanced  to  his  right  as  neku  walked  out  the  gate ,   a  smirk  on  his  lips  as  if  him  waiting  there  was  the  most  natural  thing  in  the  world .

                             “   ah ,   NEKU ,   how  long  the  days  without  you  have  felt ,   ”   he  recited ,   pushing  himself  off  the  wall  with  his  heel  and  facing  him .

“H-Huh...?” Yua paused in the doorway of Wildkat, seeing an unfamiliar ginger and a distinct lack of a particular barista. There was an extremely fluffy  cloud  is at his side, connected to him by a leash the Reaper was holding. Said fluffy cloud sniffs around the shop entrance a bit and barks before tugging him inside. It seems like the dog was highly interested in making himself at home under one of the booths.

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         “Neku is gonna be a princess? Well...hm. Does this make Mista H. tha king? Also does this mean he’s gonna be guarded by a dragon?”

he   knew   it   was   rude   to   simply   grasp   onto   the   back   of   a   stranger   but   mathias   had   been   helplessly   stuck   amidst   a   crowd   for   quite   a   while   now,      pulled   along   by   the   sea   of   people⸻      the   boy   he’d   seen   seemed   to   so   easily   cut   his   way   through,      assumingly   accustomed   to   a   city   this   busy......