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I watched the interesting scene unravel under my eyes. My brother went to talk with Miku, two gazes stalked me, and a girl was jumping as hard as her little legs can take her.
My hand was on my chin, ghosting all-outlooks, only focusing on Miku's face.
My brother, "Haru," slowly walked with a beaming smile on his face; his graceful composure was widely shown as if God endowed him with all the confidence in the world.
He then stopped right in front of Miku and said a joyous, "Hi,"
Turning her head, she took a peek at the lad.
In a second, her eyes twitched as she appeared baffled about something.
From my spot, I can hear her mumbling, "Yami?"
Yet, right after that, she titled her head and creased her brows, ranging, "No,"
Her eyes slowly lost their glow till it came back to normal like she no longer was inquisitive.
My brother waited for her greeting that never came, and after he confirmed that she might not have heard him, he repeated vigorously a second, "Hi,"
Miku frowned for a second. However, she still answered with, "Hello?"
Brother introduced himself, "I'm Haru, from class 3,"
I was surprised that he didn't mention his family name; in most cases, it would bring instant awe. But I guess he's smarter than the average cannon fodder.
Silence again met his words; he never had a hard time finding words to voice, till today.
Pulling his hand out of his pocket, he reached his palm to shake her's before saying, "I see, you're a girl of few words,"
Glimpsing the coming hand, Miku subconsciously curtailed back; she looked like she's doing something wrong; with just a simple handshake, thinking twice, and trice before doing anything.
Again, My brother was left hanging; it didn't take him long before he dropped his hand in awkwardness; however, her small action was overtaken as shyness inside his mind, making him have an even favorable opinion of her.
The famous group got closer to Miku, as Haru spoke, "This is my friends. Would you like to accompany us for a cup of coffee?"
Of course, in normal circumstances, such an invitation would be accepted immediately by anyone inside the school; hanging out with the 'cool' kids will only further boost your social standings. Nonetheless, making connections with the richest heirs in the city.
Miku was perplexed; even before the time she met me, she would not just accept a casual invitation from a stranger.
Which made her think about a way to reject him politely.
In my observations, I felt a force pull me, right above the abdominal region. Aiya was sick and tired of jumping, so she yanked my uniform down, slightly bringing my face towards her's.
I was taken by surprise; my face fell down right above her's; seemingly, in a scandalous way, as we looked like a couple that was about to share a romantic kiss.
At the same time, Akari's eyes again caught me, but that wasn't the problem.
Now, they had been so close to Miku that she could see Akari's face turn ugly from behind.
She subconsciously turned her head to investigate the justification of the foreign girl's facial change.
And she spotted me again, having a moment with another girl.
Her hair up and eyes went blank after recognizing me; the book in her hand dropped on the ground; the wretched energy I previously felt was even more active this time, she made two steps to the front, shoving my brother as she mumbled, "Move,"
'Goddammit,' I sarcastically thought, rapidly heading straight towards them to soothe the situation.
To not have any loose ends in my speech, I grabbed Aiya's hand and dragged her with me.
After I reached Miku, I acted as casual as possible, not showing any signs of panic; I put my right hand on her shoulder, breaking her muddled state.
After getting pushed back, my brother didn't understand the meaning of her action. However, he also recognized me and promptly chimed, "What are you doing?"
"You're the one who should be asked that question," I annoyedly retorted.
"Huh!? And why's that?" He said.
"She's my big sister," I announced, squeezing my hand on her shoulder, before asking, "Right, sister?"
Miku's eyes blinked, angrily looking at me from the side, as she emitted a faint nod.
Haru was speechless, pacing back and forth between our faces as we didn't look similar in any shape or form, "How, you and her?" he said, making a face of ultimate abash.
I was in a rush, so I just uttered, "This is not a DNA clinic; you can check later,"
I heard Miku say something in an extremly low tone, "What were you doing?"
I answered her question by talking to Aiya, "You didn't learn that touching someone you don't know is offensive?"
"You're the one who stole my pen!" she shouted.
The system spoke in my ears, helping me on his own.
'Akari? How?'
'Wait, what? Isn't it going to be dangerous?'
'Oh! I see,' I had no reason not to follow Narcos, so I nodded and changed my temperament 180 degrees.
"Oh, but that doesn't explain why you wanted to kiss me?" I muttered, wearing a peaceful smile.
When my words reached Aiya's eardrums, she almost fell, knees buckling from the absurd words, "Wha... Kiss you? Since when did I want that?"
I ignored her and bluffed my way out, "You see, these lips are only reserved for my future girlfriend,"
My face was calmer than dead water as I pulled Miku from her place, saying, "Well, we have some familiar matters to attend to,"
Before going, I winked at Aiya and whispered, "Stop trying to kiss strangers," and laughed on the way.
Akira had a startled look on her face; Aiya was fuming with a mix of shock and anger. While Miku was stuck processing my earlier words.
I dragged Miku till we reached an isolated place, but before I spoke, I heard her say, "Why would she try to kiss you?"
I shrugged my shoulders, shamelessly declaring, "Because I am handsome, maybe?"
Lips shut, she concentrated her pupils on any slipped expression I could possibly make, yet, she didn't find anything remarkable.
I added, playing with her hair using my finger, "I'm quite sad, you know, my kiss had such high demand, but I can't use it often,"
"What do you mean?" Miku scrawled.
"I mean, our contract needs to be looked at,"
Her pupils traveled towards me; as I heard her teeth grits, I never thought a girl this small could spew a horrible killing aura.
She grabbed the finger, tangled between her beautifully long violet hair, before asserting, "You want to annul the contract?"
I felt like I will be heading to my death if I said, "yes,"
Either way, that wasn't my purpose; narcos had told me a plan to achieve the last point and this was the beginning of it.
"Don't be silly; of course not," I said, "However, you need to give me more, so I can be satisfied,"
We were so close that partially our breaths blended.
In a second, I grabbed her waist and said my piece, "In other words, you will need to give me your eyes next,"
(A/N: next chapter after 2040)