Ugh. These days felt like a bad joke. I could barely walk properly thanks to the stomach ache from some bad food, but of course, my mom insisted I go to school anyway. I barely made it through the front door of the school before I had the urgent need to relieve myself. I rushed straight to the Royal toilet—yeah, that's what they call the fancy school bathroom.
But just as I was about to get some relief, *bam!*—I was transported again. This time, I found myself in one of Yumi's illusions. It was surreal, with the usual weirdness I had come to expect. The angel was there again, and it felt like things were about to get awkward.
They were talking to each other, completely ignoring me as I stood there, pants halfway down. Then, they both looked at me. Naked. I panicked, hurriedly zipping up my pants and flushing the toilet, but before I could even finish saying "What the f—," the angel, in a weirdly timely fashion, censored the words for the audience. How considerate.
I was about to ask her why she did that, but suddenly, the lights turned on. I wasn't in a bathroom anymore. Nope, I was in the middle of a grand theatre. Angels and demons were seated everywhere, some looking confused, some angry, and to top it off, a ghost was selling hotdogs in the corner. The smell was mouth-watering, which was *probably* the weirdest part of this whole situation.
Suddenly, one of the angels—dressed in a judge's robe—smashed down a hammer (I don't even know what it was called). Before I could even ask what the heck was going on, you, Yumi, yanked me out of the illusion.
The next thing I knew, I was sitting back in my familiar, *good* reliable chair, in the middle of my classroom. My teacher was absent, so it seemed like I had a bunch of free time to sit and wonder about my life choices. Then Nana, the weird zombie girl, suddenly approached me, acting like some cool, rich school girl.
She offered me candies that looked a bit... strange, but being a gentleman (or at least trying to be), I took one. Honestly, it tasted pretty good. I turned around to see Yumi, of course, just chilling there, absorbed in some FPS game on her phone.
I asked her what the hell had just happened. She blinked and gave me this look like she didn't know what I was talking about. "Huh?" she said, like she was totally out of the loop.
"Meet me at the school gate later," she added, without any further explanation.
Fast forward to after school. I showed up at the school gate, and there she was, waiting. I hesitated, not sure if I should approach because she was busy fixing her hair and putting on makeup. You know, typical Yumi stuff. But eventually, I walked up to her.
She turned to me and, in the most casual way possible, said, "You're currently on Heaven's watch list because you're not in any of the prophecy books... or the Book of Death."
My frustration bubbled up, and I shot back, "So, it's your fault, huh?"
She just looked away, denying everything. "Nah, you ate my melon bread," she said, completely dodging the conversation.
Then, she stopped, gave me a playful smile, and asked, "Hey, wanna have some fun?"
Before I could stop myself, I said, "Yes."
I didn't even know what I was agreeing to, but there was something about her smile that made me say it.
What could possibly go wrong?