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peachsayshi · 1 year

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ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ minors / ageless / blank blogs (dni) ↬･tags: heartbreaking kind of angst; pining; reader is gojo’s sister; geto has tattoos; au; age gap; reader is twenty two and geto is twenty seven; mentions of alcohol

⥽ notes: keeping this open ended because I may write more on this.

✧⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄ older brother’s best friend geto x female reader (inspired by this post) ⋄⋆⋅⋆⋄✧

your heart refuses to steady herself as she continues beating erratically, knocking against your ribs and begging for release. you’ve waited patiently for her to return to normal, but she sings even louder as you push her to the of her back of your mind, chanting on and on about a love that she refuses to remain silent about.

it’s been weeks since the kiss; days where you spent countless nights wide awake while thinking about suguru. when you close your eyes, the memory plays back like a dream, the feel of his lips etched perfectly in your mind as familiar as the air you breath.

he was so slow, so gentle; guiding you with patience while sweetly explaining what to do with your lips and tongue. he whisked away your nerves with the brush of his tender hand, trailing it slowly to the back of your neck to hold you in place. you expected him to pull away once you got the hang of it, but instead he continued exploring.

it made your stomach flutter, stirring a heat deep within your core that made you a little lightheaded.

your own nervous hands reached to hold him by his strong shoulders, the touch resulting in suguru to swing his free arm around your waist and pull you right up against his chest.

god, he was strong, you could feel it in the grip of his palm and the way he maneuvered you around like a rag doll.

minutes might have passed, but you could barely count the seconds once you felt his weight collapse onto you. you were trapped underneath his broad chest, legs slowly intertwining around his hips as he pinned you horizontally onto the sofa.

you were buzzing from head to toe, tingling fingers reaching for the strands of his beautiful mane. then there was the roll of his hips, moving at a graceful pace, pressing the heavy weight of his erection right up against your jeans.

you whimpered, pulling away from his lips for a moment to pant out his name.

you felt him grow still, tangled between your limbs as if registering the moment himself. he dropped his head down to your shoulder, mumbling a curse under his breath before carefully pulling himself back upright.

“shit, uh...” he exhaled, a hint of shame masking his ever so handsome face. “I didn’t mean to get carried away.”

you didn’t know what to say; a part of you was desperate for him to continue, to familiarize yourself with desire in every capacity, but instead you tucked your bottom lip between your teeth and mumbled “it’s alright,” quietly.

you haven’t seen suguru since - not alone, at least.

the two of you stayed in touch with the occasional calls and texts, but you’ve been itching for a repeat of that moment once again.

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tonight is your chance, and your heart won't stop pounding.

despite knowing everybody at suguru’s birthday party, you still can’t help but feel isolated from the crowd. you were standing in the corner, trying your best to remain cool as you carried on your conversation with shoko and utahime.

you were holding your purse protectively close to your chest, securing the small but neatly wrapped present inside. your eyes kept glancing to the rest of the party, scanning over your brother’s loud personality taking up most of the space in the room, and trying to find his quiet, dark haired counterpart.

your cheeks grow scorchingly hot when you accidentally made eye contact with suguru.

you quickly turned away, taking a sip of your drink to cool yourself off.

he looked unfairly good tonight. his hair tucked away in a perfect bun and he dressed to mirror the striking night sky in all back. you envied how he effortlessly carried himself, not a single ounce of uneasiness wavering his confidence.

still, you didn’t want to come across as desperate, wanting to uphold the same level of aloofness that he did about the kiss.

it’s a casual thing, you kept repeating to yourself but your heart fought back with a convincing rebuttal.

you were grateful that you were able to play the wallflower tonight, finding moments of solitude to yourself just to recollect your thoughts. you managed to slip away from the crowd for a moment, and headed over to the kitchen.

just as you opened the fridge to grab a bottle of water, you heard a honeyed voice speak from behind you.

“hey, you”

you almost backed up right against the fridge as you turned on your heel when suguru walked towards you, your knees instantly buckling from the nerves.

you glanced around the room and realized that there was no one else around.

you finally earned your moment alone with him.

you felt like a teenager staring up at the beautiful boy you knew you could never have, but you mustered up a single string of confidence to share a lovely smile and greet him with an eager “hello”.

there’s a look in his dark eyes, one of recognition and intrigue that sends a tingle up your spine. you shift anxiously from one foot to the next, clutching onto your water bottle as he reaches for a beer.

he cracks it open against the table, and you can’t help but clench your thighs as you noticed how his muscles tense, causing the veins in his forearms to protrude slightly against his intricate tattoos.

he holds your shy gaze once more, taking a sip of his beer before offering the bottle to you.

“want some?”

you politely shake your head no, and in turn he just smiles.

“not your thing?”

“I’m not a fan of the taste - it’s too bitter”

“hmm, quite understandable coming from someone so sweet”

his comment left you speechless, left you standing there with parted lips and a slightly dumbstruck expression.

of course, suguru notices, and he finds the opportunity to sew up the dividing space separating you both.

“you look nice,” he compliments, doing very little to help the blood pumping heavily into your ears.

you look down at your outfit - the one you carefully pieced together like a complicated puzzle.

your heart is giddy, skipping over itself with excitement that suguru even noticed.

you squeeze the bottle against your sweaty palms, hoping that your flushed expression wouldn’t make itself obviously known.

“thank you,” you reply coyly. “satoru said I was overdressed...”

“I think we both you know that your brother is a bit of an idiot,” suguru remarks with a quirk of his brow, “don’t take everything he says to heart”

it killed you how easily you swooned, posing as a weak challenger when in combat against him.

you laugh under your breath, your shaky hand placing the water bottle back onto the counter. you fold your arms close to your chest, trying your best to to even out your courage as you find his eyes once more.

“I don’t,” you reassure him before gently reaching to tug at his soft black tee, “happy birthday, by the way. I-I- didn’t really get a chance to say it properly yet,”

suguru nods his head politely in acknowledgement, “thank you, I’m glad you came tonight...”

“you are?” you ask a little too hopefully, a little too earnestly from how your brows upturn with curiosity.

“of course,” he states matter of factly, “you’re just as important to me as everyone else in the room”

his words send a tremor down to the space between your legs. you can literally feel yourself throbbing for him, and the way your eyes glaze over with a filter of pretty pink hearts is evidence that you didn’t need any alcohol to inebriate you when he was doing the job all by himself.

“I got you something-” you whispered, but your voice was drowned out by yuki.

“oi, did you disappear with our beers, suguru?”

“no, sorry,” the man replied, ripping apart the tension by casually grabbing a couple more bottles in his hand. “I’ll be right there...”

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as the night was drawing to a close, you were starting to feel more and more like a fish out of water. shoko’s home was now filled with friends and associates, each person moving between the crowd like they simply just belonged there.

being the youngest person in the room, you felt wildly out of place. you check the clock just one more time, before deciding it would be best to end the night…but not before you give suguru his present.

you informed satoru of your departure, to which he asked utahime to offer you a ride home.

“text me the minute you are back at your place, alright?” your brother insisted with a protective tone.

“I will”

“I just have to use the bathroom before we head out,” utahime informed as she reached for her own purse.

“that’s fine, but, uhm...do you have any idea where suguru went? I just want to say bye...”

“I saw him stepping outside for a smoke with his friends...just be mindful of the one with blue hair...” she explained. “I’ll meet you by my car when you’re ready okay, sweets?”

you nodded your head.

you kept an eye out for him as you traveled through the crowd, holding the gift protectively between your fingers. there was a tightness in your belly from the building tension, but you were hopeful that he would like the present that you thoughtfully picked out for him.

sliding one of the glass windows open, you stepped out into shoko’s garden. the stone pathway was lit up with candles, radiating the many shades of green around you, but as your eyes scanned the scene an audible gasp left your lips when your heart froze.

when finally, after weeks of conducting it’s own music, it stopped beating.

there was suguru - his back up against the wall and his arms around someone else.

one hand was digging into the fabric of her purple dress, the other tangled around her light hair as their lips locked in a heated kiss…and they were completely engrossed in one another.

you couldn’t move, you couldn’t even breathe - it’s not the first time you’ve seen suguru kissing somebody else, but this particular one paralyzed you then shattered you into a million little pieces on the floor.

your fingers and toes went numb, your bottom lip trembling uncontrollably as you found the strength to turn back around with hot tears pricking your eyes. you wiped the rogue ones that fell down your cheeks, aimlessly meandering through the crowd as you hastily make your way over to utahime’s car.

all the while thinking how stupid, how so incredibly foolish, you are for falling for someone so far out of your league.

for loving a man who was completely unattainable to you.

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gojosmovingcastle · 6 months

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nocturne - g. suguru

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𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏 Geto 𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚕𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚖𝚘𝚜𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚞𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚗𝚘𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚒𝚗 Japan. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚅𝚊𝚕-𝚍'𝙾𝚒𝚜𝚎 𝚍é𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 10𝚝𝚑 𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚢, 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 Daisuke 𝙸 𝚘𝚏 Geto 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚍. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚊 𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚞𝚗𝚒𝚚𝚞𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚘𝚏 𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚙𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚜𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝙷𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚘𝚏 Geto 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚜𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚋𝚕𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚖𝚊𝚒𝚕 𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚊𝚕 𝚘𝚏 𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚛𝚒𝚊𝚐𝚎, 𝚒𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚍, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚖𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 North 𝚘𝚏 Japan 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 South. 𝙷𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕-𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚍𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚎 𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚍𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚕𝚕 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚋𝚢 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚍𝚘𝚖𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 Emperor. 𝚂𝚒𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗, 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚝𝚒𝚝𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚎𝚖𝚋𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚌𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝙳𝚞𝚌 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍 - 𝚍𝚎𝚕𝚎𝚐𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚊𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍, 𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜.

𝙸𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 19𝚝𝚑 𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚢, Suguru Geto 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝚝𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝙴𝚞𝚛𝚘𝚙𝚎. 𝙵𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚑 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝙾𝚡𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚄𝚗𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚢 Suguru 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚊 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚏 𝚏𝚛𝚎𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝙷𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 Geto Clan back in Japan. 𝙻𝚒𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚜𝚘 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚔 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚝 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝, 𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚏𝚊𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚌𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗. 𝚄𝚙𝚘𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚊 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜, Suguru 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙𝚘𝚗 𝚊 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚑 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚁𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚜. 𝚃𝚘𝚘 𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚊𝚝 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚜𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚌𝚑 them, 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚘𝚏𝚏 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚙𝚙𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚜𝚒𝚍𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚝, 𝚊𝚍𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚏𝚊𝚛. 𝚃𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑, 𝚊𝚜 Suguru 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚗𝚢 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚜 - 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚟𝚘𝚒𝚍.

𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚍𝚛𝚒𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛'𝚜 𝚙𝚊𝚝𝚑, 𝚗𝚘𝚝 𝚞𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛. 𝚄𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚍𝚊𝚢 𝚝𝚑𝚎 woman 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚞𝚙, stopping in the middle of her walk and turning to the long black haired man. F𝚒𝚗𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢, fully facing Suguru 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚒𝚎𝚛𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜.

"𝚈𝚘𝚞 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠, 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚜 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚛𝚞𝚍𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚝 𝚊 𝚕𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚊𝚕𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚊𝚝 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝." 𝚂𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚕𝚢 𝚌𝚑𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚊 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎. "𝙼𝚢 𝚊𝚙𝚘𝚕𝚘𝚐𝚒𝚎𝚜, 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚊𝚖, 𝙸 𝚖𝚎𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚗𝚘 𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚎𝚗𝚜𝚎." Suguru 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚢 𝚊𝚗𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚛, 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚖𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚏𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚌𝚔 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚖.

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚜𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚖𝚊𝚗. "𝚆𝚎𝚕𝚕, 𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗'𝚝 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚐𝚘𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚖𝚢 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎? 𝙸 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚒𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚝𝚢 𝚒𝚜 𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚟𝚎 - 𝙸 𝚌𝚊𝚗 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜." Suguru 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚋𝚊𝚌𝚔 𝚘𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚊𝚐𝚊𝚒𝚗, 𝚜𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚔 𝚋𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚙𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚜𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚛. "𝙿𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚎 𝚎𝚡𝚌𝚞𝚜𝚎 𝚖𝚢 𝚛𝚞𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜," he stammered out. Causing her to 𝚠𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎-𝚌𝚕𝚊𝚍 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚜𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚑𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚎. "𝚃𝚘𝚘 𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚕," 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚞𝚌𝚔 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚑𝚒𝚖, 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 Suguru 𝚑𝚊𝚕𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚊 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙 𝚗𝚎𝚡𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚝er 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗.

"Y/n" She introduced herself with a smile that made sunshine envious. H𝚎 𝚝𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚐𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚊 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚕𝚎 𝚔𝚒𝚜𝚜 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚗𝚊𝚖𝚎.

𝙰𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 Suguru 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝. 𝙻𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚌𝚊𝚏é.

𝙴𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚢 - 𝚊𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚞𝚌𝚑 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚊𝚝��𝚜 - Suguru 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚊 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚑𝚒𝚖, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚍, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝙻𝚞𝚌𝚒𝚊 𝚍𝚒 𝙻𝚊𝚖𝚖𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚘𝚘𝚛.

𝙸𝚗𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚍, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚙𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚠𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚒𝚛𝚌𝚞𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚗 𝚊 𝚌𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚕 𝚋𝚊𝚛 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚍𝚞𝚌𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚎 𝚏𝚛𝚒𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚜. 𝙰𝚏𝚝𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚜, 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚎 Suguru 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚙 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚏𝚕𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚛 - 𝚏𝚒𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚓𝚘𝚢 𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚢𝚏𝚞𝚕𝚗𝚎𝚜𝚜. 𝙻𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚕𝚢, 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛, 𝚍𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚕𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚗𝚘 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚒𝚌 - 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑, 𝚒𝚏 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚊𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚍 Suguru, 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚎𝚗𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑.

𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚙 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚝𝚎 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚢, 𝚜𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚠𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘𝚐𝚎𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛. 𝙸𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚞𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚕 Suguru 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚗 𝚝𝚘 Japan 𝚞𝚙𝚘𝚗 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛'𝚜 𝚛𝚎𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚕𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚒𝚕𝚕.

𝙷𝚎 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚘 𝚕𝚎𝚊𝚟𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚌𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚋𝚎𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚟𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚖𝚊𝚝𝚎, 𝚜𝚘 𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚐𝚒𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 Nanami and Satoru 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚘𝚕𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚗𝚜𝚎𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐.

𝙰𝚙𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚊𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚌𝚘𝚋𝚋𝚕𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚒𝚛𝚕𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚟𝚎𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚝 𝚍𝚊𝚛𝚔 𝚋𝚕𝚞𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚡 𝚊𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚜. 𝙽𝚎𝚛𝚟𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚗𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚜 𝚠𝚑𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚐𝚛𝚎𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚠𝚊𝚛𝚖 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎𝚜, 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎𝚜 𝚊 𝚐𝚎𝚗𝚎𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚜 𝚐𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚜 𝚘𝚏 Shoko 𝚆𝚑𝚒𝚜𝚔𝚎𝚢 𝚒𝚏 𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚏𝚒𝚝 𝚊 𝚐𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚘𝚛 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚎.

Suguru 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚎𝚊𝚞𝚝𝚒𝚏𝚞𝚕 𝚠𝚘𝚖𝚊𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚕𝚕 𝚌𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚞𝚙 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚘𝚔 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚙 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚝, 𝚜𝚘 𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚋𝚎 𝚊 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚏𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚝𝚒𝚖𝚎. 𝙺𝚗𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚕𝚢 𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚍𝚘𝚘𝚛 𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝙼𝚛𝚜.y/ln 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚊𝚍𝚘𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚜𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚝 𝚛𝚎𝚍-𝚌𝚑𝚎𝚎𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚎. 𝙷𝚎𝚛 𝚐𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚐𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚒𝚗 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚊𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚗 𝚙𝚘𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚝 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚎𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚒𝚛 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚒𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚒𝚝. 𝙱𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 Suguru 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚜𝚔 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝙼𝚛.y/ln, Yuta - y/n'𝚜 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛 - 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚊𝚢 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚒𝚛𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚜𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚔. "𝚃𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚢 𝚐𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚙𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚘𝚗," Yuta 𝚙𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚍 𝚞𝚙 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚕𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚒𝚝 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚒𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊 𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚔, "𝙼𝚘𝚖 𝚜𝚊𝚠 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚠𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚕𝚊𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚎𝚎𝚔 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚑𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚜𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝙿𝚘𝚙 𝚊𝚋𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚑𝚘𝚠 𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚙𝚢 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚊𝚜. 𝚆𝚎 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚓𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚠𝚊𝚒𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚏𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞 𝚝𝚘 𝚐𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚞𝚛𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚊𝚜𝚔."

𝚃𝚑at 𝚗𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝 Suguru 𝚐𝚘𝚝 𝚍𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚘𝚗 𝚘𝚗𝚎 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚎 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚙 𝚍𝚒𝚛𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚊𝚕𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚁𝚒𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚃𝚑𝚊𝚖𝚎𝚜. 𝚆𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚝𝚎𝚊𝚛𝚜 𝚒𝚗 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚎𝚢𝚎𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚍𝚎 𝚒𝚝 𝚘𝚏𝚏𝚒𝚌𝚒𝚊𝚕, 𝙼𝚛𝚜.y/n Geto. 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 royalty 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚘𝚠𝚗 𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚝𝚠𝚒𝚗𝚎𝚍 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚌𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝚘𝚋𝚜𝚎𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚛𝚜𝚎. 𝙾𝚗𝚌𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚋𝚛𝚘𝚞𝚐𝚑𝚝 their first son 𝚒𝚗𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚛𝚕𝚍, Suguru's 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚚𝚞𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚐𝚗𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 Y/n 𝚠𝚊𝚜𝚗'𝚝 𝚏𝚛𝚘𝚖 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚌𝚛𝚊𝚝𝚒𝚌 Japanese clan. 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚎𝚗 their daughter 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚗, 𝚋𝚘𝚝𝚑 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚒𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚎𝚛𝚎 𝚐𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚒𝚘𝚞𝚜𝚕𝚢 𝚒𝚗𝚟𝚘𝚕𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚞𝚙𝚋𝚛𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚗. Yuta 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚏𝚎 Maki 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚊 𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚜𝚒𝚡 𝚖𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚑𝚜 before the Geto's daughter 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚋𝚘𝚛𝚗, 𝚕𝚊𝚗𝚍𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚑𝚒𝚖 𝚒𝚗 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚒𝚍𝚍𝚕𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚝𝚠𝚘 𝙼𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚌𝚢 𝚜𝚒𝚋𝚕𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜.

Y/n 𝚊𝚗𝚍 Suguru 𝚛𝚊𝚒𝚜𝚎𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚒𝚛 𝚌𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚍𝚛𝚎𝚗 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚊𝚍𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚞𝚛𝚎, 𝚗𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛 𝚖𝚒𝚜𝚜𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚍 𝚘𝚏 their 𝚕𝚒𝚏𝚎. 𝙰𝚗𝚍 𝚠𝚑𝚒𝚕𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚍𝚒𝚍 𝚖𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚖 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚜 𝚘𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚢𝚎𝚊𝚛, Suguru 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚊 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚌𝚊𝚖𝚎 𝚘𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 their first son's 𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚛𝚝 - 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚘𝚜𝚒𝚟𝚎 - 𝚝𝚎𝚖𝚙𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚝𝚛𝚞𝚖𝚜. 𝚃𝚑𝚎 𝚖𝚘𝚖𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚑𝚎 𝚜𝚎𝚝 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚛'𝚜 𝚓𝚊𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚏𝚒𝚛𝚎 Suguru 𝚔𝚗𝚎𝚠 𝚜𝚑𝚎 𝚑𝚊𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚎𝚡𝚙𝚕𝚊𝚒𝚗 𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐 about the sorcerer world. 𝙱𝚞𝚝, 𝚝𝚘 his 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚎, Y/n 𝚠𝚊𝚜 𝚟𝚎𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚙𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚕𝚎𝚝 him 𝚔𝚗𝚘𝚠 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚒𝚝 𝚍𝚒𝚍𝚗'𝚝 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚗𝚐𝚎 𝚊 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐. Already knowing he was raised 𝚒𝚗 𝚊 𝚗𝚘𝚋𝚕𝚎 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙𝚎𝚍 her 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚝 𝚜𝚘𝚖𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚖𝚞𝚜𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚊𝚢 𝚜𝚎𝚌𝚛𝚎𝚝 𝚒𝚗 𝚘𝚛𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚘 𝚙𝚛𝚘𝚝𝚎𝚌𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚘𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎 - 𝚊𝚗𝚍 Suguru 𝚕𝚘𝚟𝚎𝚍 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚏𝚊𝚖𝚒𝚕𝚢 𝚖𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚑𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚢𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚗𝚐.

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