"Yes, Rena. I'm really sorry but I have too. You still have that picture right, always keep it with you. I'll do the same. " Fuutarou whispered as 'Rena' started sobbing uncontrollably.
This Rena was Yotsuba, the one who told her sisters about her meeting Fuutarou. Of course, Fuutarou has no knowledge of this at all. And he wasn't thinking about 'Rena' having split personalities at the moment, rather focusing in comforting jer.
The teacher accompanying Fuutarou chuckled a little before walking away from them, giving them privacy.
"When I meet you again, I'll definitely become everyone's example!! From now on, I'm gonna study lots, get way smarter, join a company that pays a ton and make my mom's life easier!" Yotsuba declared. Fuutarou nodded while patting her back. He suddenly grinned broadly.
"Then from now on, I'll work hard and do the same, Rena! I'll get crazy smart and make me some money! Then I might be able to make my family live without any hardships! And when we meet each other again, we'll be standing at the top! " Yotsuba laughed at his declaration and wiped her tears. She then held up her pinky finger.
"Let's study like our lives depend on it! Pinky promise?" Fuutarou smirked and nodded at her suggestion, wrapping his pinky around hers.
" Yeah, pinky promise. " The unbreakable promise was made. Fuutarou let go after a few moments later. He wanted to say something. But Rena suddenly grabbed his collar and pulled him in.
"Chu~!"
Fuutarou widened his eyes and blushed vividly as Yotsuba's soft lips kissed his cheek. Yotsuba giggled, a big blush sported her cheeks. She stepped back a little and smiled at the baffled Fuutarou.
"R-rena. Wh-why?" Fuutarou stuttered out, his hand laid on the place she kissed him. The pink haired girl stuck out her tongue mischievously at him, pulling the skin under her eyes a little.
"Not telling!! Bweh!!!"
"Hahahahahaha!!!" " Fuutarou laughed loudly and Yotsuba joined in. They laughed for a while and looked into each other's eyes. 'Wow. His eyes are shiny like gold.' Yotsuba thought, staring at the blonde's piercing golden eyes.
' I am lucky to have met you, Rena.' Fuutarou closed his eyes, opening them again to look at Yotsuba with a determined expression.
"Wanna hug?" Fuutarou opened his arms, inviting her. Yotsuba quickly went in for the hug.
"See you soon, Fuutarou-kun." She whispered as they released the hug. They waved at each other for one last time before they started walking away from each other.
That night, Fuutarou unknowingly made two pinky promises to two different girls. He will remember this sweet but also super confusing moment in his life forever.
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"I'm bored." Fuutarou whispered as he was laying on his bed in his assigned hotel room. He got up and looked at the bustling city of Kyoto outside the window. The city was still not sleeping despite it being the middle of the night, with tons of cars here and there.
"Not again..." Tears suddenly welled up in his eyes as he quickly wiped them. The memories of him with 'Rena' were still fresh im his mind. He almost broke down a couple of times while lying down on his bed.
He needed to do something to clear his mind or else he'll actually break down if he keeps remembering his moments with her. As his mind was swirling trying to figure out something to clear his mind, he kept staring at the city. Then it clicked.
"Let's go exploring." With that decision, Fuutarou grabbed his backpack, making sure that his belongings, especially his katana were all still in it. A few moments later, he found himself sneaking out the hotel.
He put on his hood and walked with his hands in his pockets. It was more silent than he initially thought. Fuutarou had a serene expression on him as he looked at various closed shops around him.
It was then where everything suddenly went dark....
.....
"Ugh...My head..." Fuutarou groaned lowly as his eyes slowly opened. Everything around him was a blur, but he could tell he was somewhere else, somewhere unfamiliar. He tried moving his hands, before he widened his eyes as he realized the situation he was in. His hands were tied behind him by a thick rope to a black foldable chair. His legs were in a similar predicament, tied up to the chair's legs.
"What the hell!" He cursed, panic clear im his tone as he struggled to escape the bindings. Immediately stopping as it provided no benefit. Fuutarou took a deep breath, before he examined his surroundings. He was in a room that only had one hanging lightbulb as its light source.
He sighed in relied as he realized his black duffel bag at the corner of the small room. He then felt that his hidden knife was still there, and started formulating an escape plan. Whoever kidnapped him was an amateur. Well, no one wouldn't expect a kid to be carrying weapons on him in the first place.
His father taught him that learning how to be calm in any situation you're in is a superpower. Fuutarou's heart was beating as fast as possible, an obvious sign that he was scared. Who wouldn't be? But now, he had a way to escape, and instead of panicking himself to death, he should try to make a run for it.
He let his hidden knife slide down his left hand before furiously cutting the rope he was being tied up by.
"Safe." Fuutarou whispered as he stood up, his binds now in shreds. He laid eyes on his backpack and rushed towards it, quickly unzipping it. Fuutarou grinned as he looked at Ame no Habakiri laying innocently in it.
"Oh baby, come to papa." Fuutarou whispered as he took out his katana and a strap that allowed him to hang his katana at the side of his waist. After doing so, he was about to open the door but someone outside beat him to it.
"Finally, let's ship this kid off to Libya—"
Fuutarou had rushed towards the person who entered the room. He jumped and stabbed the person through the neck with his knife, splashing blood everywhere.
*PSSSHHH!!!!*
The blood got on his face and stained his hair. Fuutarou pulled out his weapon from the man's neck and pushed the dead man away. He shook the blade, getting most of the blood off the knife.
Fuutarou had just killed a person in cold blood. "Oh shit... What have I done..." He whispered, disgust in his eyes. But then, he remembered the words coming from the man's mouth before he killed him.
"Human trafficking? Damn, Japan has them too? This country ain't so perfect after all." Fuutarou whispered as he quickly exited the room. He then found himself in a large area. It had lots of shipping containers and a lot of men around the area.
"A warehouse? Where am I?" Fuutarou whispered as he hid behind some boxes.
Now what does he do....
To be continued.....