Shin POV

        I put Y/n down to the chair since my precious angel wants to enjoy her dinner with me at the dining table. She’s so considerate to think about me, refused my order to just send her dinner for her to enjoy in my room. - Saying that she wants to eat with me, properly at the dining table. How can I say no to her simple desires? Every word from her is like enchanted to me anyway… Nonetheless, I do rational about certain things that can harm her even though it comes from her words herself. 

        “I’m sorry for burdening you with dinner, Takuya-san. I should help you.” Y/n said; once she saw Takuya-san put a bowl of soup in front of her. I pulled my chair beside her, it’s easy for me to help her with anything if I’m closer with Y/n. Properly said, I prefer any place to be close to her despite her in a weak condition or not.

         “No, it’s my job anyway, Hinamura-san. Do you feel any better?” 

         “Yes. I hope my injury will heal faster. I don’t want to burden you, or even Shin.” Y/n stated, smiling when I’m looking at her; God… her happy smile. I really love to see it. Every part of her can make me smiles for the entire day. No… for my eternal life. 

        “You’re not a burden to me, Y/n… ever.” I said, reached her warm hand and linked her small fingers with mine. She rolled her eyes, there’s a little shy smile on the corner of her lips.

        “You and your sweet talk,” She pulled away her finger from my cold hand. I smiled at the sight of her blush when she knows that I’m staring at her. She clenched her spoon; took a peek at me and sighing a couple times. It’s really fascinating to watch every of her movement, even the small ones. 

        “Takuya-san, why don’t you join us for dinner?”

        Y/n broke the silence when she saw Takuya-san walks closer to the dining table to put my meal.

        “My apologies, Hinamura-san. But, I think you should have a lovely dinner together with Shin-sama.” 

        “I never have been able to eat at the same table with you since I’ve come here, Takuya-san.” Y/n turned her head and looks at me. “Can he eat with us, Shin?”

        “Sure.” I replied within seconds, staring at Takuya-san as he is standing politely at the end of the table.

        “Join us for dinner, Takuya-san.” I ordered. He sure never had a dinner with Y/n since I’m the one who told him to do so. 

        Takuya-san quickly bows and left the dining table. A minute later, he walked out of the kitchen, pulled the chair in front of me and setting his own meal. 

        “It’s fun when we’re having a meal with a lot of people. Isn’t it right, Shin?” Y/n cheerfully said; her reaction somehow bringing the memories back when she was small. 

        “I’m enjoying every moment only with you, Y/n. I don’t care about anyone else.” I grabbed the spoon that been placed beside the bowl. Takuya-san did help along this time after Y/n was gone, but I’ve never found it was enjoyable to spend my time with him. Still, if I have to choose, Takuya-san maybe a better mortal to spend time with, than any other mortals out there. He's helping me a lot about this human world after all…

        “You shouldn’t say that, Shin-kun. Sometimes, you have to appreciate the people around you. Not to mention if they have done something nice for you.” Y/n advised.

       I smiled when I heard Y/n said that. She’s not wrong, but I don’t tend to appreciate people other than Y/n. And I choose that way…

        Y/n blew the soup on her spoon, sipping it. - Unnoticed; that my eyes watching her enjoying the meal. 

        “Do you know Shin for a long time, Takuya-san?” Y/n asked. I turned my head to gaze at Takuya-san that coincidently look at me, like asking my permission to answer her question. When I’m slightly nodding, Takuya-san moves his eyes to Y/n. 

        “Quite a while, Hinamura-san.” 

        “Do you remember Kenji, Y/n?” I interrupted. Takuya-san looks agitated when I’m pointing out that name. Maybe he scared since he doesn’t know that I’m already recovered Y/n’s memories. I’ve told him to keep it secret. Well, everything is secret when we found Y/n again. So, he just obeyed any of my instructions. 

         Y/n put her spoon down. “Kenji?”

        “Do you remember him?” I repeated, can’t wait for her answer. 

        “The man that came to kill my dad, was it? He was there too, when I cut your wing, isn’t it?” Y/n asked for a confirmation. She seems certain, but also doubtful with her own answer. Suddenly, Y/n covered her mouth swiftly. She turned her head and moves her hands slightly to speak to me.

        “Does Takuya-san know that you are…” She stopped right there, making me smile to look at her reaction. She’s too cute…  

        “Yes. He knows about me being an angel or the fallen ones, Y/n. Isn’t that right, Takuya-san?”  

        “Yes, Shin-sama.” 

        “Plus, he’s one of the Kenji subordinates…  Or should I say, Comrade? Assistant? Servant?” I smiled and crossed my arms. “Or perhaps, a friend… I believe.”  

        “I’m not his friend, Shin-sama. That’s for sure.” Takuya-san tries to clear my suspicion on him. He doesn’t have to do it, though. I don’t believe anything or anyone with ease anymore. 

        “I don’t know that you were… So you were there too, Takuya-san? You know who I am?” Y/n eagerly asked. 

        “Yes, I was there. I know you are Daiki’s daughter, Hinamura-san. When you came back to Japan, I don’t recognize you at first. Shin-sama is the one who told me the girl who kicked the soda can is you, Hinamura-san.” Takuya-san suddenly standing and jolted the chair backward. I’m not surprised to see his action, but he sure makes my dear Y/n gapes a little. 

        Takuya-san bows in front of Y/n and make me smirked to see him. “I apologize, Hinamura-san. I’ve never intended to kill Daiki. He’s one of my friends.”

        “No… no.” Y/n stood up before I grab her wrist and made her sit back to her seat. She doesn’t have to stand just because Takuya-san is standing too. Her ankle needs to rest completely.

        “Please, you don’t have to apologize, Takuya-san. Sit down.”

        “Thank you, Hinamura-san.” Takuya-san sat back in his chair.

        “If I remember correctly, there are few more people with Kenji at that time. What happened to anyone else? I mean, your other friends, Takuya-san? Why are you… No, how did you end up with Shin till now?” Y/n continue asking. She doesn’t know anything after she leaves me in the basement. For certain, Daiki had never told her since he’d prefer to lie about everything, including my mark on Y/n’s ankle.

        “I kill all of them, Y/n.” I make the conversation a lot easier than Takuya-san. Besides, I’m the one who’s involved him with everything.

        “They are dead? How about Kenji?” 

        I grinned. “I must be stupid if I make him still alive.” 

                                                         *****

      Shin walked out of the bathroom after having a shower. He's running the towel to drying his wet hair while observing Y/n that sleeps on his bed. He wins after discussed; more like deciding to make Y/n sleeps in his room last night. Obviously, Y/n doesn’t have a chance to win when she just simply had been carried by Shin to his own room. - Trapped her to stay in his bed till his beautiful princess falls asleep. 

      Shin walked closer to the bed. Slowly sat at the side of the bed as he's staring Y/n peaceful in her sleep. She did ask a lot about Kenji last night…. But, mostly about how Shin’s doing after she’s left. There’s nothing to say, just a brief, depressing story about Shin survived the painful life without her. For sure, lot things happened without her knowledge and Shin doesn’t think Y/n need to know the whole story. 

Shin POV

      “You look so tempting right now, Y/n…” I muttered, smiling while looking at her. With my shirt that seemed quite bigger on her, short black pants, she did look so seductive. I can’t count how much she said she hate me for forcing her to wear my shirt last night. She told me to grab her own shirt, but I just brought her short pants and insisted her to wear my shirt. Just because I’m curious to see it on her body. 

        I’ve read a lot of human book for my own knowledge. For schools or anything, I read a lot to understand this human world. There are a few of the books that I’ve read usually make the woman in the book wear the guy’s shirt after mating. Since I don’t do that at her, I skipped the process and just literally asked Y/n to wear my shirt. I ended up anxious to lie beside her, just silently watched her sleeping face for all night long, can’t help to smile all night when she sleeps so close to me. Well, thank god I’m not a mortal that easily deceived with this temptation…

      “But, if this kind of view happens every day, maybe your dirty thoughts are happening a little bit quicker than I thought, Y/n.” I smirked, stand up and touch the towel on my head. 

      ‘Bzzz… bzzz’

      I turned my head to look where the noise comes from. The vibrate sounds. I know it since I do have the same sound on my phone. I reached my hand to take Y/n’s phone that she puts on the side of the pillow. I examined the phone… ‘Did she really a human girl that lives in this century?’ I shook my head a little. I really need to buy her a new phone…

      “How should I use this? I’m not good using the phone either.” I mumbled alone. I do have problems in handling phone too. Moreover, besides my own phone. Plus, I rarely send a message since I’m not good with it. I usually just call if I need anything. On a second thought, I do not have Y/n’s phone number. How pitiful.… I should take her phone number. I pushed one of the buttons. Make the screen lighted. I furrowed my eyebrows. One new message. 

      ‘Y/n, I need to talk to you. You better take any way possible to meet me.’ -Maya

      “What’s so important, human?” I smirked, struggling to push any button and end up deleted that messages. Now I wonder what’s so important that Maya wants from Y/n. I glanced on Y/n, she still sleeps. I took her phone with me, walked to my gallery room and opened the door that’s been locked for cautious. 

      Once the room opened, I entered the room without delay. This dark room is the space I spent most of my time in it. The space I think I can find myself comfortable with. The exact spot which I’ve been held as a prisoner by Kenji or should I say the first place Daiki put me. I’m usually drawing in here, reading or even just shuts myself in here. There’s variety of dead butterflies in a jar that I conserved from decay on the rack- always reminds me to Y/n since I caught this kind of animals a lot with her, a lot of books, pictures of Y/n that I’ve drawn… 

      I took my phone that I put on the table; struggled to find how to save Y/n’s phone number before I’ve done it. I save Maya’s phone number too, since I need something to deal with that woman. I turned my head to look at the rack that’s been placed on the wall. Then, I walked slowly… make my steps closer to the big rack that’s placed a lot of the glass jar. 

      There’s a couple of jar, a bit bigger than others. Fit for something bigger than butterflies. I bent down to stare at the jar... 

      “Y/n will completely derange when she see this kind of things.” I slightly touched the jars that filled with liquid, pushed a little and tilting my head.

      “Don’t worry, I’m not showing these things to her. Not without her permission, of course.” I stood up. 

       “But I’d feel delightful if she admires what I’ve done for her, how far I would go for her…. How insanely I can be… Just to make her stay with me.” I grinned, observing the jar that filled with Daiki’s right hand, Daiki’s heart and even Kenji’s head. 

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