Chapter 30:

I looked around, trying to see someone, anyone, that might have seen the person that threw this plane at me.

I put a hand over my mouth, this is a lie, this must be.
Maybe this is just ketchup, or strawberry jam, a prank.

I tried to console myself, but I knew the truth, I knew this was blood, but I refused to believe it was Tsuki's.

''She's alive, She's okay, She's still at that hospital recovering.'' I mumbled, before I knew it, I felt something wet touch my arms, tears, I promised myself I would never cry again.

But promises are meant to be broken.

My phone suddenly started to ring, panic coursed through my veins, what if a doctor was calling? what if the hospital called?

I checked my phone, my shoulders slightly relaxed when I saw that this was from Mutsumi-senpai.

We're on our way.

I took a handkerchief out from my pocket and wiped the blood away from my forehead, I would've stood up and thrown the airplane but my feet still hurt, they were still swollen.

If only I had magical healing powers and that this injury could've healed in a matter of 5 minutes.

I decided to wrap the airplane inside the handkerchief I used and placed it inside my bag.

''Ayano-chan, are you alright?'' Kae asked.

I looked up and smiled halfheartedly.
''I'm alright.''

Mutsumi started to treat my feet, while I flinched every now and then, it hurt, but I could handle it.

''Ayano! Is that you?''

I looked back and saw Kira and Izumo, smiling while heading my way.

''What are you two doing here?'' I asked.

''We're part of the Japanese history club in our school! did you already forget?'' Kira exclaimed a grin now on her face.

Mutsumi slightly narrowed his eyes at them, until his eyes widened.
''You!''

Izumo gave him a closed eyed smile.
''Glad to see you remember us.''

I frowned in confusion, Kira smiled.
''Asuma, we visited your house to return the book remember?''

Ah, that...makes sense.
''Does that mean...we're competing against you two?'' I asked

''Not just Izumo and I, but the rest of our club too!'' She said and pointed behind her, there was a group of people with gadgets and...expensive looking things.

I then looked at our group, I bet we look like peasants to them, In fact, I swear I saw one of the people in Kira and Izumo's group looked at ours and cringed in disgust.

I would've thought that every rich person was a stuck up rich snob until I met Kira and Izumo.

''Your group....looks scary.'' Kae stated.

Izumo simply waved his hand back and forth.
''Ah, don't mind them, they're always like that.''

He then looked at our group.
''Yours look so lively, I would praise it if only the clothes they wore didn't look like trash.''

On instinct I compared my clothes to Kira's.
''You don't have to be so mean about it.'' I said and crossed my arms.

He smirked at me.
''My apologies.''

My eye twitched, I miss gay Izumo now, one question, is he genderfluid? or bipolar?

I looked at my now bandaged up feet.
''Wow, that was fast.'' I mumbled as I stood up, but the moment I did I quickly sat back down.
''But it still hurts.''

Kira raised her eyebrows.
''What happened to you anyways?''

''Ayano-chan's feet were stepped on by everyone when they were rushing out of the train.'' Kae exclaimed.

''You see brother, this is why I hate commoner trains.'' Kira complained.

Izumo rolled his eyes.
''You only rode on it thrice in your entire life.''

''Exactly.''

''It isn't that bad.'' Izumo stated.

''Then try living in the slums for your entire life.''

''Not all commoners live in the slums.''

''Oh come on, even the clothes they wear are hideous, just look at Ayano!''

I coughed my eye twitching.
''Ahem, the 'commoner' named Ayano, is standing right over here.''

Kira then turned to look at me.
''No offense.''

I sighed and looked at Mutsumi, but he looked like he was deep in thought.

My phone started to ring, and I picked it up.
''Hi.''

''Ayano Mikazuki?''

''Hm? Yea? What's up?''

''I just came to inform you, our deepest apologies we couldn't do anything to stop it, but..when we came back the person was already in a very dangerous state, a stranger came in without our notice, we're sorry.''

I frowned and pressed the phone closer to my ear.
''What you talking bout?'' I asked, not taking the caller seriously, are they talking about some kind of horror movie?

''Tsukizane Mikazuki is dead.''

I froze, when the call ended and looked at the caller.
There was no mistaking it, this was no prank.

Crystalion Hospital *536*****

I dropped my phone.
Everything just seemed to freeze, to go blank.
Tsuki is dead.
And I didn't even have time to say my goodbye's.

One thing is for sure.



....................Someone killed her.

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