Chào các bạn! Vì nhiều lý do từ nay Truyen2U chính thức đổi tên là Truyen247.Pro. Mong các bạn tiếp tục ủng hộ truy cập tên miền mới này nhé! Mãi yêu... ♥

ch. 28

✿.。.:* ☆:**:. nanako's pov .:**:☆ *:.。.✿

SHINSO and I ended up having our "date". we were in my chambers and after a long nap, we were woken up by ochako to have some strawberries.

"do you remember how we first met?", I asked him. although we had just woken up, his voice sounded more groggily than mine.

"mm...I was sleeping...on the grassy fields. it was such a nice day. then you showed up and ruined it", he said while playfully scowling.

"uhhh excuse me?! the day you met me was the best day of your life!"

"you ruined my sleep and tripped over me! how is that the best day of my life?"

"it was the day you met me! the woman that changed your life", I sassily said as I flipped my hair.

"why'd you even bother talking to me anyways?", he asked, rubbing his eyes.

"what do you mean?"

"you know what I mean", he said as he picked up a strawberry and ate it.

"mmmm...I actually don't", I replied, playing dumb.

shinso sighed. "you bothered me everyday for who knows how long. you would visit me during lunch and bring along midoriya and sometimes bakugo and todoroki. you wouldn't leave me alone. you were so annoying".

"heyyyy!! that's meannn!", I pouted.

"I'm just kidding", shinso said as he patted my head.

"I'm actually very happy I met you. and that you picked me to be one of your personal six".

—•—

it was just another one of those days. nothing much happening. that is, until I saw this boy.

he was lying on the ground, sleeping. and what better way to disturb someone's peace than to trip over them and wake them up?

I walked over to him, pretending to not see him. then tripped over his side, falling onto the fluffy grass.

"what the fuck?", he asked as he sat up, rubbing his side.

"who the hell sleeps on the ground?", I asked, pretending to be mad but actually trying to contain my laughter.

"and who the hell doesn't see a grown man sleeping on the ground and trips over him?", he retorted.

I laughed. "what's your name?"

"shinso hitoshi. you?"

"kayama nanako", I replied while grinning.

his eyes widened and he quickly scurried up. "my apologies for my rudeness princess nanako!"

I only laughed more. standing up, I swatted my hand. "it's fine, I was just kidding anyways".

"s-so you're not princess nanako??"

"nope!"

he looked annoyed. "are you serious?? you could get hung by saying you're part of the royal family!!", he warned.

"yeah yeah!", I shrugged it off. seeing shinso irritated became my new hobby.

thus, was the start of a new friendship. I visited him every chance I got, just to annoy the heck out of him.

shinso eventually found out that I was actually princess nanako when he lined up along with the others months later.

I was to pick six knights and he saw me, the one who was actually picking people.

I winked at him, making him turn away.

—•—

"so, how're you and that prince doing?", shinso asked, bringing me out of my thoughts.

"we're....okay...?"

"what's wrong?", he asked, looking at me seriously.

"I don't really know...it's just...there's nothing I can do", I replied quietly.

"hmm...do you really want to marry one of us?", shinso asked.

"w-what?"

"think about it seriously nanako. if you marry one of us, you're going to be stuck with us for the rest of your life. do you really want that?", shinso asked.

"I-I mean...I wouldn't mind—"

"no!" I froze at his sudden change of tone. "listen, nanako. the rest of your life will be spent with one of us. it's not if you mind or not. it's not like one of those choices where you're fine with that dress even though it's not your favorite. this is your marriage and lifelong happiness we're talking about".

"damn. this is this longest time you've talked to me, shinso", I dryly chuckled.

"I'm not kidding nana".

"I know", I mumbled.

"think about it", he said as he ate more strawberries.

we ended up spending the rest of our time laying on my bed and chatting about everything but tomura. it was nice to take my mind off of him. and shinso did a great job of keeping me distracted for a while. shinso was always like the brother that I never had. the one where he seems like he doesn't care about you but actually cares a lot.

"thanks shinso", I said while smiling.

"yeah".

✿.。.:* ☆:**:. tea .:**:☆ *:.。.✿

"prince tomura, it's time to try on your suit", kurogiri said.

tomura reluctantly got up from his bed, walking towards kurogiri like a zombie.

"what's the news, dabi?", tomura asked, clearly tired from all the preparation that's been going on.

tomura hasn't had a good night's rest ever since his "talk" with nanako. he couldn't help but feel remorseful and guilty, like he's done something horribly wrong.

"hm. she should be with shinso hitoshi right now. I talked with her last night and it seems she hasn't found a suitor yet", dabi reported.

"good good", tomura mumbled.

"when are you going to do something about it?", dabi asked.

"what do you mean?", tomura asked as kurogiri dressed him in his wedding suit. twice observed, making mental notes of what needs to be changed.

"I mean. are you really just gonna let her marry one of those people?"

"and why do you care?", tomura retorted.

"dabi, it's best not to anger tomura. you should know better", kurogiri reprimanded.

"tch. whatever".

suddenly, a door burst open.

"P-PRINCE TOMURA!! KNIGHT TODOROKI WANTS TO TALK!!", toga said as she panted, tired from all the running.

"toga! how many times do I have to tell you to knock first before you—"

tomura lifted his hand, indicating for kurogiri to stop.

"what does he want?"

"I-I don't know. he just said to meet him in the garden", toga informed.

"tsk. damn todorokis. they're all so fucking annoying. if I could, I'd cut them down one by one", tomura mumbled underneath his breath.

dabi started whistling, looking away from the fuming man child.

"tell him I'll see him in a few", tomura ordered as toga nodded and ran off.

'what could he possibly want?', tomura thought as his hand went towards his neck.

he suddenly remembered what nanako said, and stopped. dabi took note of it, as usually, he'd hear the disgusting sound of scratching whenever something was even in the slightest inconvenience for tomura.

'oh? interesting~'

Bạn đang đọc truyện trên: Truyen247.Pro