( harxmakis: an old classmate. ultimate child caretaker. )
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She blinks, once, twice, three times at the sight in front of her. This was happening again, wasn’t it? That he was suddenly alive and well again?
Well, stranger things have happened to her after all. This is…the least of what she should worry about.
But seeing Rantaro Amami alive in front of her again is…still a lot for her to have to deal with. Seeing the survivor, who died by the mastermind’s hands, who was trying to stop the mastermind…it brought out a lot of complicated feelings within her. Who would’ve thought she would care this much when the game first started and when she first saw his dead body in front of her?
(Maki wonders if she hadn’t changed, would she have felt this confused and yet relived upon seeing him again?)
“Amami.” she greets, finally having walked over to him. “It’s…nice to see you again. You’ve been here long?”
it sure was. amami has no clue what harukawa may be thinking about — if this amami had been in koi before, he sure had no memories of it.
it’s a lot for amami to deal with, himself— if he knew what exactly he was dealing with. he can’t say he has any idea of what went on after he was knocked out. he remembers the events prior — confusion, a need to stop the game…
alone didn’t work out so well for him, did it? neither did distrust. maybe this had just been a ploy by the mastermind. maybe he’d acted exactly like the mastermind’d wanted, falling into their trap—
that’s a familiar voice.
blinking.
“haha. harukawa-san. you’re here too, yeah?”
surprise flits over his face, before resting into acceptance — an amiable aura surrounds him, hand habitually going to rub at the back of his head. the ultimate child caretaker, was it? he can’t say he expected that talent from her, though that’d be rather rude to say.
“not too long. just barely getting used to the city. has it been long for you? can’t say i expected to turn up here after everything that happened.”
intentionally vague, but he speaks as if he was talking about the weather, smiling a little awkwardly. it’s a fake kind of awkwardness - meant to put people at ease.














