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Hikari blinked, noticing the body language of his form appeared to be rather tense for some reason. Did she do something wrong? All she did was say that she really didn’t know him, yet…
She squeaked a bit as he asked to come inside. Normally, she wouldn’t just let strangers inside of her house in fear of what they could possibly do to cause harm, but seeing that this man actually knew her and appeared to be rather upset, she couldn’t help but allow it.
“A-Ah, s-sure…C-Come in.”
“Thank you,” he mumbled before stepped in. Yami knew Hikari, he knew that the girl wasn’t the one to trust stranger; all the more he appreciated the fact that she didn’t just have him leave.
Yami didn’t let himself do anything without Hikari’s permission, being even more careful with her than usual. So he didn’t come is as if he’d have normally done, just waited for her to invite him to the living room, or wherever she liked.
However, there was one matter he found himself just unable not to pickk up. “I assume you don’t remember me, but... do you remember anything? Like, what were you doing a few days ago? I’m sorry, I just–” It was awkward; awkward as hell, but also hard, because looking at her and seeing no familiar feelings from her was like... Even hugging her was not an option.










