They could be close by now, he claimed to know her after a year faking a relationship and perhaps a couple of months living a friendship. An unconventional one, though, that sometimes he doubted of its existence. However, telepathy seemed to be a concept still foreign to them because it sure took her a long time to figure out what his intentions were when he stood in front of her holding flowers and pulling the best faked smile he was capable of.
You finally got it, gorilla woman, he muttered low enough so no one would hear. Their performance would last only until Chitoge began dragging him out of the classroom, much to Raku’s annoyance. This wasn’t the plan or what a normal girlfriend would do when she meets his boyfriend after a month, although in the eyes of the public, the situation could be understood as a couple looking for a private place to… No! He shook his head, disregarding such thought at once, only after sending a shiver down his spine. That was not the image he wished to show, but it was too late to change anything. “W-What are you doing, you id— honey? Where are you taking me?!” he complained, to no avail, however, for she was stronger and before he could even say anything else, they were alone in the school hall.
Something that a year together could tell him was that she was not happy with this all. Her confusion was understandable but he believed her smart enough to predict he would come to Bunkyo sooner or later. “What the hell are you doing? Dragging me out like this…” he snarled, pulling an irked grimace. At least the atmosphere was a comfortable one now they were alone, he could be himself and treat her the way he really does. “Well, you see… it’s obvious, isn’t it?” he proceeded to explain. “The deal our fathers made is not over. Staying apart for too long was starting to be suspicious for both parties and, if we want to keep faking a relationship, we need to at least live in the same place, don’t you think? It was about time my family moved here, otherwhise we couldn’t have dates and all that.”
Raku knew this moment would come, his father suggested to call or text Chitoge, but he opted for a different kind of reencounter, mainly for two reasons: one, a real reaction of surprise could be convincing and half of their job to establish a public relationship among their classmates would be done; and two, for the sake of amusement to see the face she would make. “You should have seen your face, seriously…” he snorted, attempting to supress his laughter by covering his mouth with a hand. Judging by previous experiences, this would end bad, probably with a punch on her face or two if he was unlucky. “S-Sorry…”
There were risks, of course; such as Chitoge taking the joke in a bad way, making her unable to realize the point of the whole act and thus failing to follow it, but it was worth a try. “I could have warned you, but…” he shrugged. There was no excuse for that, honestly.
An arm raised slowly, being careful not to anger her more than necessary, to gradually descend and make a plam rest on the girl’s shoulder. “I’m glad to see you again, though. No faking,” he assured. “Although I’ll miss home… and my friends… and the school there… and many things,” he sighed deeply. “But I guess the good part is that I’m not alone here.”
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