Chapter 79

Nikami POV

As I held her neck for support, I felt the effect of my magic draining out, my throat felt like it was filled with rough sand.

Due to that, Raijin slowed down, huffing as she glanced over at me, who was in her arms.

"What the fuck was that earlier?!" She exclaimed, yelling at me as she paused to take a breath.

"I… I told you," I paused to pant, "I don't… Know…"

My voice was unnaturally raspy, like I had been screaming for days on end, just saying a word felt like sandpaper on my throat.

She had a puzzled expression on her face, but then she looked as if she figured it out.

"Ahaha!" Raijin chuckled in an unfamiliar gigglish tone, giving me an understanding smile as she continued to walk.

I was startled when she started to giggle at me, was she perhaps teasing me? How dare.

"I couldn't think straight earlier when you activated your ability, but now I understand! , that was Nikami's Personal Magic in the game! I think you accidentally turned it on, like I did with my own Personal Magic, ." She continued to chuckle, wind brushing through her short hair as I stared at her at a low angle.

Due to this, I noticed how sharp her jawline was. I resisted the urge to touch it, why did I even have that urge? I frowned, nodding at what she said and turning away.

"Is your throat alright? That's the drawback of Nikami's powers in the game… Her throat hurts so much she isn't able to talk for a few minutes, it isn't much of a problem for her since… She is Nikami, and she doesn't really talk as much. But that's in her case, what about you?" She asked, still looking forward and walking. We now started to walk near the side of the school, close to the dorms, yet the building was obscured by the forestry.

I nodded silently, not saying a word. I looked back at her, feeling confused on why she was being… Oddly Mature. I furrowed my eyebrows, rolling my eyes as I nuzzled my head into her chest, trying to make her embarrassed.

Why is it when she takes care of me, I feel self-conscious? Why do I feel like not moving? Why am I overthinking if I am being pathetic? What is this odd heat in my heart and face?

Is this the feeling of being flustered?

Did… Did I go crazy when we both kissed?

No, perhaps I was already in a state of insanity when I was on top of her.

"H-hey? What are you doing?" She asked me, still slightly chuckling as she looked down at me putting my head against her chest.

Why isn't she flustered? Where is her nervousness? This is unfair. Why am I the only one feeling this? How irritating.

I pouted on the inside, rolling my eyes as I felt that I was still holding Yasachu's commoner dress.

Ah.

"" I casted around me, ice walls were floating around us, as if to protect me.

"What are you doing?!" She exclaimed, wondering if I was in danger. So she stood on guard, stopping as she looked around. But she couldn't see properly with the foggy lenses of the ice

I started to unbutton my blazer and took it off, put it on my lap and continued to unbutton my shirt.

"H-hey?! Are you fucking insane?! Nikami what in the fuc-" I threw my glove at her, shutting her up with a small glare.

"Changing to… Yasachu's… Dress. Just walk…" I spoke towards her in a slow and static like voice, in which she was left there with a large opening in her mouth.

"Then we should stop! I'll drop you and you can hide behind a tree or something-" I interrupted her again, throwing my tie on her face.

"That's way too… Ack. Slow… They might follow us and… Interrupt our… Time again…" I gave a small cough to try and clear my throat, continuing to unbutton my shirt.

"You either… Walk and look at me," I paused and took a deep breath, feeling my throat being cleared of it's rough texture. "Or you run, and look away. Other than that, you have no choices." I made a box shaped opening on the front of my ice wall, in her line of her eyes, enough to give her vision to the outside.

I fully took off my collared shirt, revealing most of my pale and fair skin, and as I expected, she looked away.

"YOU-ACK-" She was at a loss for words, snapping her head forward and started to dash as she focused on running.

Haha, Coward.

"GOD, FUCKING- DAMN IT!!" She yelled out, continuing to run as she sweated. I scoffed at her, smirking as I saw the red tomato in front of me.

This is the reaction I was looking for.

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After we finally got out of the school, I stopped my cast and adjusted my new white and simple dress. Raijin quickly put me on the ground as I caught all of my extra clothes with my hands.

"That was rude." I blurted out, picking up my green tie that fell down.

"Rude, my ass! You're the one who was rude! Changing in front of me and making me run! Damn you're such a bitch!" She blew up on me, exclaiming with a flushed expression.

"Hmmm," I hummed, chuckling as I nodded and adjusted my glove. "That's true, I was being rude, you don't mind, correct?" I glanced over at her, starting to walk as I did so.

She made a deep inhale, holding her breath as if she wanted to shout at me for something. But instead let out a loud grumble, not saying anything about my behavior and only her response was,

"Fuck you."

"I'll take that as a yes." I scoffed once more, giggling as I held the items in my hand tightly.

We walked for a while now, yet why isn't she striking up a conversation? No, actually, it's strange for her to be this silent in the first place. I looked around me, the buzzing and cherry streets contrasted our distance. I glanced down at my extra clothes, then got an idea of what to talk about.

"Where should I put this?" I asked.

"..." I got replied with silence, Raijin had her arms in her pockets and was looking away.

"Should… We buy a bag?" I asked once again, yet she didn't budge. Still not speaking as she had a deadpan expression, observing the kids playing down the street.

Naturally, I was frustrated. How dare she? Seriously, I rarely talk to her first and actually strike up a conversation, yet she doesn't even reply.

"Are you ignoring me?" I asked, a tone of irritation could be found in my voice.

"Hmph." She only gave a small huff, still looking away. Was she pouting?

With a heavy heart, I sighed, knowing why she was acting like this. I gripped my clothes and made a deep inhale, trying to convince myself to say it.

"I'm sorry." I apologized, throwing down my pride to appease her.

Yet, she kept on being silent.

Agh… I haven't felt this irritated for so long. I clenched my teeth, going a little closer towards her, yet she steps away.

"Listen, I'm sorry, okay? I don't… Know. You seemed like you were babying me and I didn't like that, so I wanted to tease you. Making you flustered… So I could feel better, or something…" I myself don't understand much on why I did that, but I was honestly upset when that happened.

"You got some serious pride issues…" Raijin finally responded to me, turned her head at me and went a little closer, our shoulders touching.

"So you got frustrated that I was being mature? You didn't like that? Come on, Nika, even you have to be spoiled sometimes…" Raijin chuckled, giving a bright smile as she put her hand on my shoulders.

"I wouldn't phrase it that way-"

"Or is it just me, specifically? Shukona babies you a lot doesn't she? She even says that you're more needy than you look… Hmmm, are you embarrassed? Hah! I bet you are! You think I'm cool~ You don't want to show me your weakness~" Raijin sang a small tune as she teased me, chuckling loudly as I pouted.

"Silence." I rolled my eyes, her starting to pat my head and ruffle it up, her face giving a large smug look.

"When you're like this, you're kinda adorable you know…? Pft, are you sulking because you can't tell me I'm wrong?" Raijin started to poke my cheek, and I glared at her in frustration, shoving the extra clothes in her arms and started to storm off.

"H-hey! Wait a second!" Raijin struggled to grab all of my clothes from dropping down, she ran towards me and I looked away.

"Are you… Blushing?" Raijin asked, a surprised smile etched into her face.

"No I'm not, let's go buy a bag already." I continue to face away, feeling the heat on my face grow and grow.

Ack… This is… Irritating.