ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ꜱᴇᴠᴇɴ

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(𝗬/𝗻)'𝘀 𝗢𝘂𝘁𝗳𝗶𝘁

𝙋𝙞𝙘𝙠 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝𝙚𝙫𝙚𝙧 𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙥𝙧𝙚𝙛𝙚𝙧.

𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸 𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗶𝘀𝘁 なちこ

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𝗧𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗮𝗿𝘁𝘄𝗼𝗿𝗸 𝗯𝗲𝗹𝗼𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗮𝗿𝘁𝗶𝘀𝘁 なちこ.

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"ᴍʏ ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜᴛꜱ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴇᴄʜᴏ ʏᴏᴜʀ ɴᴀᴍᴇ ᴜɴᴛɪʟ ɪ ꜱᴇᴇ ʏᴏᴜ ᴀɢᴀɪɴ." 

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"Oki, pick something," I say impatiently and my younger adoptive brother shoots me a very dark glare the moment I say this. "It's all junk food so it honestly doesn't really matter in the end."

"(Y/n), I don't wanna pick something Michiru might not like," he protests, digging his fingers into his ruffled bright orange hair. "I gotta pick something she'll actually eat. I still can't believe she rejected both my Cheese Puffs and Oreos yesterday! Those were the best snacks I had with me!"

Rolling my eyes, I say, "Not everyone eats junk food like it's the only thing they can have, Oki."

"Hey!" he yells and points an accusing finger at me. "I don't eat junk food every day, damn it!"

I raise an unamused eyebrow at this, drawling, "If that's what you tell yourself every day to make yourself feel better, go right ahead then. The smell of your room would say otherwise, Oki."

"How dare you, (Y/n)!" Oki squeaks in embarrassment as I start to walk toward the main counter of the shop with my gloved hands in my pockets. "Who told you to go into my room and smell—"

"I didn't need to go into your bedroom," I murmur softly. "That's just how strong the smell was."

When I reach the counter, I look up to see the young cashier giggling quietly behind her hand.

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