❝ 𝙍𝙀𝙄𝙉𝘾𝘼𝙍𝙉𝘼𝙏𝙀𝘿 𝙄𝙉 𝘼𝙉 𝘼𝙉𝙂𝙎𝙏 𝙁𝘼𝙉𝙁𝙄𝘾 ❞
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"what is this filthy bug doing in my place?" a voice void of warmth broke the previous comforting silence, evoking the young, unsuspecting girl to abruptly flinch in startlement.

upon hearing the monotonous tone that emitted of distaste, himawari had stepped out of her momentary stupor and nimbly turned to face the intruding presence.

two silhouettes briefly flashed against her vision from the sudden movement as she took an instinctual step back in defence.

even though he wasn't of high stature or of a burly build, his existence oozed out the air of massiveness, solidity and significance. his unreadable, frigid gaze loomed over her in scrutiny.

and as if sensing the hostility and blood lust the blond haired man possessed, the bags of 'riches' had decided to transfer sides and punish himawari for her avaricious greed. they had loosened their grip against her thighs and dropped, following the course of gravity with a rather loud 'clunk' and 'clang'.

once coming in contact with the ground, it had 'magically' opened, spilling its content in the progress. everything ranging from coins, jewellery and a farrago of designer items skedaddled away from her.

the world was against her for sure.

one disobedient little gold coin decided to be a particular bitch by rolling all the way over and knocking against the pristine shoes of the taller, pink haired man.

with a disbelieving stare, his verdant hues inquiringly glanced at the gems that sparkled similar to the gems on his multiple piercings whilst comically sweat dropping at the strange scene playing out before him.

"that face." the shorter man's trailing tone had brought her out of bewilderment and instantly instilled fear within her. "i've seen it before."

himawari fell short on breath from those words. a lump formed in her throat, constricting the air flowing through her, palpitating her prior calm heart rate and desiccating her mouth. enlarged periwinkle eyes trembled in worry as her mouth went agape.

plain black shirt and black trousers. shoulder length, pale blond hair carelessly tied up in half up do that fluttered in the breeze. and the obsidian of his pupils sunk deep in his eyes, bright in colour, yet rather dull in vigour.

'the same blank eyes from the picture...

i've never seen him in the flesh before. but he must be...

....sano 'mikey' manjiro.'

himawari involuntarily shrunk within his presence.

'why...?'

"...yes." mikey uttered with conviction.

the faint mirage of a woman briefly flashed before his eyes.  "was it that orphan from yokohama?"

his mouth twisted in slight disgust when the indistinct memory rose, "you look like that wench."

'what's this guy doing here?!' himawari was only four, not eight! and this wasn't the road of the convenience store either!

"then again, it doesn't matter who she came from." his pale hand reached forward at a painstakingly slow pace.

"mikey." sanzu called out beside him, his tone rising in a pitch unusual to his character.

mikey scrutinised her facial features by lifting her chin with his cold finger. an amused, sarcastic smile graced his face for a split second before completely vanishing. "and i think i remember..." his tone trailed off as he racked through his countless memories, "...what that wench named you."

"i believe it was himawari." mikey assimilates the sight of her round, mauve hued eyes that coruscated bright with youth. the tan of her skin that glowed aureate against the sun's rays and the silky tresses of inky black.

when himawari had proceeded the extent of her situation, her heart beat increased, going haywire with fear racking each living cells of her being. the presence before her was of no teenager, nor was it of someone who held familiarity.

himawari too was a human afraid of the unknown.

"back then, you were a tiny bug that couldn't even lift its head."

—

"that thing's name is himawari?" a fatigued voice broke through the silence that was accompanied with the wailing of a young child.

within the sano residence, a name related to a story is only permitted to an 'official heir' to the house. (in this case, the one who will precede the next generation with the family name.) and it can only be granted by the current head himself.

the day of the orphanage 'massacre' that was followed with bankruptcy, mikey was planning to kill himawari. but the heir's name that hisako gave her daughter was,

"amusing."

"i wonder how long this thing can live in accordance to its name." were his last words to the newborn before leaving in disinterest.

—

"you've grown a lot." he broke her out of mental recollection. mikey had asian squatted down to her height to further observe her features with ease.

himawari tensed and trembled under his firm gaze, 'grown a lot? does that mean he'll kill me since i'm old enough?'

'what's with this guy? he was written to ignore himawari! what's with the sudden attention...?'

under her deep rumination, the other bag of riches had loosened with time and dropped with a vociferous 'clank'.

sanzu, mikey and himawari deadpanned at the second bag that had cracked under mikey's spiritual pressure.

"...." their silence was broken with a jewel that had the audacious bravery to roll towards mikey's slippers. once it had stopped against an interference, the interference being mikey's slipper, himawari felt her stomach drop.

's,shoot.'

'my no. 7 and no.8 bags of riches...!'

mikey glanced at the tiny jewel in meagre interest before snapping back to himawari who was turning a comical blue in anticipation. his eyes followed the sheen glow of her skin, an indication of her involuntary perspiration before deciding the step on the stone and completely shattering it.

following his barbarous actions, his palm reached out to himawari, coming close to her face and before the girl could accept the end of her fate, everything seemed to have grown shorter.

mikey had abruptly lifted himawari out of the blue, his arms under her armpits whilst bringing her to proximity for an even close examination.

"?!!!!!"

"you're heavy." he noted with a blank face as himawari's jaw dropped in befuddlement.

'?m§€{€>IjnhgKw)22(££77#82??????????

wha, what are you....? whaaaaaaat?!'

"you have really chubby cheeks, but i didn't expect you to be this heavy."

'chubby?? heavy?!'

sanzu watched the ordeal with equal amounts of puzzlement adorning his attractive features.

'i mean, after ignoring me all this time why are you talking to me? you cold hearted bastard! you're a dirty cuntbag who loved izana and yet didn't even consider himawari your daughter!

"now, what were you doing in my park?"

himawari only glared at his audacity as she slowly produces his words.

'huh?'

"my park"?

𝚃𝚘 𝙱𝚎 𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚎𝚍 ➪

yeh sorry for the late update, but i felt bad so here

ANYWAY RESUKTS DAY WAS A BOP I PASSED WITH FLYING COLOURS,
tho it's a shame i came like an hour late so there was no one to open them with...

anyway, just to let u know i won't be uodating this book for a while
it's basically on hiatus but like if i randomly feel bad i'll update so yh

ANYWA I HOPE U ENJOYED

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