Pink Haired Friend~

Thursday went by peacefully, no missions so I just spent my time on school homework and creating artwork. I thought it would be nice to paint something myself and setting it up on the wall, I didn't finish the piece, but left it to complete it on another day.

However, Friday was a different story, when I was sitting inside one of the female bathroom stalls at school I heard someone walking into the stall next to me. Now the system window decided that a bathroom was the best place to establish new relationships.

'Would you rather sing a song at top of your lungs or ask the person in the stall next to you if they wanted to hold hands?' Singing a song sounded way better until I realized that asking to hold hands would hand me over the Intelligence stat I so desperately desired.

"Yo girlie do you want to hold hands?" why did I decide it was the best to sound like some kind of bad boy straight out of a fanfiction? I outstretched my hand ready to be rejected, but someone actually grasped my hand.

"Wait, you didn't touch anything weird with your hand." The girl next stall asked.

"Nope," I said, well this was weird. We held our hands together until I excused myself and finished my business and went to wash my hands. When the bathroom stall opened I wasn't expecting this person to walk out.

I saw pink locks of hair and green eyes, Senju was standing there in the same school uniform I had. Wasn't she supposed to come into the picture in like 2 years, well I guess things couldn't proceed as normal anymore since I was here? Then again I had nothing to do with the plot, so it wouldn't matter who I met first.

"Is this how you usually go about making friends?" she asked me with a beaming smile.

"Not really, but it worked this time around." I felt my mouth instinctively smiling back at her.

"So are we friends now?"

"If you're up to having such a friend, if not we can stay as stall mates." I shot finger guns at her, seemed quite funny in my head. She just laughed at my antics and put me into a hug?

'Friendship with Senju Akashi reached level 2.' Wait already, I guess I caught her interest.

"How about hanging together after school?" Since I didn't have that many girlfriends, I should have given it a shot right?

"Sadly I don't have money to spend, how about we hang out at my house." I guess all the money she had in the manga came from her gang activities. Wasn't her brother trying to pay off his debts right now. As per my deduction, they must have created Brahman after Tokyo Manji Gang disbanded right? I agreed to wait for her at the school gates, apparently, it was her turn to clean up the classroom.

As I waited for her arrival after my lessons ended, I saw Kisaki walking by.

"Bye~ Honey~" I wasn't so sure why it was so hilarious to tease him, but it was certain he did nothing about it. Was he treating me as an unimportant school NPC? Made me wonder what he would do if I got in his way, which I could see myself doing. There was no way I would let his devilish tongue sway my close family, which Kazutora would become pretty soon.

"Ah, you're here. Let's go." I heard Senju say, I nodded and we took the subway to reach her house, exchanging our names and other details like our favorite hobbies.

At this point I already visited 5 different houses this past 2 weeks, was this some kind of new superpower? Did people see me and thought, oh yes this person is trustworthy enough that I want them to dwell in my domain?

"Here we are." We walked inside, it was a little bit unattended.

"Sorry about the mess," she said, well I wasn't surprised this house was a mess, probably as much of a mess as her family relations. Something irked me into actually offering help with cleaning.

I liked to live in mess, but this was too much for my chaotic self to handle. But then again I was just a mere guest that got to know her today. At least her room was tidy.

"So what do you want to do?" she asked I never thought we would decide to play some sketches, we changed clothes, and came up with ridiculous tv drama scenarios. Spending time with her made me feel like I was part of a theater troupe. In one of the plays we played a fantasy scenario, Senju was an overpowered hero that was supposed to save the world, and I played the role of the Demon King.

"I know we are supposed to destroy each other, but I can't," Senju said all dramatically.

"From the moment I laid my eyes on you, I knew we were meant to be together!" I could barely hold in my laughter, this sounded so cliche.

"Don't be foolish, you're just a simple mortal!" I saw Senju putting some of my hair behind my ear. When things were supposed to become interesting, suddenly our spectacle was interrupted by a loud crash.

"What was that?" I asked and we both looked at the closed door that led to the hallway.

"It could be my brother." She opened the door and took a look around.

"Let's investigate." And so we did, once we reached the kitchen we saw a shattered glass obstructing our path.

"It's better to clean it up before someone get's hurt." Senju nodded her head, agreeing with me. Although we didn't see the culprit that was behind this. She didn't give me any explanation, not as I cared for it much. I helped her clean the mess up, but somehow my palm got cut on one of the broken glass pieces.

"Here you go!" Senju handed me over a tissue, to stop my bleeding. I had a bad feeling about this, often times when I got hurt despite my good luck stats, it was because the system was about to involve me in some tricky situation. Was the luck there only to rise my friendship and love points?

"The band-aids should be here somewhere." she guided me to something that looked like simple storage, the problem was tho, it was a total mess, and we barely could see anything.

"Oh here's the light switch." I clicked on it but it didn't work. Even so, Senju came running with a chair so we could reach the top shelf. I climbed up since I was taller than her.

"I will bring a torch. I have one in my room!" she went running to find it and I was engulfed in strange dark storage space. I was about to walk down but heard someone's steps approaching, they felt too heavy for it to be Senju. I spotted some tall lanky figure, glancing my way. I was about to introduce myself but the stranger beat me to it.

"Shinichiro?" Wait, what? I was suddenly too stunned to speak, possibly leaving some room for more craziness.

"You came to haunt me because I didn't come to your funeral?" Someone seemed to have a rough day. Was he having hallucinations because of guilt, wait no he was reeking of alcohol. I was screaming inside for Senju to hurry up because I had no idea how to deal with this.

'Would you rather stay still not saying anything or call yourself Shinichiro and say you're disappointed?' Like hell, I would add more fuel to the fire? Was this system ok, who would want to do such a cruel joke in the first place? Besides I wasn't too sure how this drunkard would react if I egged him on. I chose the first option and just stood there like a frozen statue, hoping for him to go away.

"Can you forgive me?" But unlike my wishes, he came in for a hug? And was he crying? I could feel my soul leaving my body at the sheer madness that was taking place here. But in the end, I sighed and patted his head. I never thought I would be consoling an adult man in this form. Finally, my dear friend came to the rescue.

"Brother, what are you doing to my friend, and have you been drinking?" I could tell she wasn't happy, but then she gasped.

"Don't tell me you're into girls so young." this must have sobered her brother up a little. I saw in his stats that it was Takeomi that I was dealing with. Senju shone the torch so he could see who he was hugging.

"No! Of course not! It's a misunderstanding!" wow what was this soap opera, taking place before my own eyes?

"That's a relief." Senju offered her hand so I could get down from the chair.

"Then find the band-aids for us!" she become a little bit bossy, but Takeomi complied. He located the box quite easily and even put the band-aid on my palm gently.

"I'm sorry about that." he seemed quite ashamed.

"Apology accepted," I said, but couldn't stop myself from saying the following.

"We all sometimes have our flop era." Senju seemed surprised I forgave him this easily but also giggled at the joke.

"But if you're still feeling sad..." I clapped my chest.

"All I can offer you are hugs."

"I see now," he muttered to himself as both me and Senju stared at him in confusion.

"Well, it's either that or we make a list of all the positive messages and quote them for you." He just smiled patted my head and went where he came from, probably back to a dark room?

"Another weird day to the memory collection," I said as we decided it was time to eat something.

"Lemme make food if that's ok with you!" Yes making food with friends for friends sounded awesome. And under my guidance, we made some curry, sent a plate to Takeomi and I decided that was enough adventure for the day, it ended up with me promising Sanju that we would hang out again next week.

"What a crazy day it was." I heard myself saying when I reached home.