【(ʏ/ɴ)'s ᴛʀᴏᴜʙʟᴇ】

I accidentally published this earlier. XD

This chapter takes place during the Confession Tree and the beginning of The Young exorcist chapters.

Warning: Child Abuse, Too many timeskip since I'm lacking ideas about family problems or what ever they are called.

Bold letters will be when you speak in english and regular will be in japanese.

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It seems that it was another ordinary day. Well atleast what (Y/n) believed. The model was currently in class, not really paying attention to what ever the teacher was saying. Besides, she was the childhood friend with two of the smartest ones in class. She found out that besides Aoi, Akane treated her with so much care as if she was his little sister.

So why not take advantage of the situation, and let Akane help her with school work.

It was a few days after the events happened in the misaki stairs, and ever since then she was able to discover a few things in the world she was currently in.

Apparently, from what she have learned, the holder of the purple brooch was able to use the power of the spirit that resides in the gem. Only in absolute nessesary, thus for her to able to pull out a scythe weapon from the said accessory.

There was also some times where she was able to move freely without altering the events in the manga. She decided to call this an off screen. Events happening in the everyday life of the characters where she could interact better with them.

And besides, the brooch would lightly glow if the events were ongoing. A little warning from Delhi to stop her from failing the trial. But (Y/n) knows the plot, so she was cautious with her actions.

The model snapped out of her thoughts when the white haired girl known as Yashiro Nene screamed out of sudden, making the entire class turned to her direction with perplexed glances.

(Y/n) raised an eyebrow as Yashiro apologize with so much embarassment. She then placed her chin on her hand and leaned on her desk with a small smirk.

'So I'm in that chapter already, huh? This is gonna be fun.'

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Another information (Y/n) learned was that she, along with half of the class joined the gardening club. This made the situation easier for the model, she can tease Yashiro merciless.

She was currently halfway of the confession tree event. There was no way she would miss this event in person.

"Say, Aoi? It look like Yashiro seems troubled today." (Y/n) told the violet haired girl, pointing towards Yashiro who seems to be in deep thoughts.

"You're right. Her expressions seems funny~" Aoi giggled, gently picking up a potted plant. "Wanna go see what's wrong?"

The model nodded. The two then made way towards the troubled girl. Aoi patted on Yashiro's shoulder, gaining her attention. "Nene-chan~ What's up? You're making funny faces."

"Penny for your thoughts?" (Y/n) added, pulling out a thousand yen banknote. "Though I would pull out a penny right now, but I only got banknotes. So maybe a banknote for your thoughts?"

"AOI! (Y/N)-CHAN!" Yashiro sudden grabbed the two by their shoulders. She began rapidly explaining her dilema making (Y/n) confused. Yashiro spoke too fast that she barely understand a word she was saying.

"What?...."

"I think, that means he like you, Nene-chan!" Aoi beamed.

"I knew it! You think so too?!"

"Hold it! Aoi how the hell did you even understand everything she had said with her talking so fast!?" (Y/n) flabbergasped. Her gaze then turned to the daikon haired and pointed a finger. "And how are you even suprised? That guy is literary flirting with you all the time! How come you only know just now?!"

(Y/n) was ready to throw hands. The stupid anime logics drived her nuts.

The two girls continued to squeal. (Y/n) sighed, clearly annoyed. She knows what would happen. It was just a fake confession. To lure the Kodama out.

Still. She felt bad for Yashiro. She was oblivious of the supernatural's plan, she was going to get hurt. Yashiro was her friend after all.

The model felt strange for some reason. The fact that Yashiro was going to see Hanako in a different light after this. This somehow made her a little upset.

Was it jealousy?

(Y/n) gently slapped both of her face cheeks. She couldn't have feelings for the seventh mystery. She have got to throw away what ever romantic ones she felt for him.

'I can't! Bitch, get a hold of yourself! Hanako is Yashiro's soulmate, they bonded over some creepy fish's scales so he can't be yours to keep! He doesn't like you like that!'

Perhaps the harboring feelings she felt was because of that one time back at the Misaki Stairs. Hanako discovered one of her fears and instead of teasing her like how he usually do, he assured her that he won't let anything happen to her. The act of kindness must have been the reason of her sudden small crush over the school apparition.

'Besides, even if he did like me.... We can't.... He suppose to like Yashiro. I'm only here because of a trial, a world created by Delhi's power for the trial to take place. These characters are fictional. He's fictional.'

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The next day, (Y/n) deadpanned at the scene playing infront of her. Akane and Yamabuki Lemon became a couple under the Kodama's love spell. Aoi was devastated at the sight, so she tried her best to comfort her.

"Aoi! (Y/n)-chan!" At that moment, Yashiro bursted into the classroom. "Listen-"

"Nene-chan..." Aoi whimpered from (Y/n) shoulder. The model was hugging her taller figure as her way of comforting her.

One of the things (Y/n) despise in this world was the characters she knew and love were much taller than her than when she actually knew. Was she really that short? Even Hanako who was in a younger age than her was taller. Does that means even Tsukasa or Mitsuba are taller than her?

'Thanks alot Delhi...' (Y/n) thought bitterly. 'Atleast I still got my model looks...'

"What are you doing?" Yashiro deadpanned, asking the two boys.

"Well, it's just since he helped me practice confessing my love yesterday, I just couldn't get Yamabuki out of my head..."

"It was the same for me, Aoi... so..."

"We decided to be a couple!"

'Not that I'm against Yaoi romance but how the hell Akane got effected by this?' (Y/n) thought, staring at the two in disgused. She was still holding Aoi, comfortingly. 'He's a school mystery for fuck sake!'

"Did you like Akane-kun, Aoi?" The model heard Yashiro asked.

"No. We just grew up together and then met (Y/n)-chan. But we're just friends." Aoi told her. Dismissing any thoughts of her having romantic relatioship with Akane. "And I'd end up with a weird name if I married him, So I can't ever date him."

"Eh? But Aoi Aoi suits you so well~" (Y/n) lightly teased. She wanted to make her friend feel better which apparently worked since Aoi giggled as she playfully shoved the model off her with a light blush on her face.

"But still... For him to run into Yamabuki-kun's arms..." Aoi was back into her mini trauma.

'She'll get over it later...' (Y/n) thought. Just then her phone let out a small ring, indicating that she recieved a message. Fishing the said device out of her uniform pocket, she began to read the message.

Her eyes darkened. Not having it's usual shine.

'Now what the fuck do that old bitch want?'

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It was obvious that (Y/n) doesn't get along with parents. Yashiro knows it along with Aoi and Akane.

The white haired girl noticed the (h/c)-ette's change of expression when she went to look at her phone. Knowing the girl for a while now and being her classmate, Yashiro learned how to read her body language quite well. (Y/n) was quite easy to read once anyone gets to know her better.

(Y/n) was carefree and quite laidback with a foul mouth. Quite the opposite of her angelic features. She rarely get mad and when she does, it was an unpleasant sight.

After recieving her message, the girl was in a bad mood for the whole day. What ever caused her to be like that was something to do with the message she recieved.

"(Y/n)-chan. Are you sure that you're fine?" (Y/n) looked at the worried glance, Yashiro sent her. Not wanting to make her worry even further, she grabbed her bag from her desk and gave the white haired female the best smile she could muster despite her mood.

"I am. Something came up and I was really needed at home." (Y/n) assured her. "But what about you? Aren't you suppose to be excited? Hanako gonna confess!"

It was a lie. She knows what was going to happen. Yashiro doesn't know that and for the sake of the plot, (Y/n) decided to keep her mouth shut despite wanting to save her friend from heart ache.

"Well yes! Though don't get it wrong, but Hanako-kun is not really my type. You know my taste, (Y/n)-chan~" Yashiro squealed. She was obviously excited. If only she knows.

"Is it Kou?" (Y/n) teased. She then fake gasped. "It's better not be Kou! He's definitely my type, so back off."

"Wha- Minamoto-kun?! Wait a second! (Y/n)-chan, this conversation is not over!"

(Y/n) laughed, walking away from her friend who was literary in shock to know who her type of guy was.

But once Yashiro was out of sight her expression changed drastically. The model clenched her teeth. "It's not fair...."

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"Seriously?! YOU want me to travel all the way to America for some stupid photoshoot?!" (Y/n) gritted her teeth, staring at the woman infront of her. After getting home, she quickly marched hee way to her father's office in the mansion. But instead her father, she was met with the woman she despise the most. "And it's literary for a month! Did you forget that I'm still in school?!"

"Don't raise your tone on me. (Your Full Name)." The woman who was her mother strictly told her. "I am your mother. And I already arranged everything, so pack your bags, you're leaving tomorrow."

"But there's a school festival." (Y/n) pleaded. Lowering her voice down. "It's Kamome Academy's Spring Festival. It's in a week. I really wan to go. I never been into a school festival before."

"School Festivals are just a waste of time. Photoshoots are business. You can literary earn money by just a single photo and you want to spend that time for a merely useless festival?" Her mother scoffed, walking towards her daughter, the red dress she wore flowing behind. "Tell me. What's the benefits of attending a stupid festival?"

"It's fun! And I get to spend more time with my friends and classmates!" (Y/n) explained. "There's all sort of things to do. Games, events, anything that each class could do!"

"There's no time for you to be in such nonsense." The woman then walked away.

"Just this once! Let me go just this once!" (Y/n) shouted. Now loosing her patience. She ran after her so called mother. "I'm not done yet! Don't turn your back on me, you filthy bitch!"

Slapped

Yui gasped, a hand covering her mouth. She saw everything. From the start into the mother slapping her own daughter.

(Y/n) held her throbbing cheek, the impact send her tumbling into the tiled floor. Tears began to pool the corner of her eyes but her glare didn't falter even for just a little bit. She knew that a child should never say foul things about their parents but her respect for the woman infront of her had already disappeared a long time ago.

The woman in front was never her mother, even if she were the one who gave birth to her.

"You ungrateful child, after all that me and your father did for you, you return this?! I never raised you to rebel against me!" The woman shouted. Kicking the girl beneath her.

(Y/n) yelped, the heels of the shoes, nearly stabbing her lower abdomen. But the woman didn't stopped there.

"I am your mother! You should treat me like one! I tell you to do something for me, but what do you do?! Disobeying! You should have been never born!" The woman grabbed her by her hair and began slapping her again.

"Mistress! Please enough!" Yui began to intervene. Grabbing (Y/n) by her arm and forced herself to come inbetween the teen and her mother.

"Teach that ungrateful child some manners." The woman huffed and walkes away, slamming the door behind her.

Yui sighed and turned to face the younger girl. Her emerald green eyes softened at the sight of her young mistress crying silently. Now that the woman left, (Y/n) finally released the tears that she desperately tried to hold. There was no way she would show any weakness infront of that woman.

"(Y/n)...." Yui gently cooed, dropping the honorifics. She gently wipe away the young girl's tears and began craddling her to her chest. The said girl hugged her tightly and began sobbing.

It was the first time that the woman had physically harmed her. Most of the time it was verbal abuse.

Yui was not only (Y/n)'s secretary/manager but she was also her nanny. She had been with (Y/n) since she was five years old. She had witness everything the woman had done to the poor girl. Her father was literary nonexisting, she had basically became the only parental figure for the younger girl.

"Why can't I be like the others in my age?" (Y/n) asked. Her voice shaking as she loosen her grip on the red head. "I only wanted to go to the school festival. Is that too much to ask for?"

This was the reason why she wished for freedom. She wanted to have a normal life like the rest of the teens her age. To have freedom to do what ever she wants without that woman bossing her around.

"The mistress will eventually forget about it." Yui told her. "It's because she doesn't care at all as long as there's still money entering her bank account."

"Money is all that she cared about..." (Y/n) muttered, making Yui lightly laugh.

"Actually. The photoshoot can still be arrange. Infact, it was suppose to be venued here." Yui smiled only smiled when the younger girl gave her a confused look. Her (e/c) was bloodshot after from all that crying.

"What do you mean?"

"The mistress was impatient. The photographers from america were suppose to come here but she didn't want to waste any time so she decided that you should go there instead. She wanted the money you were suppose to earn right away." Yui told her, pulling out her phone and began typing away. "I'll rearrange the schedule back to the original. The original is suppose to be in ten days...."

(Y/n)'s eyes widened. Yui only smiled.

"You wanted to go to your school's festival right? From what you said earlier it's in a week. Ten days is enough for you to enjoy the event right?"

The young girl didn't say anything but gave the older woman a huge grin. Tears began to fall from her cheek again, this time in complete happiness.

Yui wasn't her real mother but for the older woman, it felt like she was. She have been there for her every step she took from the day they met.

Blood related or not. Yui loved (Y/n) as if she was her own daughter. Seeing the smile on the younger girl's face lightens up her entire world. It was as if her previous fatigue disappeared just by the sight of (Y/n)'s angelic smile.

Yui knows that she was risking her job but it was really worth it. She was willing to protect the genuine smile on her young mistress' face.

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"You want my personal data? What are you going to do with it, pervert?" Hanako teased his assistant.

"It's not perverted!" Yashiro denied, holding a magazine was on a page about horoscopes. "I'm going to do a compatibility Horoscope!"

"Geez. What's so perverted about horoscopes?" (Y/n) asked, annoyed as she munches on a curry bread.

"Uhm...Why are you all squishing me?" Kou asked. He was in the middle of the whole feud. Yashiro on his right while Hanako on his left. (Y/n) was sitting on the ground infront of him with the annoyed look on her face.

The four was sitting on the highschool division's rooftoop. It was lunchtime. (Y/n) manage to invite Kou to lunch with Yashiro until Hanako appeared just right after they started eating which was thirty minutes ago.

By means of inviting, The model literary bursted into the middle schooler's classroom and dragged him away, holding his lunch with her hand and his arm in the other.

"Because, Yashiro won't stop bothering me." Hanako said innocently. (Y/n) snorted at his so called Innocent expression.

"Because you won't even tell me about yourself!" The daikon legged girl defended herself. "All I'm asking for is your real name, blood type, family structure and date of dead!"

Now tired of sitting on the floor, (Y/n) stood up, brushing the dirt off her uniform and sat on the younger blonde's lap.

"S-senpai?!" The poor boy was blushing furiously at his senior's bold move. His outburst caught the attention of the arguing duo.

Yashiro place a hand to cover her mouth. Remembering her friend saying that Kou was her type.

"Eh?! What's this a fanservice?!" Hanako pouted, making a grabbing motion with his hands. "How come the kid gets all the fun. I'm your biggest fan!"

"Get away from me, perv!" (Y/n) screeched, clinging tightly unto Kou, who was trying to calm her down. "Nene-chan! Do something!"

"Hanako-kun! You haven't done the horoscope yet!" Yashiro told the supernatural. Deep inside she was happy that (Y/n) finally called her by her first name.

Yashiro noticed that the next day after her friend recieved the mysterious message that caused her bad mood, (Y/n) was clearly much more happier when she came to school.

She also noticed the amount of foundation applied to her face.

"Geez, If you want to do a compatibility horoscope, do it with one of your crush like Minamoto-senpai or somebody." The seventh mystery deadpanned. He was clearly upset for some reason. (Y/n) took a note of this.

'Is it because I didn't sat on his lap or because Nene likes Kou's older brother? Probably the second one' (Y/n) pondered. She then felt a small sting when she chose the second one.

No. Not because she was being suspicious. It was jealousy.

'Stop it! It's just a small crush! It will disappear soon!'

"Minamoto-senpai?" Kou asked, making (Y/n) turn her attention towards him then to Yashiro.

"Minamoto-senpai, wasn't a crush, so much like a dream!" Yashiro defended as she began daydreaming. Staring at the sky in daze. "Like a TV personality or a popstar! Your happy just watching them, even knowing that you can't be together. He's the student council president. He's handsome, and nice, and so smart!"

(Y/n) snickered, seeing the person who was right behind her.

'Teru really do look hotter in real life. I can see why Nene likes him so much now.'

"Minamoto-senpai~ What a charming prince~"

"Why thank you..." Teru said, gaining the girl's attention, who froze at the sight of him.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to frighten you." Teru apologized, giving the younger girl an prince like smile.

"Mi-mi-minamoto-senpai?!" Yashiro then quickly backed away from the older Minamoto into the wall. (Y/n) stood up, approaching the girl.

"Hey gurl. You alright?"

"Nii-chan!" Kou exclaimed happily, approaching his older brother. Yashiro was in disbelief

"NII-CHAN?!"

"Guess your not alright at all."

"I've been looking for you, Kou." Teru said as he lightly hit Kou.

"What's going on?!"

Teru then approached, the girls. Making one blush furiously while the other stare at him in complete awe "And You're Yashiro-san? I don't believe we met before, I'm Minamoto Teru." The second year introduced. "Thank you for always being so kind to my brother."

Kou lightly blushed. "Nii-chan...."

"Yes, sir~" Yashiro said at the older blonde in a daze. The guy she admired was finally infront of her.

"Nice to meet you, Teru-senpai!" (Y/n) exclaimed, excited. "Oh can I call you by your first name? There's literary two Minamotos infront of me right now. It'll be confusing."

"Oh, you're (L/n)-san. Actually, I don't really mind, as long as I can call you by your first name too." Teru gave the model a kind smile. "You seems to be a really nice girl. Our little sister looks up to you and Kou seems to like you. Thank you for looking out for him."

"Nii-chan!"

"I'm flattered that your sister look up to me . But Kou seems to be the one looking out after me not the other way around." (Y/n) grinned sheepishly making Teru slightly laugh.

"And... You..." Teru's attention then went to Hanako expression changed and was now glaring at him.

Hanako could only stared back at him, uneasingly.

"Kou, Come with me. We need to talk." The older minamoto motioned for the younger one to follow him.

'The start of the young exorcist arc...' (Y/n) thought. 'If Teru was a little nicer around supernaturals, he would have been more of a likeable character!

I mean I would still want die to have Teru as a brother..... Maybe even as a boyfriend!

He's just cruel towards supernaturals. Good thing I'm not one of them. I'm already in his safe side!'

"Oh yeah! They have the same surname!" (Y/n) flinched at her friend's sudden outburst. Look like realization finally reached her.

"Took you long enough."

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I think it's quite obvious but (Y/n) is a literal simp when it comes to Kou.

That boy needs more love so I'm giving it to him!