~Kazumi POV~

I walked near my favorite café 'Angel Cakes'. I sat down at a table texting Mana. "Kazumi?" A voice called.

I looked up and waved bringing out my whiteboard because Riki likes to talk. Either about perverted things or missions or random shit.

"Why haven't you gone to LRN with Hiro anymore?" He asked sitting down.

I tilted my head slightly before writing,

'I have no need to go anymore. I have a better use for my free time.' I felt bad writing that but it was true. I missed going there.

Listening to Riki make perverted comments or become a clingy toddler when drunk.

Pranking Takuto with Hiro and talking about what we would do when we graduated college.

Having my stupid yet endearing arguments with Takuto and fighting over pork noodles.

Laughing with Kenshi over trivial things and sticking with him on our best missions.

Eating Bosses pork noodles and hell, just having the privilege to call him Boss!

Riki narrowed his eyes at me. "You don't mean that. I can see it in your eyes. You miss us don't cha?" He smirked cockily.

A faint blush touched my cheeks. H-How did he-?

'Believe what you want. Some people have lives that aren't just used to be drunk or perverted 24/7.' I wrote standing up.

He chuckled. "I believe I'm right and your to embarrassed to admit it." he sat back.

I smacked his head walking away shaking mine. I could feel his stare and I knew he still had that stupid smirk.

"See ya soon Kazumi"