"Oh so that's what happened." I sighed, sitting up from Kusuo-kun's bed. He had just explained what happened during PE the other day. "That explains why Hairo-kun wanted to ask me questions about you."

"Also Kusuo-kun, why am I here?" I asked as he sat down in front of his TV. He pointed to the game case before starting the game, I lifted the case to read it. "Oh! This game! I wonder how you'll start."

As soon as the game started, Kusuo-kun checked his stats. Max stats and money, not to mention the best armour that can't even be removed. "Wow...what the fuck!? When I played it I had the absolute worst shit! Not fair." I whined, leaning against his shoulder childishly.

'Let's go get some sweets.'

"Huh? Don't you want to at least try playing?" I asked.

'Why? There's no achievement with all that, come on.' He grabbed my hand and dragged me up and out the house.

"Geez! No need to be pushy!" I chided as I was dragged.

We started to walk when Nendou-kun came across us. "Oh? Hey buddies! Let's go get some ramen!"

He eventually started following thinking we were leading him to a ramen shop. "Hey, what's that crowd looking at?" Nendou-kun asked. "Is it a new ramen shop!? Let's check it out!"

'That's not it you moron.' Kusuo-kun explained. 'Just look up.'

I followed what he said and realized there was a man! He's going to jump! 'Kusuo-kun! He's going to jump! He have to stop him!'

He didn't respond, seemed to be in thought. I couldn't take it and sped towards the building, running to the roof. I didn't notice Nendou-kun or Kusuo-kun following me. "Ossan! Don't do it! Please!"

"What's this? You've come to dissuade me?" Ossan asked as he gripped the railing.

"Dissuade!? Look man, what are you doing here!? You wanna die!?" I heard Nendou-kun yell.

"Nendou-kun! Let me handle this please! Ossan please get away from there, you must have something to look for!" I cried in fear of him jumping. "You must have a dream you want to accomplish!"

I took a step closer before Ossan shouted, "Don't take a step closer! I'll jump if you do."

I stopped, almost in tears. "Please Ossan, you can't..."

I couldn't see anymore when Kusuo-kun stepped in front of me. 'You don't need to see this.'

'I'm sorry.' He didn't respond, watching the scene unfold of Nendou-kun dragging Ossan away from the railing.

"I give up, looks like I don't have the courage to jump after all." Ossan sighed. "My hand just wouldn't move."

'I'm guessing that was you Kusuo-kun.' I thought to Kusuo-kun, wiping my eyes. "What made you want to jump Ossan?"

"Well, a little project of mine ended in failure." Ossan explained. "And stuck me with a debt of ten million yen."

"What!? Ten million!? How did that happened!?" Ossan then explained his story of wanting to be a musician, shady producer scamming him, and being in dept. He then took a CD and gave it to me. "Here, for trying to help you can have this. I still have ten thousand after all..."

Nendou-kun took from me to try and listen to it. After some more explanation from Ossan, I noticed Nendou-kun was crying. "Nendou-kun?"

"This music is amazing! You're a genius Ossan!" He cried. "If you sold this, it'll be a hit!"

"You think so?" Ossan looked unsure but Nendou-kun persisted.

After some failed attempts to sell the CDs, Nendou-kun somehow got Ossan to do a live performance on the streets. It was very loud, like my ears started to hurt from the sheer volume. I had sat next to Kusuo-kun, overlooking his shoulder to read along with the book he had.

"Oh! Did ya sell any of'em?" Nendou-kun asked, suddenly appearing after he had disappeared.

"Oh there you are Nendou-kun."

"No I wasn't able to sell any." Ossan replied solemnly.

"What!?"

"They kind of said I was annoying."

"I don't believe this! I'll try to sell them again!" Nendou-kun yelled, about to stomp off before Ossan stopped him.

"No it's fine." Ossan said, taking off his glasses. "I've given up already, I'll work diligently to pay back my debt."

"I already knew I had no talent, I just wasn't able to face it." Ossan continued. "Before today, I thought if I couldn't obtain my dream I would have to die. But after that performance, I realized I don't have to. Just you saying you like my song is enough for me."

Nendou-kun began crying, bear hugging Ossan. "Come on now, this is only the beginning. There's no need to be sad."

Ossan then turned to us. "I'd like to thank you two as well. I heard ya humming along as I played."

"Oh! Well it's really nothing to thank for Ossan!" I replied, not wanting to be rude and tell him it was only because the song repeats too much. Kusuo-kun just glared at him, making Ossan falter for a second.

As Ossan was about to leave, a bunch of people showed up asking for copies of his CDs. He managed to sell a good chunk of the ten thousand CDs.

'Kusuo-kun, did you accidentally broadcast the song?' I asked Kusuo-kun in my head.

'It seems I have. Oops'

'Well it's still good, since he'll be able to pay off some of his debt.'

"Oh? Right I have a copy in my player, we need to sell this too." I heard Nendou-kun say as he opened his CD player. "This is a real masterpiece, this mister something or other song."

I looked to see it wasn't the same CD, it's a CD of Mr. Children. 'No wonder he cried, this goof.'

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"Wait why am I here again?" I asked as I sat next to Kusuo-kun, who was watching TV ignoring his dad.

"So you can help us convince him to help us move my furniture!" Kuniharu-san said.

"Why can't you do it yourself again?" I sighed, I just wanted to have a lazy day. Kusuo-kun's mother suddenly ran and jumped into Kuniharu-san's arms.

"I'm too busy carrying Mama here!" The man exclaimed, smiling with his wife.

".....Really?"

'See what I have to deal with?'

"You do realize I practically live right? I have to deal with them too." I sighed, standing up. "Come on Kusuo-kun, just help your parents."

It took more convincing and coffee jelly to make him help his parents. He had lifted up Kuniharu-san's bed with his powers and started to move it to Kurumi-san's bedroom.

"Cool!" His parents marveled.

"Floating bed!" Kuniharu-san exclaimed as he jumped onto the mattress and bounced on it. Suddenly the bed launched up and he hit the ceiling and was stuck halfway between floors.

"Oh my!"

"Oof, that's gotta hurt." I say as I followed the pinkette, glancing at Kuniharu-san falling onto the floor. "Though I do admit that's gotta be fun...let me try!!"

I immediately jump as high as I can and land on the bed, giggling. "So cool! This is the closest I'll ever get to being lifted by your powers!"

"Hey! How come she can stay on the bed!?" I heard the older Saiki male ask as I bounced around. Suddenly the bed started to tilt slightly, causing me to slide off the bed and land on the floor.

"Ow! That hurt my tailbone..." I whined in pain, rubbing the area that's gonna sore for a few minutes.

'Don't be a baby.'

"Jerk."

Once Kusuo-kun finally got the bed to the room he set it down at the corner of the room. This continued on for the rest of Kuniharu-san's furniture, until everything was in it's place.

"Finally!" Kuniharu-san sighed in relief, drinking ice tea his wife got for all of us. "Took awhile though, moving all that."

'Don't act like you did anything, it was all me.' Kusuo-kun replied, drinking his own tea.

"Just let him be." I whispered. "I'll bake some New York cheesecake for ya."

I could see his eyes light up. 'Your uncle's recipe right?'

"That exact one with my own twist." I replied confidently.

"Wait a minute!" Kurumi-san exclaimed. "The bed is blocking the balcony entrance!"

"Oh no! Whatever shall we do!?" The couple looked at their son.

Eventually Kusuo-kun moved the bed, giving access to the balcony once again. Only with a different problem, the bed now blocks the closet.

"You know, if you had a walk-in closet this wouldn't really be a big issue honestly." I thought aloud. "Though to be honest in America this house would've costed a pretty penny already, especially in the Californian valley...so maybe not having a walk-in closet is a good choice? I don't know."

I was ignored of course and they continued to move the bed until Kuniharu-san realized something. "That's it! This room is too small. We should break that wall to make more space."

"That's a great idea Papa!"

"Kusuo! Break down this wall right here!"

'Seriously? Whatever, if anything happens don't blame me.' Kusuo-kun then preceded to find a weak point and flicked it, causing it the crumble into a nice pile of rubble. The couple looked terrified at the destruction they witnessed.

"You...you did a great job son."

'You're the one that asked for me to take the wall down.' Kusuo-kun then made a flicking motion towards his father. The older man flinched and cowered in fear. 'Yeah, that's a good reaction.'

'Sadist.' I thought, just sitting on the floor watching this whole mess. Kusuo-kun smirks as he heard my thoughts. Well more like I let him hear, since I let my barrier down after all.

The couple marvelled at how spacious the room was...until they said it was too spacious.

"Ooh boy, I'm going home. Ain't gonna deal with this." I said after some more 'renovations' to the room. "Kusuo-kun, come by when you're done. I'll make that cheesecake for ya."

He gave a thumbs up as I was about to head out to leave. "Hey look at this Honey. It's the floor plan."

"Huh?"

"The room on the left is what we're trying to into our room. We destroyed the wall to make more spacious right?" Kurumi-san explained. "But see here, the other room was already bigger. So why don't we make it that our bedroom?"

"Oh! That's a great idea Honey." Kuniharu-san exclaimed. "Kusuo, you heard your mother! Fix the wall to the way it was."

'Oh no.'

'Hah!?' Kusuo-kun looked at his parents in pure anger. 'First you tell me to destroy it, now you want me to fix it!?'

"Kuu-chan snapped!"

"Calm down Kusuo!" His parents looked even more terrified.

I sighed, tapping Kusuo-kun's shoulder. He directed his nasty glare at me, making me flinch. But I composed myself and leaned to whisper into his ear. "Look, this'll most likely be the last thing okay. They're your parents, just help them."

What I said didn't seem to help the situation, he just got more mad. I sighed, realizing what I had to say to calm him down. "Fine I guess I'll have to fucking make you berry drizzle for the cheesecake. And extra whipped cream too. Just calm the fuck down dude."

I flicked his forehead, seeing him finally calm down. "I'm going home now, I'll get started on that cheesecake and drizzle."

I lefted the room, hearing pleads from the married couple. As I got home I immediately went to the kitchen to grab what I needed for the cheesecake, including the recipe my uncle written down. As I got started on the cake I hear footsteps. "Restored the wall?"

'Yep.'

"Are your parents finally realizing?" I asked as I chopped berries to make the drizzle.

'Oh yes.' I could practically hear his smirk.

"Sadist."