• Chapter 4 - Distraction


    I met up with Aya in the shopping centre; finally, Hiroshi was right behind me. We decided to watch a film, so we agreed, I’d buy the snacks and she’d buy the tickets. “Did you buy a different film for Hiroshi?”

    “No.” She looked at me as though I was being a b***h. “What? Why didn't you?” She sighed “Number 1, it’d waste my money on a film that I’m not going to see, and Number 2, it’ll be fun having a hot guy like him sitting next to us when film gets boring or scary” She looked at him, almost drooling. "Who are you, and what have you've done with Aya?"


    I really had no idea Aya was into guys like him, normally we’d go fan girl over guys like Takahiro Sakurai, Miyano Mamoru and some random anime character and random guys on the street, not guys like Hiroshi.


    “So, what are we watching?” I asked, and she had me my ticket “Barry Hopper and the full-blood princess?”

    “Yep, I heard it’s quite good.” She smiled, I could always trust a friend like her, or could I? I remembered Hiroshi saying that he wasn’t going to kill me, even though it’s a Death Angel that is, that means there’s more then just him, what if one of my friends is one.


    I told myself to calm down, I had to, or otherwise people would notice. “Oh, Eiji is suppose to arrive soon” Eiji Hashimoto is another friend of mine, he’s one of the only guys that talks to girls like humans, when he did arrive, I could feel a slight awkward sense in the atmosphere, Hiroshi gave a slight glare at him.


    “Hey! You’re that guy that made Mr. Takahashi brain-dead!” Eiji pointed at Hiroshi with a grin on his face “Good job man! I don’t think I would have the guts to do what you did” Eiji tried to shake hands with him, but Hiroshi moved his hand back. “Um, Hiroshi-san isn’t really a welcoming person, heh” I sighed, taping on Eiji shoulder.


    After the film, we all went own ways back home, I didn’t really wanted to be next to Aya blabbering everything about the film “I didn’t get all of it, not enough action!”

    “Oh My God, I just couldn’t believe Lumberlog died!” I actually thought it was a change from earlier today, instead of Angels of Death in my mind, I had wizards based thoughts.


    On our way home, my thought of death came back, what would it be like? What would happen to my soul? I had to search it all up when Hiroshi isn’t around.