ππ‘π„π˜ | 𝒉. π’“π’Šπ’π’…π’π’–

By Aenjalshy0

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βπ‘Όπ’π’˜π’Šπ’”π’† 𝒐𝒓 π’Žπ’Šπ’”π’•π’‚π’Œπ’†π’ π’˜π’‰π’‚π’• π’Šπ’Žπ’‘π’π’“π’•π’‚π’π’• π’Šπ’” π’šπ’π’–π’“ π’”π’Žπ’†π’π’ π’π’Šπ’π’ˆπ’†π’“π’” π’Šπ’... More

𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓
πŸβ†’ 𝐀𝐓 𝐓𝐇𝐄 π‘πˆπ•π„π‘
πŸβ†’ 𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐓 πƒπ€π˜
πŸ‘β†’π–π‡π„π‘π„ πˆπ“ 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃
πŸ’β†’ ππ€π‘π“π˜ 𝐀𝐓 π‘πŽπππŽππ†πˆ
πŸ“β†’ π“π‘πŽπ”ππ‹π„
πŸ”β†’πƒπ€π˜
πŸ•β†’π–π€π“π‚π‡
πŸ–β†’ππ„π‡πˆππƒ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐄
πŸ—β†’π€πππŽπ˜π„πƒ
πŸπŸŽβ†’π€π‹πŽππ„ π–πˆπ“π‡ π‡πˆπŒ 𝐏𝐓. 𝟏
πŸπŸβ†’π€π‹πŽππ„ π–πˆπ“π‡ π‡πˆπŒ 𝐏𝐓. 𝟐
πŸπŸβ†’ 𝐀 π†π€πŒπ„
πŸπŸ‘β†’ πŒπ€π“π‚π‡
πŸπŸ’β†’πŒπ€πƒ
πŸπŸ“β†’π€π–π€πŠπ„ππˆππ† πŒπŽππ’π“π„π‘
πŸπŸ”β†’πŒπ„π’π’π„πƒ 𝐔𝐏
πŸπŸ•β†’π‡πŽπ‹πƒ πŒπ„
πŸπŸ–β†’π”ππ„π—ππ„π‚π“π„πƒ
πŸπŸ—β†’ ππˆπ†π‡π“ 𝐈𝐍 π’π‡πˆππ”π˜π€
πŸπŸŽβ†’ππŽπ“ π†πŽπŽπƒ
πŸπŸβ†’π‚πŽπŒπ„ π“πŽ 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐗
πŸπŸβ†’πƒπˆπ“π‚π‡
πŸπŸ‘β†’π‚π€π“π‚π‡ π˜πŽπ”
πŸπŸ’β†’π’π”π’ππˆπ‚πˆπŽπ”π’ 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 πƒπ€π‘πŠ 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐓
πŸπŸ“β†’π“πŽπ†π„π“π‡π„π‘
πŸπŸ”β†’π‚πŽπŒππ‹πˆπ‚π€π“π„πƒ
πŸπŸ•β†’π˜π„π’
πŸπŸ–β†’πƒπ€π“π„
πŸπŸ—β†’π”ππƒπ„π‘
πŸ‘πŸŽβ†’π‡π„π‹π π˜πŽπ”
πŸ‘πŸβ†’πˆππƒπˆπ‚π€π“πˆπŽπ
πŸ‘πŸβ†’πˆ π‹πŽπ•π„ π˜πŽπ”
πŸ‘πŸ’β†’π“π‘π€πƒπˆπ“πˆπŽπ 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐓𝐇𝐄 πŒπˆπ’π“π€πŠπ„π’
πŸ‘πŸ“β†’ππ‘πŽπŒπˆπ’π„
πŸ‘πŸ”β†’π“π‡πˆπ‘πƒ ππ„π‘π’πŽπ
πŸ‘πŸ•β†’π‚π„π‹π„ππ‘π€π“πˆπŽπ
πŸ‘πŸ–β†’π‡πŽπŒπˆπ„π’
πŸ‘πŸ—β†’π•πˆπ’πˆπ“πŽπ‘
πŸ•·πŸ•Έπ™·π™°π™»π™»π™Ύπš†π™΄π™΄π™½ πš‚π™Ώπ™΄π™²π™Έπ™°π™»πŸ‘ΉπŸ¦‡
πŸ’πŸŽβ†’ π‚π‡πˆπ‹πƒπ‡πŽπŽπƒ
πŸ’πŸβ†’π“π‡π„ 𝐏𝐀𝐒𝐓
πŸ’πŸβ†’π‹π„π“'𝐒 𝐃𝐀𝐓𝐄
πŸ’πŸ‘β†’π’π„π„ π˜πŽπ”
πŸ’πŸ’β†’πƒπ”πŒππ…πŽπ”ππƒπ„πƒ
πŸ’πŸ“β†’π–πŽπ‘πƒπ’
πŸ’πŸ”β†’π’π„π‹π…πˆπ’π‡
πŸ’πŸ•β†’π‹πŽππ„π‹π˜
πŸ’πŸ–β†’π‡π€π™π˜
πŸ’πŸ—β†’π“π„π€π‘π’
πŸ“πŸŽβ†’π‚π‡πŽπˆπ‚π„
πŸ“πŸβ†’ππŽπ“ 𝐀 𝐅𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐋
πŸ“πŸβ†’π†π‹πŽπ–
πŸ“πŸ‘β†’π†π‹πˆπŒππ’π„
πŸ“πŸ’β†’π†π‘πˆπŒπ€π‚π„
πŸ“πŸ“β†’πˆπ“'𝐒 𝐁𝐄𝐄𝐍 𝐀 π–π‡πˆπ‹π„
πŸ“πŸ”β†’ππˆπ†π‡π“ πŽπ”π“
πŸ“πŸ•β†’ππ‘π„π˜
πŸ“πŸ–β†’ππŽππ“π„π
πŸ“πŸ—β†’π‡π„ πŠππ„π–
πŸ”πŸŽβ†’π“π‡π„ π“π–πˆππ’
πŸ”πŸβ†’π‡πˆπƒπ„ π…πŽπ‘ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄𝐑
πŸ”πŸ‘β†’π€ 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐋 π–πˆπ“π‡ 𝐀 π‚π‘πˆπŒπˆππ€π‹
πŸ”πŸ’β†’ππˆπ‚π“πŽπ‘πˆπ€π‹

πŸ”πŸβ†’ππ‘πŽππŽπ’π€π‹

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By Aenjalshy0

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The day after what you learned about the past, you went to Takemitchi without any notice. He was even shocked seeing you. Since Hinata is visiting him, he cleans his mess every day to avoid embarrassment.

"What brought you here, Y/n-chan?" He rubs the back of his head.

"You told me that you're a time leaper. Then tell me what happened in the future?"

He suddenly turns pale and you notice that. You furrowed then sighed heavily.

"This is bullshit, but I believe you. I know you don't lie."

"You believe me?" You shrug your shoulder. You always wonder how Takemitchi became so very worried in every Toman's fight. He is more desperate than Mikey. He would always face his enemy even though he won't win.

He's always there.

And you wondered why?

"You're the desperate guy I've known since I first saw you. Even if you're already beaten into a pulp you always stand. And now, I wonder why. How old are you when Tenjiku fought with Toman?"

Takemitchi sighs, "around 26, I guess."

Your eyes went bigger a little. He was an adult and wasted his time dealing with those childish actions.

"What was your motive all along? Was it to help Toman?"

Takemitchi always knows his purpose why he keeps leaping through the past and coming back to the present, believing that everything is fine and normal.

"It is to save Hinata." You saw his cheeks go red.

"Why? Did something happen to her in the future?" You curiously ask.

"Kisaki killed Hinata..."

You furrowed at him curiously. Hinata was killed by Kisaki? Who's that? How come? He keeps coming back to the past just for the girl he cherishes and loves the most even if it will cost his life

"Who is that?"

"He is an evil who put you guys in harm. This is all his scheme. Even after he died, nothing changed. Someone will still die even after I tried so many times. Draken, Emma, Hinata, Mikey, while you almost die as well. I just want to save Hinata but I need to get involved with all of you just so I can save her...But saving her is not enough."

"Takemitchi..."

"I need to save Mikey as well to save Hinata. But don't worry about it Y/n-chan. I will find a way to get to Mikey and have a talk with him..."

You smiled at him and held his hand in a friendly way.

"You don't have to fight alone. Just like you trying to save Hinata, I want to help Mikey. You are a friend. I will carry the burden you're carrying as well."

"But... It's not good if you get involved. You'll just... I saw it... Next week, you'll die..."

You suddenly felt goosebumps. Your hair rose and felt cold. You breathe and close your eyes.

"Thank you for telling me. Now I have the reason why I must do something. Tell me what will happen so that I can avoid my death."

He took a deep breath and drank his water.

"Mikey shot your head because you recklessly went to their hideout. But before you get killed, someone stops you. It was to protect you but you didn't listen. All of this happened after your work. You went back here because you received a text coming from someone. And you thought it was Mikey."

"Who stopped me? And who texted me?"

"I don't know who text you. There are things that I know and do not. I just get shocked if one of you dies and a hypothesis will just come up in my head..."

"So, there's still a chance that I will get killed?"

Takemitchi put his thumb on his chin. "Unless you meet Mikey, you won't. If someone sent you a message, it's better if you don't believe it...That's why Y/n, it's better for you to just stay away from here. You're a mother of two. Please think about them."

You sighed and nodded your head. "I am thinking and it's not easy to plan especially that you mention I'm about to get killed. Tomorrow I'm going back to the States with the twins. After my work in France, I'll fly back here."

Takemitchi couldn't stop you. As long as you don't meet Mikey or go to their hideout recklessly, then you won't die.

"Thank you for the good things you've done. This time, you will not fight alone...Ahm, other than me, is there someone who knows that you're a time leaper?"

"Chifuyu does."

"Hmmm, now I know why you guys are partners. Anyway, I have to go. Don't make a move recklessly Takemitchyyy or you'll get shoot by Mikeyyy," you jokingly said but it's actually true. You stand up and take your sling bag.

"Rindou is the one who stopped you..."

You stopped what you were doing and looked at him. What the fuck? He rubbed the back of his head and chuckled awkwardly.

"The anger in your eyes was visible that..."

You cut him off by saying, "Is that so..."

--

You took your phone out of your sling bag and sent a message to Alex.

You:

Have you booked the tickets?

You park your car at the nearest coffee shop. You ordered your desired milk tea while you sat on the chair. You think about what Takemitchi told you. You scroll down your phone and there is a list of the names in your contacts.

You just have to wait for a stranger's message.

"Did I offend someone?" You murmur. Why would a stranger lie to you? Your phone vibrates the reason why you get shocked a little. You look at the message and it was Alex's reply.

"Here's your order Ma'am." You take your order and leave the shop. The staff already noticed that you're a model. You smiled at them after opening the door.

But before you could slide it, someone opened it from the outside. Under your shade, you saw a woman with pale skin. Your eyes met with her. She suddenly looked familiar but you forgot where you saw her.

"Oh shoot, I'm sorry." She apologized. You step aside and let her in first.

"I don't mind." She smiled at you and bowed a little before she went inside. For the last time, you look at her before going back to your car.

After a few minutes you arrived home and you saw your daughter playing with your Mom's dog. You entered the passcode of the gate.

Izu noticed you immediately. She waved her hands and shouted at you genuinely.

"Welcome back!!" She runs towards you along with the dog. Izu raised her arms.

"I'm holding something, I can't carry you," you showed her what you're carrying. Izu understood you so she took your bag.

When you get inside the house, you lazily sit on the sofa. Izu looked at your milk tea when you put it on the coffee table. She goes near you and gives you a big hug.

"Mommy, can I have?" She pointed to your drink. You squinted your eyes at her.

"Have a sip, just a little."

You stand up and look anywhere. "Where's your brother?"

"Ahm, he went out with Grandpa. They are buying bread." Izu took their iPad from the coffee table while she picked a chocolate pretzel from the bowl.

"Let's go upstairs. I'm going to pack our things. We're leaving later."

Izu helped you pack your things. Sometimes she would mess it up, putting her toys inside the luggage.

"How about my gifts? I can't bring them with me?"

"It's fine, we'll be coming back here if I'm not busy. If you bring them with you, then you don't have toys here if we visit Grandma and Grandpa."

"Okay, Mommy. I understand. Are we visiting my aunties again?"

"Of course."

"Mommy, how about my uncles? They treat me like a princess! They even bought me lots of dresses and shoes."

You chuckled and pinched her cheek. Silly her. She's getting talkative. It only means that she wants to stay longer.

"Does mommy don't treat you like a princess? I also give you a lot of beautiful dresses." You pouted which made her giggle. Both of you just have a conversation even though Izu still can't properly pronounce some words.

After packing your things, your father and son arrived. They just play with each other because it will be a long time again to see their grandchildren.

--

Wakasa picks up Izu while Kiyo's on the top of the luggage and is being pushed by you.

"You only have two days stay in Seattle and after that, we're flying to France for your photoshoot." You glance at your manager, Alex who's pushing her luggage as well.

"Yeah, no problem..." You sigh and look down at Kiyo. "What photoshoot are we attending again?" You inquired.

"Vogue, Y/n," she bluntly answered.

"Ohh, sorry." You apologetically smiled at her. You have probably forgotten that since you've been dealing with different things right now.

"But I got an invitation coming from a certain company... They are celebrating their anniversary. It's a masquerade party though."

"Should we attend?"

"It's up to you, Y/n... If you are not tired we can go."

"I'll think about it..."

"But if we go, there's a possibility that you'll get a contract with one of the best fashion designers or so on."

--

"Bingo." Kokonoi sticks out his tongue as he collects the money he won from the casino and he's going for another round. He received groans coming from those business tycoons. He smirked.

"How come he always gets a royal flush," Sanzu whispered to his pal Ran. They were watching Kokonoi play poker.

"Well, this is the basic game he ever played so far. He probably knew some tricks."

Sanzu crossed his arms. They are dealing with business tycoons right now. They can see politicians and so on. This casino runs differently. With this kind of people, there's no way that this place is not filthy. They've seen a lot of drug dealers here.

Well, Sanzu knew since he had an illegal trade with someone a year ago. Hence, this place is one of their targets for dealing with billionaires who have corrupted minds.

"Looks like your brother there is losing."

Ran and Sanzu look at the other table. Meanwhile, Rindou was playing roulette along with Takeomi. Rindou sighs while looking at those gamblers. It doesn't matter if he loses right now but it would be better if he wins though.

"You're too young for this, lad!" One of the gamblers said at him then they all laughed. Rindou furrowed and looked at the bald man who was messing with him. He smirked and sipped on his brandy.

"Well, I'm sorry if I'm not old enough to win this game, I am too young and still learning," He sarcastically said.

As if luck is with him. When the wheel is pushed and stopped, the ball hits his number. He laughed at the old man who mocked him as he took the money on the table.

Rindou mockingly stared at him. "What a lucky young man I am."

This made the old man pissed at him but then let it aside.

Three men laugh at the scene. Rindou looked behind him and then saw his brother and Sanzu.

"You better watch your mouth, sir." Sanzu laughs. Rindou agreed with him for a while. Rindou would want another round when Takeomi stands up. They looked in the private room. The door's open showing their boss.

Rindou silently collects the money he won. Who would waste 5.1 million?

"Boss, how's your deal with the CEO of Kurumi Conglomerate?" Ran inquired. Kokonoi went where they were after collecting the money he won as well.

"Kill that shit."

Kokonoi licked his lips. There are only two options for this, it's either their deal didn't meet Mikey's expectations, or can't pay with the money the CEO borrowed. Since they are syndicates, no one dares to mess up with them because one mistake will eventually meet their end.

Mikey met up with this CEO for the money they borrowed. It's already been a year now since Kurumi Conglomerate is now out of crisis and is profitable now. There's no way that they can't pay Mikey in full in cash.

When it comes to money, they must get it back either in a respectful way or forcefully.

"Instead of paying, that guy doesn't know where he stands," Mikey uttered coldly.

Rindou felt his phone vibrated. He took out his phone only to see his mother's message. Since when did his Mom get back from Korea?

"Clean up everything." Mikey then looked at Rindou. They just stared at each other.

"Go to France and deal with this guy." Mikey handed a contact card to him which he silently accepted. He read what was written on the card.

Lambert, Pierre Beau

Both Haitani brothers are good at French. It would be easy if they were the ones who are dealing with foreign people. After all, these two men are born wealthy.

After that, Mikey left with Kokonoi. Sanzu patted his shoulder.

"Man, will you kill that guy?" He said smirking. Rindou sucks the inside of his lips. He will work alone because Mikey didn't say that someone would accompany him. Well, this isn't the first time he has worked alone in a different country.

"Depends."

"Good luck dear brother." Ran cheered up.

--

You looked at your phone after reading an article about the missing CEO of Kurumi Conglomerate. It was said that he's been kidnapped since his guards were found dead. There's no lead yet but the police are now on their move.

You put down your phone and took a bite of your sandwich. You can't help but think about Bonten again.

You just arrived in France earlier around 5 am. You had a very tight sleep on the plane that's why you're wide awake today. You sipped on your coffee as you stared out the window.

"I wanna stroll around France," You uttered. A knock on the door caught your attention.

"Y/n, they're here," Alex informed you. You stood up and went outside your room. You greeted your stylist, hairstylist, make-up artist, and the Vogue editorial team.

The interview started even though you were having your make-up. After this interview, they might ask your permission if it's alright if they post it on their YouTube channel. Which would you gladly accept. After the interview, you were brought to their studio where you're going to have a photoshoot.

Cameras are on you even though you're doing random stuff. You made a funny face holding a spoonful of rice.

"You should try this, Miss Laury," you uttered.

It is very tiring that you even slept on the couch. You didn't even notice the time. Everyone cheered you up after good work.

"Thank you for working with us, Miss Y/n. You're really one of the kindest models we always work with."

"Hope to work with you again, Miss Y/n."

You smiled at them and gave your greatest appreciation, especially in working with them. It is a great opportunity though.

You wore your large coat as Alex led you to the Van. You crack your knuckles as you get inside and feel cozy.

"The twins called earlier but you were resting so I told them that you can call them back tomorrow. Is that fine?" You nod your head.

"You're their godmother so why not..." You look outside the window as the car moves past those tallest buildings.

"You're going to the masquerade party?" She inquired. You glance at her and bobbed your head.

"Let's go shopping tomorrow."

The next day, both of you went shopping.

"What do you think, Miss Y/n?" The sales lady inquired while you were staring at the mirror. You turn around and look at your naked back.

"Sure, I'll take this."

After buying your stuff, along with your manager, you guys stroll around and try those street foods. Alex took your pictures every time you asked her.

--

Inside of a five-star hotel, flashes of cameras can be seen anywhere. Friends of friends are greeting each other. Since it's a masquerade ball, you can't recognize anyone unless you really know that person.

The party started after the introduction of the master of this party. Instead of sitting on the available couch, you walk around and have a little chit-chat. You also take off your mask since you can't possibly start a conversation with someone without them recognizing you.

After that, you look around. Too bad, Alex would definitely enjoy here if she's just here. She suddenly got busy with something personal that's why she couldn't be here with you.

You sit on the chair as you look at the bartender. You're already wearing your mask.

"The drinks here are free right?" You asked as you put your palm on your cheek. The bartender smiled and answered you politely.

"I'll go for a margarita," you requested. You watch how the bartender does your drink. Suddenly you felt like someone was watching you. You casually look around and can't see anything specious.

"Here's your drink, Miss."

You stared at your drink carefully before having a sip. Everyone was having fun while you were sitting alone. You put down your mask after drinking all your margaritas.

"Can I have another one?" You requested which the bartender gladly accepted. While you were waiting, unfortunately, someone sat next to you. You couldn't recognize that man but he's definitely someone you couldn't mess up. Just by looking at the wristwatch his wearing.

The mask didn't fully cover his Italian features. His sharp jaws are in the right angles and are neatly shaved.

He arrived looking at you and sat down staring at you as if he knew you.

You pursed your lips before saying something, "Is there something in my face?"

He gives you a wide smirk before putting down his mask. Your eyes widen a little to this man. You've heard a lot of rumors about him.

He is a model yet the heir of the richest man in France. You wouldn't want to mess with him really.

"I've known you since then," he uttered. You suck the inside of your lower lip. Well, just like what the rumors said, he likes to get the heart of every woman by complimenting them and other sweet words that a woman would fall for.

Too bad for him, you don't want any trouble.

"I don't think so," you answered.

"You're from (name of the agency) and I've seen you there maybe years ago, miss L/n?" He said confidently. You shrugged your shoulder and looked at your served margarita.

"Well, do you need something from me, Mr. Lambert?" You smiled timidly at him before sipping on your drink.

Before answering you, he asks for one glass of whiskey with ice. "Wanna hang out?"

"If it's not about work, I'm out of it," You said. You finished your margarita before standing up. But Mr. Lambert touched your hands that were under the counter.

"Oh, my bad. You got it wrong, actually..." Mr. Lambert took out his phone and showed a screenshot of a paper.

"This is a proposal for 3 days only. Your management already agreed that you can be my partner in this pictorial but the decision is for you to make though."

You read the statement printed on the bond paper. You furrowed at the large amount of money that will be given to both parties. But the thing is, this is too vulgar for you.

"I've worked with male models back then. But I never work naked."

You picked up your small sling bag before walking out. Unfortunately, Mr. Lambert followed after you. You rolled your eyes as he's now walking next to you.

"Won't you have a thought about it? You're the perfect model for this theme y'know."

You look up at him. "There are a lot of beautiful faces in my agency why pick me?"

"You're one of those beautiful faces that's why you're chosen. And working with you is something I wanted to try."

You walk faster than him but then he just tails you. Every time he caught up, you even walked faster not minding the heels you wearing. You try to avoid hitting other people but because Mr. Lambert keeps catching up next to you, you accidentally hit someone.

It was so strong that your body touched the guy you hit. To avoid falling down, the stranger's hands hold both of your bare shoulders. Your skin and hair went up because of the cold and calloused hand that touched you.

"Are you alright, Y/n?" Mr. Lambert worriedly asked. The grip on your shoulder tightens as you look at the stranger's chest.

"I'm so sorry, Sir. I didn't mean to hit you on purpose," you apologized. The stranger let go of you. You look at him and can't recognize the man behind those mysterious masks.

"Mr. Lambert, I will think about it so stop chasing after me. I could have hurt someone..."

"Oh, I'm sorry." Lambert apologizes and then gives you a timid smile.

You then look again at the stranger. You smiled at him and bowed a little.

"I'm sorry again, sir. If you don't mind can I leave first?" You smiled at him thinking that he's a nice one that will let you go that easily.

But your expectation fell down when he motioned his head.

"Pay my shoes..."

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