- Coffee Incident -

While he walks out from the shops through the door, he smiled and nod to his sister whose handling a customer's order. Hiruma Nods back and waved her hand at him. He walks out through the door and he moved to the side of the shop. He leaned his back against the wall and enjoying his coffee bit by bit.

'Sluurps', the sound made as he drinks the hot coffee from the mug at his hand. He reaches his trousers pocket, puts out his smokes and lighter. Pulling out one smoke by biting the smoke filter from the box. He closed the box lid, put the box in his pocket, and then he lighted his smoke.

Iruma indeed smokes, his families aware of it. But he refuses to smoke in the house even infront of his mom despite the fact that his mom bought an ash tray and put it in his room as a code of approval, yet he still didn't smoke at home.

"Fwah..", Iruma exhaled the smokes from the cigarette he smoked. "Nothing beats a cigarette with coffee!! They are surely fit to each other..fufufu", He said while enjoying the dip of his coffee and smoking his cigarette. He lifts his head up, eyes gazed through the sky, his mind thinking of random things in silence. For some reasons, he really likes to drown his mind to the sky. Either it dusk or dawn, he really tend to be looking up through the sky.

At a glance, pretty seems like this life is still not offering him much enough. He keeps imagining if this world is like the fantasy world in his games, if this world just like the dreams that he oftenly dreamt about. If he lived this world next door to a such beautiful lady like the one in his dream.

"!!!", He stopped his movement in shocked suddenly. His mind reminded of the dreamt he just had.

Basically, the sound like the lady, tends to give him words thay instantly wakes him up.

"Ara ara~.. Not yet Iruma-kun",

"Eh? Iruma-kun? We will have our time later, Iruma-kun. See you then?",

"Iruma-kun, wakey wakey~..",

All of them, are always HIS name whose being called.

But today, he finally grasped something. The white long hair thay he fondled behind his ears, was his?

And lastly, the first name he was called.

"I..Irumi..Chan?", he mumbled to himself in shock as he finds an absurd clue on his dream.

'Irumi? Irumi.. Nonoka Perhaps? My in-game character name? and just why did she called me with that name? My in-game avatar is indeed white long hair.. but.. more importantly.. I was called.. [Chan]?',

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he froze himself, burried deep in his thougt. His awareness of the surrounding dropped. not even a single voice heard.

Alongside the road towards Iruma, there is someone in hockey mask. running with a cloth bag on his shoulder. Running in amok, dashing through anything or anyone on his way through. The run line is most likely will be passing through Iruma whose lost in his thougts.

The runaway man with hockey mask's route lane itself, seemed pretty smooth. Not even a single chance of him getting bumped with Iruma. As the runaway man closing his distance to Iruma, He saw a small alley next to where Iruma who stands frozen to himself.

He run through passing him smoothly. Yes, smoothly. Not even a single hair touched. As the man bending his body amd trying to make a turn to the right, the cloth bag on his right shoulder slipped, bumped on Iruma's arm which holding the coffee which bought by Hiruma Onee-San.

Suddenly, time feels really slow on Iruma. The sudden shocked due to collision of the Man's cloth bag and his arm, forced him to get back to reality. Despite he's back to the reality, all he can see is the coffee cup was slowly dropped to the floor, his mind processing alot of things. about what's happening, about the grips that lost the coffee cup because of the tremor from the running man's cloth bag, everything on that sudden moment he's back at reality are being processed.

The coffee that was paid by her Onee-san. Specially made by her Onee-San co-worker. His favorite and usual blend of black coffee with no sugar. Mostly his perfect duo partner with his smoke is going to meet its demise to the ground.

Rage and anger builds up within him.

'Unforgiven.. My.Precious.Coffee.', In his mind, raging.

'Ooh, you've done it!! You will regret messing up with me!!', He, who excel in wrestling club and track club when he was at school age. Attended kendo classes diligently after his school. And on that moment, his will saying that he has to show the one who spilled his coffee, to redempt it.

Time starts to running up normal, as the cups dropped down to the ground, black coffee spilled and sprayed all over below him. the sweet smell of the coffee can be smelled clearly as he stands in his silence upon the demise of his precious coffee.

"STOP RUNNING!!", A man's voice shouting from quite a distance from him.

'So~.. A burglar eh?! That's even better..',

That's what is what in his mind as he stares the coffee spilled on the ground without looking nor confirming the people who give chase to the running man who spilled his coffee.

He tightened his bag's strap. He felt the presence of 3 people chasing to the person who spilled his precious coffee. But he still didn't look at the chasers.

His face makes no expressions, making his stance to run, and start running to chase the burglar, or at least that's what he thougt his target is.

"Wha..-", He startled in shock. "Is that kid trying to chase the suspect?! Damn it. HEI WAIT KID!", Shouted the man from one of the men who seemed to be leading the chaser group.

Iruma neglected the call, probably he didn't even heared the man's call in the first place due to his building up rage.

"Oh Damn it!! Double time!! The suspect is armed, and a civillian boy is chasing him. MOVE!!", shouted the man to his men again.

"YES SIR!!", His subordinates confirmed and putting up their pace.